Regrets (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Regrets - chapter 9 (THE FIRST KISS)

'Megan!' I can hear Harry calling from behind me and and as I turn around I see him running towards me.

I try walk as fast as I can but just not fast enough. He grabs my arm and pulls me into a classroom. 'get your hands off me before I...' I shout.

'Before you? what?' he smirks. I feel like slapping him there and then but I don't. 

'Why did you drag me in here?' I try to walk past but he just blocks me 'let me go, I need to go' I brush past him but he grabs my waist causing me to gasp slightly. 

'Wait...' he tries to pull me back but I still manage to struggle.

'No move!' I try to push him but he pushes me against the wall, gripping my wrists and keeping them up so I can't struggle out.

'You need to hear me out first' he explains to me.

'What?'

'Listen I really like you, you should know that' he tries to tell me 'you need to understand, it's not going to be easy, I really like you, it's hard for me to admit but it's the truth'

'Yeah well, I don't like you' I try and face away. 'Really? it's quite obvious'

'is it now? and hows that? Please do care to explain' I shout back 'and well, it doesn't look like you like me anyway...' my words drift off.

'like I said, it's not that easy...' his eyes wander back to my wrists. 

'Oh here we go again' I roll my eyes at him. He laughs, moving in closer. His huge dimple sticks out once again. 

'Can you let...' he stops me moving his face closer to mine. His lips just inches away from mine. Who does he think he is? Part of me wishes he would just kiss me already but the other part wants him to let me go. He leans in more, leaving no space between our bodies, and finally he places his lips on mine. He kisses me gently, at first and then it slowly starts to get rough. He bites my bottom lip, causing me to slowly pull back but that doesn't stop him, he quickly moves back in. 

I feel all the anger inside me lift up and leave. No I can't do this. He needs to stop, I tell myself...I need to stop. 

But I can't stop. This moment is pure heaven. It's bliss. What am I doing? Megan stop. Stop before it gets too far. 

I let my hands struggle their way out from his grip and push him back releasing his lips from mine. 

'See? I told you, that you liked me?' he grins, biting his lip. 'What? you kissed me'

'well I didn't see you resisting' he grins 'you kissed me, I just returned the favor' 

'What? I kissed you? No you held me against the wall which is why I couldn't get away'

'What are you on about?' he actually looks confused, why is he lying? 

'Harry stop' I look away, I can't stop these tears that are escaping.

'Well then can I go?' he shouts louder then I expected. Why is he making it seem like he's the victim? I don't understand. 

'no one is stopping you, first you're all nice to me then you get all pissed, I don't understand what is wrong with you, if you like to play with feelings then mine aren't available for you to mess around with' I shout back, wiping my tears before they can even fall. 

I rush past him and walk towards the library but as I look at my phone for the time, I realize I haven't got that long anyway. 

The bell rings once again and everyone rushes to their class.

I walk fast but collide with Chloe. Oh great.

'Watch where your going you loser' she giggles and picks up her books, sticking her bum up so you can see her knickers.

'I would but your ugliness blinded me' I grin back.

Her face turns into a frown and she crosses her arms. I need to stay out of her way. 

'And anyway can't your parents afford to buy you clothes that actually fit you?' I ask her grinning. She groan and walks away. Why was it that easy?

The second bell goes. Shit. I walk in class to see Zahrah and Okiki already sitting in their normal seats. 'Well well well your late Ms King' my teacher crosses her arms. 

'Uh yeah I was in the library' I quickly hurry to my seat and sit down.

'Well hurry up and set yourself up, next time you are late you will get a detention' he warns me.

'Okay' I mutter under my breath.

Flashes of me kissing Harry flicker through my brain. Why would he kiss me when he doesn't like me? He says that he does like me, but he has such bad mood swings, everything is so stressful.

The lesson goes faster then usual, which I gladly accept. 

I walk home and realize I have to pick out a dress for tonight's party. I guess something out of my wardrobe will do for now. I quickly text Zahrah, telling her I won't be able to make it to the dress shopping thing and to let Annie know. 

I take out a purple strapless dress out of my wardrobe. It's not very partyish. But it'll do.

...

The party starts in a hour and I need to do my hair and make up.

I tie my hair in a bun and whip on some make up. I walk to the cab I booked and tell him where I need to go.

After a few minutes of waiting in the car, the driver stops at the curb and turns around.

'Alright ma'am, that'll be £13' I hand over the wad of cash and step out of the car.

I step in the huge house that the party is held at. The first thing I see is Chloe snogging Harry's face off. Great. This is going to be a long night.