Sweet Bad Boys || Harry Styles AND Luke Hemmings

Chapter 7: Not So Bad

Hey guys, I realize the story is really shitty right now and theres some parts coming up that I'm kind of embarrassed by the concept/writing but it gets better i promise**

 Hazel's POV

"Harry, just stay away from me ok? You scare me and I- I just like Luke." He really was scaring me. How did he know where I lived? Plus, he just showed up in the door threatening Luke. I need to stay away from Harry, I really do. I mean he did come to apologize, but still. He looked angry but at the same time like he wanted to cry. Maybe he's not so bad-

"Whatever ok. You don't owe me anything. Have fun with Luke." He harshly spoke then turned around and stormed off. Ok maybe he is. Almost as soon as Harry left, Luke emerged from the door, his face looked stern but as soon as he noticed Harry was gone his eyes looked sympathetic, with a small smile. 

"Grace, are you ok love?" I could feel my cheeks heat up. Whenever he called me love, I got butterflies in my tummy, even when he called me Grace, too. He's the only one who calls me that. I was feeling so much right now I didn't know what to say. I was angry and scared but I also felt bad for Harry.

"Yeahh..." I kinda faded out. 

Before I could think he quickly wrapped his arms around my waist. Then leaned in

"I really wish I could kiss you right now." What. I wanted to kiss him but I just. I don't. I don't know my own feelings. 

"Then why don't you.." Did I really just say that? Oh god. Where did that burst of confidence come from. 

I felt his lips merge with mine. They were soft yet rough. I quickly kissed back not wanting it to end. We felt so right together. All of a sudden there was a loud gasp. We both let go and looked down the hall. Oh my. Was that? Oh shit. Harry was watched that whole thing from behind the corner. 

"HARRY!" I quickly started, but it was too late he was already running down the hall. I was going to chase after him, but decided against it, he might be dangerous. Oh no. I felt horrible. I think I may have feelings for Harry. 

...

Harry's POV

I quickly jumped up my front steps. As I was about to open the doors, they opened in front of me. 

"Where the hell, where you man?" Louis shouted. 

What. I told them where I was. I grunted out  "I told you I was going out." 

"Yeah not for two hours! Its nearly ten pm!" Zayn yelled from the other room.

I shoved my way through Louis into the TV room where everyone was. They looked pissed. Seriously what did I do? I've had a bad enough day. I don't need them all ganging up on me. 

"What the hell is the big deal anyway."

I looked and saw Liam sigh. "You missed practice mate. The fourth or fifth time in a row."

Shit. I had totally forgotten about practice. I was just so caught up in everything that had happened. 

"It was just one practice." I mumbled. I did kinda feel bad.

Niall looked around the room. "Yeah mate. It's just that, well every since you know the thing with-"

I cut him off. He was not going to bring up her. I know what everyone thought. They thought I killed her. And well, that killed me inside everyday. I loved Leena, I was heartbroken when her and the baby died. Yet, people blamed me. Do I really seem like that bad of a person? 

"Don't." I warned

The boys quickly glanced at eachother, knowing this was a touchy subject. I heard a sigh from the side of the room and looked at where Zayn was sitting.

"Ok. Well, we have to give our record to another company tommorrow. Modest Management. Hopefully they like it and make us big. We'll let this slide if you promise to be there tommorow. Well behaved."

What was I? 5? I'm not doing anything tommorow and I'm not going to talk to Hazel Grace so yeah i'll go. I mean I have to, but still.

**