Sweet Bad Boys || Harry Styles AND Luke Hemmings

Chapter 16: I Almost Did

Hazel's POV

I know I shouldn't be kissing him but I want to. I really want to. So before I can talk myself out of it I lean back up against him and press our lips together. He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly I could feel his tongue move into my mouth. I can't believe I was really standing here making out with a boy in front of basically the whole university. 

Slowly, we both leaned back to take a breath. We stood there for a couple seconds with our foreheads touching, until I heard it. 

My pulse stopped for a whole second.

It was the distinct cough of the one and only Lucas Hemmings. I looked back towards Harry and all I could see was a smug smirk on his face. 

"Luke- I - I can expl-"

"Save it Hazel." I didn't know what to think I was worried and confused and I could feel tears prick my eyes but I refused to let them fall. 

"You're a bitch you know that right?" That caught me off guard. Harry must have seen me flinch because he started "Hey mate no need-"

"Shut up Styles, you know this too. Hear me out." Harry just nodded his head and stepped back. Wow great way to defend me. 

"You're a complete bitch. You're leading on both of us, and it's obvious we both have feelings for you. But you don't care do you? Do you?" His tone was harsh at the end making me cry.

"No, I do care-"

"No you don't or else you wouldn't lead us both on and kiss the other and flirt with us all. I came here cause I know you would need a ride home but you know what. Walk. I don't want to see you again. I really cared for you.." I could hear the sobs in his voice but before I could see his tears fall he turned and walked out. I hate to say it but I agreed with him too. I hated myself. How could I do this to two boys I care about?

Harry looked down at me harshly like he agreed with Luke, but once he saw me wiping my cheeks with my sleeves and crying he gently pulled me against his chest. He started rubbing soothing circles into my back.

"Shh it's ok..." He kept murmuring into my ear.

"No, no it's not. How can you even talk to me? I'm horrible.."

"No, no baby don't say that." I sniffed in.

"Just..." I sighed what do I even want? "Can you just take me home?"

He scratched the back of his neck while looking around, "Uh yeah sure, come on"

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Luke's POV

I can't believe it.  I was now sitting in the middle of a park in god knows where. I started tossing rocks trying to get my anger out. I had showed up at school. How dumb was I? I can't believe I was actually gunna ask Hazel to be my girlfriend. I thought I really liked her, but it's obvious she doesn't give a damn about me.

Why did I actually think she cared about me? 

Buzz buzz. I felt a vibration coming from my jean pocket but I decided to ignore it.

Buzz buzz buzz, and there it came again. I pulled the phone out of my jean pocket and the caller ID was the one person I did not want to talk to right now, but for some reason my thumb was already swiping the 'accept' button. 

"What?" I managed to spit. Even though every bone in my body wanted to cry.

"Luke." What the hell I know for damn sure that wasn't Hazel's voice. "Wait- don't hang up."

"I swear to god if this is Harry-" 

"It is but listen Hazel was actually hurt by what you sai-" Then a question popped into my head.

"Why the hell are you using Hazel's phone?" There was silence on the other end until he murmed

"I took her home and she's asleep right now."  Are you kidding me? He wants me to forgive her when she's still having him over? Shes a slut a cheater. 

No she's not. My subconcious butts in. I hit the 'end' button on Harry and layed back into the grass. Why does this need to be so hard? 

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