Deceiving (Harry Styles)

the study night

I was still beyond upset with Harry. My mother was suppose to be going on another date with Harrys father and im glad she is because I just need some alone time away from everyone. The door bell rang and my mom was still getting ready so I went to open it.

"Hello Mr. Styles and-- Harry?" Great he was here.

"Hello Shaylynn is it?" Harrys dad asked politely. I saw no resemblance personality wise or look wise at that between the man in front of me and the teenager who I had been mad at.

"Its Shay." Harry cut me off when I was going to answer.

"You call me Shaylynn.and he can too if he wants." He rolled his eyes and pushed past me.

"Harry. Come back here." His father warned. He groaned and went back to where his dad and I were standing.

"Yes?" He said sighing again.

"Don't just walk in peoples houses its not polite." His dad said.

Then my mom came in wearing some jeans with curled hair and a pink flowy shirt.

"Hello Des." My mother said kissing the man on the cheek.

"Hello dear and my you look lovely." She smiled thanks and walked them in leaving me standing with the door open.

"Um mom can I talk to you for a minute please?" I said dragging her into the kitchen.

"Yeah I guess what's up."

"Why is he here?!" I shouted/whispered.

"They are having dinner with us, I thought it would be nice to all get to know each other." She had no idea.

"Oh okay." I said biting my lip and leaving the kitchen. This was going to be a terrible night

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"So kids, how is your first week of senior year?" Des asked.

"It's good, lots of instructions but good." I smiled taking a bit of my chicken.

"Actually Shay and I have a science project together." Harry mentioned. Mom made an oh noise and his father nodded.

"Maybe you could work on that here after dinner." My mom said. I stared at Harry knowing that it would not be doing work on our project if he stayed.

"Yeah sure." He smiled in a mocking voice.

We made small talk throughout the dinner. Harrys dad was talking about work and my mom was listening intently. I looked over at Harry who placed his hand on my thigh. He moved it up farther and farther.

"Stop." I mumbled. He didn't.

"Harry stop." I said a bit louder and he still didn't.

"Knock it off." I said in almost a yell getting both the attention from my mom and his dad.

"Excuse me." I said going up to my room.

Why must he do this? There is no way in hell we are ever going to work out together and him and I both know that it wont work. All these little moves he keeps putting on me is breaking me. I want him to be mine but he cant be because its not right. I started tearing up and eventually let the tears stream down my face. There was a knock on my door.

"Please go away." I mumbled but the door just opened revealing a Harry.

"Whats wrong?" He asked not concerned at all.

"You know what's wrong you keep teasing me and playing me and acting like you like me when you don't! You don't Harry and you know what its working. All of this isn't going to work and yes you are making me like you in that way but its not going to happen." I cried harder sobbing into my pillow ignoring his presence of him sitting next to me on the bed.

"And why not?" He asked.

"Because you don't love me and you don't want any of this." He seemed hurt by my words. Harry wrapped his arm around me pulling me into his chest. I didn't know what to do so I just hugged him.

"You don't know that Shay." He whispered into my ear.

"Yes I do. You don't want relationships you want one night stands. Its what you have always done." Its the truth. He never said anything, he just held me.

It calmed me down having him near, it really did. I don't know why it just did. We stayed there for awhile.

"Harry lets go!" Des said from the staircase.

Harry immediately jumped up giving me another hug before leaving. He was in a hurry what was weird. Matter of fact he was odd all night while we were having dinner. He acted differently when he was around his father. He's never respected anyone so much and followed their every command.

I looked over at my clock and noticed his sweatshirt, the one he was wearing tonight. I grabbed it and smelt it. Odd right- but it smelt like him and I liked his smell. Yes im aware of how weird that is but I do. I put it over my head and changed into some pajama shorts before going off to sleep.

I should be updating no later than Wednesday. Leave what you think will happen besides the obvious. comment and vote love you bby