Little styles

Chapter three

After dinner I walked up my room and called Ryan.

"Hello"

"Ummm. Hey Ryan it's savanna."

"No shit Sherlock. There's a thing called caller Id."

"Sorry"

"What the fuck do you want. "

" Umm I just called because Harry wants to meet you tommorow. "

"K. I'm coming. I guess. "

" K bye"

I slowly fell asleep. Dreaming about being about to get away from Ryan.

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I hurried to get dressed before Ryan got there. I settled on a short high wasted skirt and a crop top. I put on some makeup on and I curled my hair.

I walked down the stairs to meet Harry and the rest of the boys. They all turned to look at me. Nialls jaw dropped. What. Do I look bad.

"What are you wearing?" Harry growled

"Clothes. " I answered

"You look hot. " Niall said.

"She's 15!"harry yelled.

They all looked at me and said "you're 15"

"Yea!??" I answered

Harry was about to yell at me when there was a knock on the door. Ryan.

"I'll get it " I yelled

I opened the door and hugged Ryan but he wanted more. He put his rough disgusting lips on mine. He stuck his tongue in mine and proceeded to make out with me. When he pulled away. He said " dayum you look sexy"

Harry and the boys looked at us shocked. "Umm Harry, this is my boyfriend, Ryan. " Harry looked at him. Ryan held his hand and Harry shook.

"So how old are you?" Harry questioned. Oh no.

"Um I'm 22. " Ryan replied.

"22!!!!!"Harry screamed

Everyone looked at me with wide eyes.

"Harry....." I said

"Why are you dating a 22 year old!!!" Harry screamed.

" I love him Harry. " I lied." Just get to know him."

"Fine"

Ryan looked at me with lust in his eyes. Oh no. Not while Harry's here. He winked at me. Shit. Please no. I wanted to start crying. He smirked. Damn it.

He grabbed my army and pulled me into a room.

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To be continued.