Bad Boy Styles

BBS 7

so sorry about the cliff hanger and it didnt turn out to be the creepy creeper or the curly headed cutie but instead was Clarissa's idiotic and wild friend but still thanks for the votes and reads. Oh and im dedicating this chapter to Eg17forever for the AWESOME cover you should also check out her story revenge of the ex (harry styles) OK im done boring you on with the story!!!!!! :)

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(About a week later)

"So you remember what to do, call us if anything happens and if we can't answer the emergency contacts are on the fridge." My mom said as my dad was basically pushing her out the house to get to there little vacation for the weekend.

"Yes we went over this 5 times this morning." I reassure her and roll my eyes a little. " Ok see you Sunday we love you Clarbear." Dad rushed finally getting mom out the house. when the door slammed Shut and I made sure they drove off I cheered that I finally get the house to myself and did a little happy dance to.

I hop on the couch switching through channels till I saw sponge Bob was on immediately clicking it. I watched the happy sponge skip around the big screen until a very loud and urgent sounding knock fill the room.

I try to turn off all the lights and hoped the people will just think I'm not home. " COME ON OPEN UP CLARISSA I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE." was that... Mark? I think to myself as I slowly walk up to the door. I open it and it was indeed Mark with that dumb arse smile on his face.

I close the door right in his face then started to walk away but a low painful groan came from out side the door stopped me in my tracks. That one sounded like Harry.

I walk up back to the door to find Mark holding a bloody and beaten Harry by the collar of his shirt. "Jesus what happened?" I asked a little to shocked to move. "can we get in the house then we can explain."

Mark said dragging Harry into the house. "Uh I'll help you bring him up to my room." I take one arm over my shoulder and Mark takes the other as we both stumble up the stairs because he's kind of heavy.

We gently rested him on the bed and he groans in pain. "Now you want to tell me what happened to him?" "Well I found him in the bar getting Drunk off his arse and some guy dragged him in the ally and beat the living daylights out of him so I brought him here." He sounded very proud of himself.

"We need to get him cleaned up before the cuts get infected." I state holding his face in my hand, examining it. "can you go find me a  wet rag." I asked Mark he reluctantly left the room. Harry laid silently on the bed with his legs dangling off the side as he occasionally started mumbling words under his breath that I couldn't really point out exactly what he was saying.

"Harry what happened?" I asked more to myself as I removed a few curls away from his eyes. I once again started examining him. His lip was busted, cut under his eye, a bruise forming on his jaw. and blood seeping through his shirt. His knuckles had scrapes and a bit of blood smeared across them. "ca-can you help m-me up?" he croaked

I dont say anything I just sigh and started to lift him up. I wouldnt be lying if I said that I am struggling a bit. He was putting his full body weight on my which was to much cause we were soon tumbling to the ground.

Harry unfortunately fell on top of me earning a hiss of pain from me cause of the impact with the pressure of Harry's body. "Shit sorry." He mumbles and shifts then puts both hands on each side of my head so he can take his some of Weight off of me. I reach up to push him off but then I gaze into his eyes.

Those green eyes made me paralyzed under him as he stares back at me. He was soon leaning down a little and I thought it was cause he can't hold himself up anymore but then I see him close his eyes and I don't know why but I find myself doing the same.

I was centimeters apart from kissing those pink plump lips even if they are a little bruised. Hey maybe a kiss will make it better. I was gonna close the space between us but one simple sentences made me gasp and snap my eyes open. "So I found that rag." Mark hissed

I quickly tried to get Harry off of me and scrambled to my feet. We all sat there in this new level of awkward tension that is starting to become to overwhelming for me to handle. I walked towards Mark and took the rag from his hand and mumbled a quick thank you and resumed my position right next to Harry and started to wipe the bit of blood off his face.

He winced a couple of times but I chose to ignore it, Mark stood there near the door until the abrupt noise coming from the back if his pocket.

"Hello?" His voice still still a bit angry but a little softer. There was a moment of silence until he hung up his phone. "Ay I got to go do something important." He says really awkwardly then shuffles out the room.

I return my attention back to Harry then look down at his blood stained shirt. "I uh have to erm take off your shirt." As uncomfortable this I don't want him to get an infection. "Wow you really want to see my body don't you?" He taunts letting out a "don't make me get the alcohol pads." I threaten then he puts his hand up in surrender giving me permission.

I very slowly lift his shirt up trying not to hurt him until it was all the way off. I let out a little gasp as I let my eyes rake over all the tattoos on him torso. I was really confused when I saw the 2 swallows and a big butterfly on his stomach I wonder if it has an actual meaning or is it just a drunken mistake.

"You like what you see don't you?" Harry said while wiggling his eyebrows. "I was serious about the pads." I say sternly and he keeps quiet. I start wiping down his chest muttering a quick apology when he winces then an awkward silence falls between us.

"So uh what do all these tattoos mean?"

"Well"  .....................

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Sorry for the sucky chapter just wanted to squeeze an update in. What do you think really happened to poor Harry?? Next chapter will be mostly Harry's POV and it will go back to what he remembers about the whole incident..... Do you think it was really Mark?? OH AND ONE MORE THING BBS has 1.5K reads OMG THAT IS AMAZAYN and I have 88 followers oh wait make that 89 ;) that's phenominiall! Lol I always end up writing long authors note but thank you to everyone who reads this story I really appreciate it. and COMMENT i love reading all of them they are great  and the story might be a bit boring now but its only the beginning ;)