Stealing Your Innocence •Styles Twins•

Chapter 10

Harry's POV 

Just stay away from her. 

The thought keeps running through my overcrowded mind. After Edward left all I could think about is what the hell she told him that had him all pissed off.  I need to know. If Edward's just gonna dangle it over me then I need to find out from her. I need to see her. In just a short amount of time she's consumed almost every thought of mine. When we held hands I was afraid she'd notice my heart beating out of my chest, or that when I rubbed my thumb on her hand it was actually to comfort me. Her soft hand felt amazing in mine probably more than it ever should. But I don't care. It felt amazing to have her under me all because she wanted me off of her bed. Or to have her small fingers dig into my chest because she was so annoyed by me, again because I was on her bed. Even when she rolled her eyes or let out such a disgusting sound because she saw me walking to her, is such a big deal to me.

Why though?

I don't do this sort of thing. I don't follow girls around just to see what they're doing. I don't switch my class just to be able to sit next to them. I don't like this. This feeling of needing to see someone just to stay sane. This feeling of wanting to count the seconds until I can 'bump' into her in the hall. This feeling of wanting to take a chance and hope that it will work out. 

But I did take a chance. A pretty big chance. And just after a couple of days she decided she didn't want it. I should of just asked her on a date for that night. I should of just skipped meeting up with Kyle and just took her hand and took her somewhere. Why did I say Friday? Well I know why, but why was I being so stubborn.

Damn it! I need to just fix this.

I get off of my ass and run down to her dorm. My heart speeds up just thinking about what I'm doing. I get to the door and knock on it twice. What the hell? When do I ever knock? My hand shuffle's through my pocket before it grabs the key and I unlock the door, barging in.

Well fuck.

Her body lays still tucked under her blankets. With her hair neatly placed down the side of her shoulders, her eyes stay closed, and her hand right below her neck. 

I stay as quite as possible as all of the anger disappears. I just stare at her beautiful stature, sleeping peacefully for as long as I can without feeling like a creep. I should just wake her up and kiss her like I wanted to earlier. She'd probably scream get out, then throw a pillow at me, but I'd find it so adorable. She'd think I'm an asshole for sneaking into her room after I've been heartless and just toying with her on stupid things. I can't help it, I just get nervous with her and being a dick is the only way to not look like a loser in my eyes. 

I look over at her neat desk to a blue planner looking book. I watch her then slowly walk over and pick it up. Scanning through the pages I find it is a planner and I look at every thing for tomorrow.

Turn in questions for art history.

Turn in packet for trip.

Ask for extra literature book.

ATM.

Start on PowerPoint for Govern. *due next Thursday

DON'T FORGET TO CALL MOM!

I chuckle and set the book down. Someone's got a busy day tomorrow. I walk back to the door and glance back at her before locking the door and walking back to my dorm. 

I am so much calmer than I was before I walked in. I was ready to cause a scene and put my ego on the line just to get an explanation for anything. But after seeing that beautiful piece of work sleeping soundly unknowingly that a messed up, damaged boy was just admiring her I realized why I'm drawn to her.

She's so innocent.

And I need that.

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I think this is my favorite chapter so far. idk. i just think this shows how Harry feels about Jessica more. hope whoever is reading this likes it yeah?