Regrets (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

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CHAPTER 1

Vinnie's POV

"Josh come and help me with this," I hollered to Josh who was sitting on the couch watching some stupid cartoon. "Ugh," he grunted as he stretched and slowly pulled himself up from his ycomfortable position. "Hurry up! The party is in 10 minutes and we still need to put up the decorations and order the cake!" I said while frantically waving my hands in the air. "Alright, alright. Just chill out," Josh said holding his hands up in defense. He helped me unfold the table and carry it to the corner of the living room. We unfolded a plastic table cloth and carefully spread it out on top of the table. I grabbed a stack of red plastic cups and placed them on top of the tablecloth. "Do you know when everyone is coming?" Josh asked, making small talk. "I have no idea but it should be soon because Amanda will be here in... HOLY SHIT WE ONLY HAVE 8 MINUTES!" I yelled while dialing the number for the local bakery. "Hello can I get a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting? Oh yes! It needs to say 'Happy 17th Birthday Amanda!' It's spelled A-M-A-N-D-A. Yes that'll be it. I'll be there in a couple minutes. The order is for Vinnie Devine by the way. Ok thank you very much. You too! Bye." I said, making my way to my car. I owned a sleek black mustang with red racing stripes across the front and the sides. I slipped on a pair of Vera Bradley sunglasses and applied a coat of shining pink lip gloss. I looked into the rear view mirror and smacked my lips together while pulling out of the driveway. Finally, I made it to the bakery as fast as I could without going over the speed limit. Trust me I am not one to do reckless things. I opened the door and stepped out of the car. By the time I had gotten the cake, there were only 3 minutes until Amanda would be there. I rushed home and brought the nice looking cake in the house. When I got inside, all of the lights were off. "SURPRISE!!!" The lights were switched on and I stumbled backwards only to be caught by a handsome young man with curly brown hair, glowing green eyes, and piercings and tattoos covering his body. I knew his face somewhere. Obviously he was one of Amanda's friends due to his appearance. Then it hit me. This is her boyfr- no boytoy. This kid is the one she messes around with all the time. I pulled myself out of his grasp afraid of where his hands have been in the past 24 hours, dust myself off, and .mutter a quick thank you before walking over to the table and setting the cake down. I checked out the room and noticed that Josh did an ok job decorating it. I looked over to him and gave him a 'not bad' look and a quick thumbs up. Before I knew it, the lights were off again and we were all hiding. We heard the door knob twist and the door open. Someone turned on the lights as we all jumped up yelling surprise. It was Amanda. She covered her bubblegum pink lipsticked mouth with her pointy-nailed hands, which grasped onto a black clutch. I gawked at her appearance. She adorned a light pink pencil skirt that was a little bit above the middle of her thighs. Her upper half was dressed in a black strapless tube top that hugged her in all of the wrong places, making her look unnaturally skinny and her breasts spill out of her top. Torn up fishnet stockings constricted her thin legs. Over them, she had on black combat boots that had a 5 inch heel on them. Her eyes were covered in thick black eyeliner and her bleach blonde and pink hair was curled into tight ringlets that bounced around her pale face. I heard Mr. boytoy grunt and I absentmindedly checked him out. His pants were bulging in the front and it took me a while to register what was going on. I felt disgusted knowing that my sister's outfit was arousing this boy. She dropped her little black clutch and bent over to get it, revealing her... lady parts. I saw Harry squint his eyes closed and I noticed the bulge pushing out more. I was afraid his pants would burst. I looked back to his face to see him smirking at me. He took his tongue ring between his teeth and winked at me. I felt bile rise in the back of my throat and tried to keep from gagging as I looked away from him. Amanda walked up to me, towering over my 5'4 frame. "Thank you so much, Vin! If it weren't for you then this wouldn't have happened," she said sniffling. She pulled me in for a hug, pushing my face into her exposed chest. I hugged her back and pulled away. She skipped away and made her way to Harry. She pulled him in and started making out with him, grinding her self against his manhood. Harry pulled away and started kissing her neck, staring into my eyes the whole time. I wanted to look away but I just couldn't. Our stare down lasted for a while. The way the lust sparkled in his eyes made heat and want flood through my core. I had never had any sexual contact with anyone besides kissing a nerd boy in the 7th grade named Jake and now I was wanting this delinquent? I shook my head, tearing my eyes myself away from his hungry gaze. The rest of the night was filled with Harry and Amanda making out and grinding on each other, singing and dancing, and everyone chatting. Eventually, everyone sat around for a little game of Truth or Dare. Because it was her birthday, Amanda went first. "Penelope. Truth or Dare?" She asked a black haired girl with blue eyes and tattoos covering her body, which was clothed in a short black dress and stilettos ."Ummm... Dare!" Penelope answered confidently. "Ok, I dare you to take Hunter upstairs for 15 minutes and when you come downstairs you have to tell us everything that happened and I mean EVERYTHING!" Amanda said with an evil look. With that, Amanda grabbed Hunter's hand, leading him up the stairs while shedding off their clothing. "I'll go next," boytoy said. "We all know who you'll pick Harry," A boy with red hair and piercings said. Harry. So that's what his name was. "Louis let him do whatever he wants," a girl with a short pencil skirt and a strapless crop top said, slapping Louis' arm. "How about... Vinnie," he said smirking the same way he did earlier. I gasped as everyone else did. We all thought he'd pick Amanda. "Truth or Dare?" He said in a lustful voice. "T-truth," I stuttered nervously. "Pussy," I heard a girl with blue and black hair mutter rolling her eyes. I immediately hated her. Just the vibe she gave off and the way she rolled those swampy brown eyes. "Are you a virgin?" He asked looking into my eyes. I felt my face flush, not wanting to admit it to all of the people here. "Of course she is. She would never do anything unless she's "in love". The only thing she's done is kissed someone," Amanda blurted out. I glared at her with hatred. "How would you know?" I challenged. "Maybe I just didn't tell you. Did you ever think of that?" I said. "Then prove it. Go upstairs with Connor and bring down the condom when you're done,' the blue haired devil said grinning an evil grin. "F-fine," I answered. Connor got up and made his way up the stairs with me following behind. No it couldn't happen this way an it won't I thought. But, before I knew it, his pants were off and he was sliding a condom over his erecting length. I gulped, not feeling ready. "C-can we please not do this?" I asked, my voice coming out small and weak. "Too late now. I'm ready now we just need to get you ready," he said reaching for the hem of my skirt and pulling it down. "No please," I sobbed, pushing him away. "I already told you! It's too late!" He yelled, grabbing my hair and slamming me into the wall. He grabbed both of wrists and held them above my head while I thrashed around desperately trying to get away. He connected our lips together, sloppily kissing me. I kicked my legs around wildly, screaming only to be muffled by his lips over mine. At that moment, I kne that I was going to lose my virginity to this nasty, tattoo covered troublemaker and there was nothing I could do about it.

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