Chapter 18

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Harry grimaced as Josh's fist came into contact with the center or his stomach.

"Stop!" I screamed running over to Harry's side. He was doubled over so I had to kneel to speak to him. "Harry are you okay?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "Get out of the way I don't want you to get hurt."

I moved and Harry picked himself up and threw another punch at Josh landing directly on his nose. The sound of the hit was enough to make me wince in pain for Josh.

Josh stumbled and fell into his bed holding his nose that was gushing with blood.

Harry was ready to hit him again but I spoke up.

"Harry stop just take me home," I pleaded.

"No I'm not done with him," he argued.

"You don't need to do anything else, I think he's hurt enough," I continued my attempt to pursuance Harry to stop.

"Just wait outside," he frowned.

I did as I was told and stood outside of the door. I listened to hear if I would need to go back in.

All that I could hear was a bunch of mumbling. One thing I could make out was "Don't even go near her." Typical Harry.

A few seconds later, Harry came out with blood on his hand. I couldn't tell whose it was but I guess it belonged to Josh.

"Let's get you home," he said grabbing my hand with his clean one.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah he only hit me once," he said. I smiled.

"Come on," I said.

"I wish Jenn wasn't in my room," Harry complained.

"Why?" I questioned as we passed it.

Harry didn't even respond before he had me pinned to the wall, his lips on mine. His hands made their way down to the back of my thighs and he picked me up. Naturally, I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"That's why," he said.

"If only my mom wasn't home," I said when we started walking down the stairs. Oh shit my mom. "What time is it?" I asked frantically.

"Ten forty-seven, why?" Harry said giving me the time.

"Because I told my mum I'd be home by eleven. We really need to go," I told him

"Alright," he said. Harry and I ran down the stairs in attempt to get me home before eleven.

It reminded me if a twisted version of Cinderella. Except my prince was running with me instead of after me.

I quite like the comparison. Harry was my prince and I was his princess.

"Come on Jules," Harry said as I tried to push past people. He took my hand in his and pulled me out of the crowd.

"That was awful," I said.

"Yeah now let's get you home babe," he said.

I nodded and buckled my seatbelt.

"How late does your mom work tomorrow?" Harry questioned.

"Until nine, why?" I asked.

"Because, I want to come over," he said.

He didn't say why but I had a pretty damn good guess as to why.

"Okay," I said.

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"Hey Jules can we talk for a sec?" Niall asked as I was on my way to Biology.

"Um I don't think that's a good idea, Harry doesn't want me talking to you," I replied.

"But he cheated on you too, why does he get a second chance?" Niall questioned.

"He didn't, I just assumed that he did," I admitted.

"What do you mean?" Niall asked

"He was just showing his cousin to his room so she could get some rest. I should have figured they were related she looked so much like him," I said.

"Oh, okay. I'll see you around, I guess," Niall said turning to walk away. I felt kind of bad for him.

I shrugged it off and walked into class seconds before the bell rang.

"Where have you been?" Harry asked. I was usually one of the first people in the classroom.

"I was talking to Niall," I confessed.

"Jules," he whined.

"I know I'm sorry I just had to clear things up from last night," I said.

"Can you please stop talking to him?" he begged

"I don't see why it's such a big deal, I'm not going back to him so it doesn't matter," I said.

"I just don't want you to get hurt again and I don't feel okay if you're still talking to him," he said.

"Okay, I won't talk to him," I said giving in. I had no energy to argue with him, I'd been dealing with a terrible hangover all day.

"Thank you," he whispered.

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