Deception

Chapter 12

70 days before

I found the note in my locker after a grueling period of World Civ.

Mind coming over tonight? I’d love to see you.

I smiled at the note before I read the name at the bottom.

Harry x

My breath caught in my throat, weighing my options. Niall would be at his father’s house tonight so I had time. But Harry’s house? What if Louis was there? I turned the note over in my hands, catching a glimpse of his writing again.

Come on babe ;)

I shouldn’t have, but I took the offer. I asked Alisha to drive me to the address written on the back, astonished when she didn’t invite herself in. The door was unlocked and I could hear music playing. I almost laughed when I heard Katy Perry’s voice blare through some speakers in the corner of the room.

“How girly Styles.” I yelled over the music, hanging my sweater on the rack behind me. Dark Horse began playing and I made my way over to couch in the center of the room, wondering if I should sit or just wait for Harry. A pair of arms wrapped around and started grinding against me to the music. I momentarily forgot Niall wouldn’t be at Harry’s house and moved against whoever was behind me. I looked up, expecting Niall, but I was met with a mop of watered down curls. I jumped back, horrified that I just grinded with Harry. He threw his head back and laughed, spraying me with a few droplets of water. He must've just taken a shower. 

“Aw, come on Anna. You’ve got me at half-mast and you just leave like that.” He gave me a smile. I couldn’t help but smile back, taking a seat on the couch. He sat next to me, stretching his arm out behind me. I was oddly comfortable around Harry despite his flirting; somehow knowing he wouldn’t overstep his boundaries.

“So why exactly am I at your house?" 

"So I can fuck you in the peace of my bathroom." he smiled. He must've noticed the horrified look on my face. "I'm kidding. Well, partially."

"Get on with it." The music died down to a remix of some song from 2006 and I couldn't help but laugh. "What is this?"

"It's not my music. I'm supposed to be watching this kid from next door." He rolled his eyes. "Anyway, you've kind of ruined Louis."

"Ruined?" 

"He isn't throwing a party this week." He said it like it something serious.

"So? Maybe he found out that throwing the same party every week is dumb and boring." I shrugged.

"No. The last time Louis missed a party, his parents were divorced. He hasn't even come to school once this week. You ruined him."

"I seriously doubt that I ruined him. Didn't you say he just wanted to sleep with me?" I crossed my arms. 

"He does, don't get me wrong. It's just that...I don't know if I should say it." he bit his lip, an incredible sight really. 

"Just say it. It's not like he likes me or anything." Harry looked at me nervously and my breath caught. "No." He nodded, confirming my beliefs. "You can't be serious." I almost laughed. 

"He's fucking whipped, Anna. This is actually the first time I've seen him want a relationship with someone." 

"I can't believe this." I was somewhere between excited and angry. First he wants to say he's done with me for sleeping with Niall when I didn't now he likes me? "Where is he?" I sounded too happy.

"Probably at his house, alone in his room watching soap operas." 

"Are you serious?" I laughed. 

"Maybe." he grinned as the intro to 400 Lux drifted through the speakers. "Ah, a proper grinding song." I dismissed it as a joke but as soon as I got up, he took me by the waist, slowly rolling his hips into mine. What's the harm in a little fun? I wrapped my arms around his neck only to have him hold them up the air, eyes scanning my body. He leaned forward, his breath ghosting over my ear.

"Fuck, Anna, you're so sexy. No wonder you've got Louis so wrecked." I could feel my cheeks heating as he tensed, running his hands down my arms then reaching down to my thighs, pressing into me harder than before. 

"Harry?" a child's tired voice sounded from the doorway behind him. I backed away from him, leaving a startled Harry with a prominent bulge in his pants to face the little girl.

"I'll just go now." I tried to hide the smile on my face as I shrugged my sweater on and slipped out the door. I only let myself laugh after I was in Alisha's car. When we pulled into my driveway, she turned to me, eyes wide.

"So you mean to tell me you grinded on Harry twice?" I nodded, still laughing. My phone vibrated in my pocket. An unknown number.

*You know if things don't work out with Niall we can be more than fuck buddies ;)*

I rolled my eyes and saved the number under Harry, texting back an emoticon sticking its tongue out. 

"I just don't really know what to do. I want to talk to Louis but with Niall being jealous and everything, I can't." I sighed.

"So you grind Harry. Top-notch solution." she smiled at me sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and climbed out of the car, signaling Alisha to follow me. 

"It's all in fun, trust me." I unlocked the door and let her inside. She immediately headed to the fridge, pouring herself a cup of orange juice then taking her place next to me on the couch.  

"I would be more concerned with the situation that you're in a relationship and he wants to fuck you. Decisions, decisions." she turned to me.

"Alisha! My sister could hear you." I scolded her.

"Or worse, your stepbrother." Liam edged around the corner and I felt like disappearing into thin air. "So the infamous Harry Styles, huh?"

"You know him?" Alisha asked. I had acquainted her with Liam a few days after his arrival. He nodded.

"So tell me. Why are you, someone in a relationship, seducing him of all people." He almost sounding like he was scolding me.

"I'm not 'seducing' him. Harrys' a friend and he knows that." I rolled my eyes.

"Friends, I'm not too sure. Fuck buddies, maybe." I turned to Alisha, eyes wide, snatching my phone from her. She had already typed something back.

*So you do want to fuck me?*

As much as I hated her for sending that, I anticipated the reply.

*Me and every other guy*

Alisha grinned, watching my face. 

"Yeah, just friends." Liam laughed, obviously enjoying how uncomfortable I was. I stood from the couch and made my way upstairs.

Maybe I did have a problem with this.

I laid on my bed, rethinking everything. I didn't think I had feelings for Niall but I did have some sort of commitment to him. I didn't think I liked Louis anymore. After that whole problem, I was more angry at him than anything else. Now Harry.

"Harry is just a friend." I closed my eyes and repeated the words, only to be met my images of his face while he rolled his hips into mine. He looked flustered, his eyes a darker green than usual as he concentrated on matching his movements with the song. He looked vulnerable. I shook the idea out of my head. This is Harry I was talking about. He'd probably looked the same way with dozens of girls before me. He was just a friend and that's all he would ever be.

Could this one month at least be over.