Masked (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

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"So he just came up to you, automatically suggesting sex?" Bobby asked.

I nodded. 

"So then what?" Scarlett asked.

We were all at the cafeteria in school. They sat at the table which was in the middle of the large space.

"Well, I tried really hard not to just awkwardly walk away at a loss of words, and I tried to not be myself, so I-"

"Good." Emma butted in.

"I'm sorry?" 

"Don't act like yourself. When you're around him- be almost like your alter ego. This bad-ass, wild, raunchy chick with no good intentions." Emma explained.

"He would fall in love with that?" I asked.

It was almost as if she were describing herself because it sounded an awful lot like her. He would fall for that. I mean- he didn't fall for her...

"Basically." 

I looked at the other two girls. Scarlett seemed to be agreeing with Emma. As for Bobby, she was just there. She had this look in her eyes that were sad- guilty almost. I'll talk to her about it later.

"So, continue." Scarlett said, breaking me away from my overbearing thoughts.

"Oh, I just kinda went along with him." 

Bobby choked on her water, "You what!?" 

I realized how bad that sounded.

"No, no, no. I didn't mean like that. I didn't sleep with him. I kinda reeled him in. Let him think he was convincing me." I explained further while pulling my hair over to fall over my left shoulder. 

"You sure let him think that." Emma smirked.

I tilted my and shook my head, confused.

"He marked his territory." Scarlett joked.

I realized that all three of them were looking down at my now bare neck. 

I placed my hand over it and remembered. He gave me a hickey! 

Thank God this was the first time today I showed that side of my neck.

I quickly fixed my hair.

I awkwardly cleared my throat and looked down. "Uh, yea."

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