Leave Me Alone (h.s.)

Chapter 19

"Yes." It echoed in my head after I said it. My heart thumped. I'm not sure if it was beating of nervousness or because I was excited for this.

Harry's hands squeezed my hips. He kissed my temple and looked back at Cody to see him smiling.

" Alright guys, she's in!" Cody shouts as the rest of the group screams and whoo's. I look at their smiling and happy faces and just giggle.

Harry's arms wrapped around my tiny waist and hugged me from behind.

" Welcome to the 351Force, babe." Harry whispered in my ear. His breath tickled my neck as I flinched at the cold content.

Maybe this could be good. Maybe it's not as bad as it seems. I mean, they don't look like a gang. They just look like a group of friends. Very happy and cheerful friends. If they are always happy and cheerful, I might go mad. I don't like people that are all preppy and full of energy all the time. I like people that want to be lazy with me; listen to music, watch movies, eat, and cuddle.

" Hey guys, Faith and I are gonna leave. Are you guys going to that party tomorrow?" Harry announced and asked.

" Yeah, we're all going." Ariyah replied with a smile.

" Do you guys have to leave right now? What is there to actually do that is productive?" Storm asked.

" Oh, I don't know. Go to school possibly?" Harry replied sarcastically.

They were all silent, and then started laughing at his response.

" Good one." Cody said.

Harry looked over at me. " What do you wanna do?" He whispered. He layed his head on my shoulder.

" Can we stay a little longer?" I ask with a little smile. He chuckles and nods. I kissed his cheek and layed my head on his chest.

" Hey guys, can we go back to the safe house? I got a load on the way right now." Zayn said while looking at his phone that repetitively kept getting text messages.

" Yeah, sure. We'll go back right now. You guys coming with?" Cody asks Kyle, Cameron, and Dylan. They all look at each other and nod.

" Yeah, why not?" Kyle says.

" Okay. You know where it is." Cody says.

I was a bit confused by what Zayn meant when he said 'I got a load on the way right now'. What could he possibly mean by a 'load'?

We all get into our cars and drive away. We would once in a while try to race each other at some stoplights, but would have to stop because we always spotted a cop near us.

As we all walked back into the dimmed building. All of them sat down on couches and some on the floor. Harry found a spot on one of the dark leather couches and sat in it, leaving no spots left. He looks up to me as I stand awkwardly. He pats his lap and smiles at me.

I smile a little and sit on his left leg and wrap one arm around his shoulders as his hands pull me towards him by my waist.

" So Faith, Do you do any drugs?" Niall, the boy with blonde hair and blue eyes asked me.

"No? Why?"

He smiles. " Cause that's what's coming our way." He chuckles. My eyes widened.

" Oh.. Okay." I say a bit uncomfortably.

" Don't flip. Nothing major." Niall speaks in a strong irish accent. What is an Irishman doing in America?

I haven't ever tried drugs. I was always suspicious but never did test any of it. It made me a bit nervous. Are they expecting me to do drugs?

Harry pulled me closer to his chest and whispered in my ear," It doesn't matter if you do drugs or not. Don't sweat it." Harry tried calming me down. He could tell that I was nervous. I just nod.

Now that I looked at Zayn, I notice that he looks like the guy that was selling Harry cocaine in the back alley. Holy shit, it is him.

" Louis, come with me." Zayn said as he got up from the couch and headed towards the back door. I'm guessing it's here.

As the door flies open, I can see a white pickup truck with boxes in the bed, then the door closes. I gulp silently.

I swear to god if Harry tries to do coke when I'm here, he better expect me to grab that white shit and blow it into the air so he can't have it. Actually, would make everybody breathe it in? Well, the point is I don't want him doing any drugs because it's sad to see a beautiful face like his to become a drug addict in high school.

If I never noticed Harry's pupils, I would have never known about him doing cocaine. Well that, and also following him and Zayn to the school alley. Nobody would have ever expected Harry to be a drug user. Yeah, he seems like he would be a party animal because everybody knows by his instagram that he is. It would only seem like he would drink a bit, but would never expect to see him snorting cocaine.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the back door opened. Zayn and Louis both come in with two medium sized boxes each. They gently set them down on the table in front of everybody sitting on the couches and on the floor. Is all of that cocaine? Or does he sell other shit too?

Zayn pulls out a pocket knife from his back pocket, which doesn't even seem like a pocket knife would fit in his back pocket because all of these faggots where tight ass skinny jeans that look like they're made for girls. He slices on the cardboard boxes open and shoves the knife back into his pocket.

He reaches into one box and pulls out three large sized jars filled with a drug that looks like moss... Of course it's weed. The second box Zayn pulls out a big bag filled with what looks like about thirty electric cigarettes, but they don't look like the ones that I have seen, possibly hookah pens? That seems more accurate. the third box, Zayn pulls out a bag of needles... Heroin? And the last box is a big bag that has little small bags of a white powder-ish substance, which is obviously cocaine.

Seeing it all on the table makes me go wide eyed and sweat a bit. That can't be cheap. I blink a few times and making sure that all of this is real.

" It's all here." Zayn seems satisfied with everything spread across the table. Ariyah, Cody, and Kyle get up and walk over to the table. They line up in front of Zayn as they start pulling out hundreds... They had more money than I have ever had in my entire life.

Ariyah's first. " thirteen ounces and two pens." She hands him over two hundred dollars. He counts it out and stuffs it in his pocket. He opens up a big jar of weed and the room instantly smells like skunk shit. It was an absolute revolting smell as I tried not to gag. He reaches into one of the boxes and grabs an orange pill bottle and stuffs some of it in the small container. He then opens the bag of hookah pens and pulls out two and hands her items to her as she takes them shoves them in her purse besides one of the chemical filled pens.

Cody is next. He pulls out a few hundreds from his pocket. " Same as last month." He says as he hands the money to Zayn. Once again, counting it all and shoving it in his pocket, he stuffs a pill bottle with weed, two small bags of cocaine, and three hookah pens.

By this point, I am disgusted to even see the next few people line up and a little happy that one isn't Harry. Or maybe he's not getting up because I'm here, sitting on him. Am I hurting his leg with my butt? ... That is not what I should be worrying about right now. Is he gonna do another secret drug deal in the school alley? Or was that just a one time thing?

Maybe I'm just over thinking this entire situation. I mean he did promise that we wouldn't use it as long as he had a distraction, and I'm his distraction. So far, you can say that I'm good at being a distraction because he has been with me for two and a half days straight and he hasn't had his usual giant pupils.

After Zayn is done selling some of his things, him and Louis take all the items, put them back in the boxes, and take them to Zayn's car trunk. Ariyah sits and puffs away on her pen and notices my staring.

" You wanna try it?" She asks as she holds out the hookah pen to me. I look at it for second. How the fuck do you even use it?

" I think I'm fine. Thank you." I push it away with my hand.

" Are you sure? It's strawberry flavored." She pushes. There's flavors?

" I don't smoke." I try saying politely. She nods understandingly.

I feel a little bit uncomfortable just sitting here, watching them use drugs. I have never had been around people when they are doing drugs. It makes me feel pressured. I don't know why. It just does.

" You wanna go, yet?" Harry whispers in my ear. His breath tickling my neck as it caused me to have shivering goose bumps appear down my back. His hands rubbed the skin underneath my shirt on my hips. I could tell he was trying to comfort me. He can tell by my awkward shifting on his leg that it was a little bit uncomfortable for me.

" Please?" I beg.

" Okay, we'll go now." He says before kissing my cheek. I get off of his leg and move away from the couches and towards the exiting door.

Harry walks towards me after telling everybody that we are going to leave. All of them waved bye and told me that it was nice meeting me.

" I'll meet you in the car, Faith. I have to find my phone real quick." He says as he pats the front and back of his pants pockets. I nod and head out the door.

I forget that we don't exactly park the car next to the door and that we walk through this gross and dark looking alley way. I find it completely revolting and scary all at the same time. I really don't want to walk down this alley because I have seen the people in this neighborhood, and they are not very friendly looking. Actually they are the exact opposite. They are all old, wrinkly, toothless, greasy haired, and tattooed. They seem like the people that carry roll of weapons hidden in the inside of their jackets, tucked into their pants, and pocketed by their socks.

I just decide to stand outside the door and wait for Harry because walking down this alley seems worse than finding out the real reason why he went back in there. I mean, I'm not saying that he is lying about loosing his phone, but after he turned around I saw his phone in his back pocket...

Okay maybe he was lying. But it couldn't possibly be because he was buying more coke, can it?

The door swings open as Harry walks out quickly. His eyes search in the opposite direction I was standing in.

" Harry?"

He jumps a bit at the sound of my voice.

" Jesus, you scared me." He pauses. " I thought I told you to wait in the car, baby." He says calmly.

My heart flutters at the last word. " I was going to, but I didn't want to walk to the car because the people around here scare me." I admit.

Harry pulls a little smile. He grasps my hand in his and tugs me towards him. My body makes contact with his and his arms wrap around my waist. I automatically feel warm wrapped up in his body heat. He softly presses his pink lips to my forehead, his touch lingering on my skin. He looks down at me as I lean my head on to his heat radiating chest.

" I'll protect you, Faith. Nothing in this town is going to hurt you." He says, squeezing me a little more before letting me go. His fingers are intertwined with mine again as he leads me to his car. The familiar black car appears into vision as it sits next to a little market. We hop into the car and immediately turn on the heat.

" It's freezing." I shiver as I bring my hands up to my mouth and let my warm breath lay in palms.

Harry presses an unknown button to me, but after a few minutes, I know what it was when my back and butt felt warmer. I began to relax on the smooth car ride to where we are going. I look at the clock and it reads 3:06pm.

I think back to why he went in there and told me to leave. What else did he possibly need besides his phone?

" Did you find your phone?"

" Erm, yeah. It was in my back pocket the entire time." His cheeks turn a bit red at his statement.

" Did you get anything else while you were in there?" I ask. Curiousity getting the best of me.

He reached into his pocket as he continued driving down a cracked road. Oh god, please don't be coke. Please. Please. Please don't.

He holds out a tech looking cigarett that is known to be a hookah pen. I let go of a breath that I didn't know that I was holding.

It's not that I like hookah pens, but I would prefer that than cocaine.

" I won't use it around you if you don't want me to." He states, remembering my reaction to Ariyah's gesture for me to try it.

" No, it's fine." I lie a little. If he was doing cocaine with me around him, than that could be a problem.

" I won't use it. Well, unless you wanna try it." He smirks a little. He takes a puff as it lights up red on the end of it. I watch as he holds in the smoke for a few seconds and lets the smoke leak from his lips smoothly.

Okay. I have to admit. That was hot.

He looks over at me and catches me staring at him. I quickly look out the window. I can feel him smiling after catching me.

" Like what you see, don't ya?" He chuckles a little.

" No." I reply quickly.

" Well then.." He says playfully. " Do you want me to stop?"

He is teasing me and he knows it.

I look over at him slowly as we are at a stoplight. He's already staring at me with his bright green eyes. He blows the smoke towards my face. I hold my breath so I don't inhale any of it because I know he wants me to breathe it in.

He laughs a little. " So stubborn." He smirks. " But you're still adorable." He says before pecking my lips and turning his attention back to the road as the light flashes green.

I feel my cheeks heat up. I look away and watch as the sun beams down on the trees and bright flowers that pass by. Although it is cold, the outside looks sunny and bright. Looks are decieving.

We soonly make it back to my house. When we make it inside, it's about 3:30. I sit on my bed and grab the remote off my bedside table. I flick on MTV and settle for reruns of teen wolf.

Harry walks in with the hookah pen in his hand. He leans on entrance and breathes in flavored smoke. He tilts his head back towards the ceiling and spirts out the smoke like a volcano.

God he's so hot. Why is he doing this to me?

He tilts his head back down towards me and smirks. He winks and walks over to the bed and sits down in front of me. I lay my feet in his lap and rest on my elbows.

" I wanna know more about you." Harry bursted out randomly.

" Why?"

" Because your my girlfriend. I feel like I don't know enough about you."

I was a bit shocked, but flattered at the same time. " Alright, what do you wanna know?"

" Well first, where's your mom? She hasn't been here for a few days." He chuckles.

" Some business trip. She won't be back til sunday or monday."

He nods. " What's your bra size?" He smirks.

I flush and my eyes widened. " 38B."

" What's the worst thing in the world to you?" He says before taking another puff of his pen.

" Right now? You smoking that is killing me." I say as I eyeball the smoke moving past his lips.

He smiles. " I'll take that as a compliment." He takes another puff and blows the strawberry flavored smoke in my face. Once I block the smoke from going into my system. "Have you done any drugs before?"

" Nope."

" Do you want to?" He asks with the devil in his eyes.

Do I? It's very tempting.

" C'mon. Just try it once." He says holding it out to me.

" You're making me give in to peer pressure?" I say as I take the pen into my hand. My heart started thumping louder as I held it.

" Just once. If you don't like it, I won't make you do it again." He promises.

" Fine." I sigh. I stare at the pen and bring it to my lips. I close my eyes and breathe in the strawberry flavored smoke. I hold it in as it burns my throat a bit, but not too bad. I open my eyes and breathe it out towards Harry. I watch as he bites his lip and stares at me.

" What?" I ask.

" That was hot." He admits as he sits and watches me. " So?"

" So what?" I repeat.

" Do you like it?"

I hesitate before I answer. " It's not bad, I guess."

" You can take another puff if you want." He licks his lips.

I look at it for a second before putting it back to lips and inhaling it again. I hurry and place the pen on the bed and crawl towards Harry. I press my forehead against his. I blow the smoke in his face as I watch him suck all of it in. He quickly blows it back in my face.

He leans into my lips and kisses me slowly. I wrap my arms around his neck and play with hairs on the back of his neck. His hands rest on my hips and rub small circles into my skin.

He makes me feel warm. He makes me feel safe. He makes me feel protected, just by being in his embrace.

We pull away and Harry stares into my eyes as we both catch our breath.

" Even with no makeup, you're still beautiful."

My stomach is doing twists and flips at the moment. He always knows exactly what to say to make me feel special.

" What the hell are you doing to me.." I say more as a statement then a question.

" Making you fall in love with me. And your doing the same to me." He smiles.

He wasn't wrong. I'm falling deeper into this.

And just when I wanted to make this moment stronger, my phone starts to ring. I sigh as I pull it out of my pocket.

" It's my mom." I sigh.

" Answer it." He commands.

I do as he said and answer my mother.

" Hello."

" Hi Faith. I wanted to see how you were doing."

" I'm doing fine. Just watching TV in my room."

" And smoking hookah with your extremely sexy boyfriend." Harry whispers after hearing me lie to my mother. I hit his arm as he laughs quietly.

" That's nice. I might be back home a little later than I thought. My boss says that I will be going back home tuesday."

" Aww. Well okay." I try to act sad while I was actually greatful that she was taking a longer time on her trip.

" Well baby girl, I love you. I'll talk to you later."

" Okay. Bye."

" Bye Faith."

The line is dead as I set my phone on the bedside table. I look at Harry and smack his arm.

" What?" He asks while trying not to laugh.

" If my mom heard you, she would kill me if she knew a guy was here."

" Did you ever tell your mom about me over the past few years?" He asks seriously.

" No. Only Britney and your friends knew about you bullying me."

He frowns a little. " You do know I am sorry for hurting you like that, right?" He asks with sadness in his eyes.

" Yes, I do." I say kissing his nose as he smiles at me.

" Good."

" So is it my turn to ask you questions yet?" I ask.

" Nope. I have one more."

I groan. " Alright. One more."

" Who did you lose your virginity to?" He asks with a conpletely and utterly serious expression.

I choke on my spit a little bit. " Do I have to answer this one?"

" Yes."

" Um.. Well.." I say nervously. I don't think he knows that he was my first. "Uhm. You."

I look at his widened eyes. " Really?" He asks, almost sad like.

I nod.

" I'm so sorry." He says as he envelopes me in a strong hug and kisses the top of my head. " I'm not going to hurt you again."

" I know that now."


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