*Harry POV*
Driving back to Lillian’s house was really quiet and awkward. I don’t know why her touch helped with the pain of a tattoo but it did. I’m so confused and I don’t know if I’m developing feelings for her; the innocent, prude, stuck-up, rich bitch. She is so annoying but dare I say nice to be around? UGH this is so stupid!
“Harry?” a quiet voice brought me out of my daze.
“What?” I snapped harshly at her.
“Umm, sorry…f-forget it.” she coward away.
“So you have a sister?” I asked ignoring her uncomfortable demeanor.
“Uhh, yeah-h…” she replied still looking out the window.
“Do you see her often?” I asked and her eyes watered.
“Umm, n-no not really-y.” she said wiping her eyes before the tears fell.
“Why not? She lives in the city? With you even?” I asked confused, she doesn’t look much older than Lillian.
“Umm, were n-not really allowed-d to see each other-r.”
I stayed quiet not wanting to make her upset, but at the same time got joy out of making her cry. She was so easy to break and it was fun to watch. If that makes me a creep I don’t think I care.
“Why not?” I asked trying to hide the excitement I had making her cry.
“Can we not talk about-t this please?” she said trying not to stutter but failed. BOO fun times over…
“Cry baby…” I whispered, but made sure she could still hear it.
We pulled up to her house and she practically jumped out of the car before it even stopped moving completely.
Before her door closed completely I heard his name.
*Lillian POV*
I jumped out of Harry’s car and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Liam sitting on my pathway.
“Liam…?”
He smiled and stood up walking over to me. I must look a wreck, I don’t know why Harry hates me so much. I know he was just asking questions but he saw it was bothering and he didn’t stop.
“Hey, what’s-…what’s wrong?” he asked reaching me, lifting my head up. My tears were done but my face was probably red and make-up a little messed up.
“Nothing-g I’m fine.” I replied and Liam pulled me in for a hug. I gripped onto his t-shirt, needing this affection so much right now.
I still kept wrapped around Liam as I peeked my head towards the car as Harry slammed his door and walked around to come up to us.
“What are you doing here?” Harry spit at Liam as I stayed in his arms.
“I came here, to ask her out.” Liam spoke to which I snapped my head towards him. A smile crept across his face and, then he said.
“Lillian would you like to go on a wonderful McDonalds diner and movie date with me?”
I was frozen. I didn’t know what to say and Harry’s ice cold glare wasn’t helping. Why is he still here?
“I-I umm…I would love too.” I said finally and a large smile covered my face.
“Go get your filthy bag from my car. Now.” Harry growled. I removed myself from Liam and walked past Harry making no eye contact. I don’t know what his problem is, going from nice to a prick. I’m really fed up of his attitude.
*Harry POV* (Sorry I’m switching POV a lot)
As Lillian walked to my car, not uttering a word as she passed, my glare switched to Liam. I walked over to him, Lillian is still unaware of what happened between us but she will probably catch on soon. I mean you can see and feel the tension and animosity between us.
“I’m surprised you’re awake after probably shagging Brianna all last night.” Liam spit not looking in my eyes. I smirked and chuckled at his naïve comment.
“Actually I have no idea where Brianna is, and Lillian spent the night at my place.” Liam’s head looked like it was going to fall off at the mention of her name and my house in the same sentence.
“WTF why? She despises you everyone knows that.” He said his face slightly flushed.
“Listen here Liam, don’t use her. She’s. Not. A. Toy.” I said through gritted teeth, as I heard Lillian approaching us again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, just the sound of her voice irritating me.
“I was just giving Liam a bit of advice.” I said then turned around and started back to my car.
“Thanks Harry.” Lillian spoke again to which I flipped the finger not even caring anymore. I jumped in my car and sped off without fastening my seatbelt. I waited until I got about a block away before I screamed,
“FU.CK!!!”
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Fanfiction(adj) ❝battle scars❞ – being scarred in battle: can be self inflicted.