Beauty And The Beast-Harry Styles-Punk fanfiction

Chapter Nine

Harry pulled up into my driveway. It was pitch black, the only light coming from the stars and moons. I eagerly, slipped from the car, slamming the door shut, wanting to get as far away from Harry as possible. But he caught up with me, grabbing my wrist and spinning me round. "I'm not going to let you go that easily", He whispered, which caused me to grumble.

He walked me up to the door, and at that moment, I thanked lord that the curtains were shut. That moment he smacked his lips onto mine. My eyes were wide open, but that didn't last long when I felt his warm tongue on my lips, my eyes fluttered shut and he began to kiss me. The kiss felt passionate, but I knew it wasn't. I knew deep down he was using me.

With that I pushed him away from me, opening the door, and slamming it shut, which I regretted once my dad poked his head round the corner of the lounge. "Would you like to explain?", He asked, eyebrows raised. I just sighed. Shaking my head and trampling upstairs. Jas had left a while ago, I could tell because of the note that lay on my bed

Sorry, I had to go! I'll catch up with you soon though. I hope it wasn't too bad, love you!

                                                                                                                                                 -Jas

Exhausted, I fell onto my bed. Heavily breathing, while staring up at the ceiling. My eyes slowly fluttered closed, taking me back to that kiss we shared on the beach. It was so passionate. Well it was for me. It's just every time I think of it. Harry comes to my mind. Then I remember again, he's just using me. 

I heard the door click open. My head shot up to see Stan standing at the door. "What was that?", He asked. A sigh escaped my lips. "Don't ask, it was just a one time thing", I told him as he came to sit down on my bed. "Really?", His voice sounded skeptical. I nodded. Trying to convince myself, more than him. His blue eyes staring into mine. 

"Uhm, I was wondering if you wanted to come to my boxing match Thursday? Mum's at work, but Dad's coming", He asked. A smile wriggled onto my lips. "Sure", I laughed, he wondered out of my room and I was left alone again. The faint buzzing of my phone being the only sound. Sitting up. My legs dangling from the bed. Running a hand through my wet hair. I slipped from my bed, making my way into the bathroom to take a shower.

It was later that evening. I was tucked up in bed, my hands occupied with my book. I took this time to notice that my eyes were squinted, carefully reading the black words that were printed on the page. I had no idea what i was, but I felt so much different around books. It was where I was meant to be. The smell of the pages. The creative front covers. Reading about different characters. It was amazing how people are able to write such realistic stories.

There was a knock at my door, which caused me to turn my head. "Come in", I shouted. The door clicked open, to reveal my mum. In her hands were two mugs of tea. She walked in, using the back of her foot to kick the door shut. She shuffled closer towards my bed, passing me the cup.

"Thanks", I mumbled, shuffling up to make more room for her. She sat beside me, placing her mug on the bedside table. "So, are you going to tell me what all of that was about?", She asked.  I breathed a deep breath, I had been dreading this question, but I suppose it had to be answered somehow. 

"It was just a date", I told her, taking the hot cup of tea into my hands, caressing it. "A date already! You've only been here for a few days!", My mum reminded me. "Mum you were the one who told me that I should start experimenting, going on dates", I spoke. She bit her lip thinking back to what she had said the other day.

"Anyway, you won't have to worry, I don't think I'll be seeing him anytime soon", I reassured her, taking a sip of the hot liquid. "Why's that?", She asked, eyebrows furrowed. I licked my lips, unsure what to say. "Uh, it just didn't work out", I told her. "Aw, I'm sorry love", She whispered, placing a sweet kiss on my right temple. I just smiled slightly, as we continued to chat.