Her Highness h.s

Chapter 20(His fault)

"Are you trying to rape me... Or worse, kill me even?" I assume, raising my eyebrows and pointing at the door that is currently locked.

"Chill. I'm not going rape or kill you." He utters, frustated.

"Then why did you lock the door?" I question him and place my hand on my hips.

"I want to talk." He mutters and runs his fingers through his brown curly locks.

"Talk about what?" I snap at him.

"Don't be dramatic." He raises his both hands as if I were arresting him.

"Dramatic? I can't believe this. You threw me out of your house and you think I'm being dramatic"

"You made me mad. But, I'm not mad at you anymore" He admits and smiles, revieling his deep dimples.

I made him mad, when he basically dismissed me and didn't even bother to apologize. I'm fighting the urge to pull all his hair out.

Why am I even wasting brain space on him?

I remain silent and shake my head.

"Okay, I see that you don't want to talk" He walks towards the CD-player, which is all dusty, seeming like it hasn't been used in a long time. He takes his phone out and plugs it with the CD-player.

"What are you doing?" I curiously ask him. I don't seem to understand this boy, maybe that's why I'm so drawn to him.

The CD-player starts to play a slow song. I think I recognize it, If I'm correct, it's Hero By Enrique Iglesias.

He moves back and forth.... is he swaying? If he is, he's the worst dancer I've ever seen.

"You know you're not a good dancer" I remark.

"But you are?" He laughs.

"Better than you at least" I nod and a devilish smirk plays on my lips.

Catching me off guard, he offers his hand as for asking me to join him in dancing and tilts his head to the left.

"Talk is cheap, you have to show me. " He remarks smoothly, making me freeze and loss for words.

The strong scent of his cologne is driving me crazy.

Maybe, You should ask him what cologne he uses, so you could buy it, and sniff it whenever you want, stupid, my subconscious taunts me.

He looks at me with his shining green eyes and is intensely fluttering his beautiful long lashes.

I want to dance with him, I really do.

Without thinking any further, I entwine my hand with his, making him pull me closer. He lets out a soft laughter as small whimper falls from my lips.

I lean into him and he curves his hand around my waist. I flinch a little, as I look up, only to see his smile widened.

I rest my head on his shoulder and we sway back and forth, not knowing what else to do, you could say dancing was not our thing.

"You have big eyes" A suprised expression evident on my face, I raise my head from his shoulder to get a better look at him.

"I do?"

"So, judging from that, no one has said that to you?"

I shake my head. It wasn't true thought, I get it all the time, but I wanted to see his reaction.

"Well, I think they are big..... and beautiful" He whispers the last part in my ear and places a soft kiss under the sensivite skin just below my ear, I bite my tounge, trying to not let out a moan.

Shame on me. I'm having this intense moment with someone who's taken. But, I can't help it.

"Open the door!!" A voice comes from the outside of the class room, making us both jolt and pull away from each other.

"Who is there? My class starts in five! Open it, now!"

I look at Harry who is rubbing his neck and pacing back and forth.

"What should we do?" I whisper.

"There's a window behind you. We could climb out of it" He whispers back.

I look at the window. "It's too small, I could get stuck" I say half-serious.

"Quit being a woman for a second and man up" He mocks me.

"Really?" I say and roll my eyes.

"Come on, or I'll leave you here alone" he smirks, knowing I have no choise but to follow him through the window...

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"Have you done your homework, Liliya?" My father asks me, as he is adjusting his blue tie. He's trying on the new whole "I'm a good father" thing, but I'm not buying it.

"Yes, father" I plainly answer him.

I'm replaying yesterday's happenings in my head. Our little escape didn't end well. We managed to get away but ended up fighting, me accusing that the whole mess was his fault.

But it really was!

I feel my phone vibrate.

*Wear something sexy for tonight ;)* -Zayn

Oh yeah, I have a forced date to attend tonight. But, I'll go anyway, maybe then Zayn will leave me alone.

Like he would ever. I'm so tired, and I just woke up. Fuck this shit, fuck everyone.

"Liliya, your mother and I are leaving town" My father speaks. I look at him like it's not a new thing to me, them leaving town, once again.

"But this time, Mary has to visit her parents for the whole weekend. So, you're going to be all alone for a couple days. Is that okay, with you?" He adds.

All alone?

If he wasn't watching me, I would be dancing like a maniac because of the joy I feel right now. For the first time in my life, I'm gonna be alone!

...

I look in the mirror and I must say, I'm pretty satisfied with the way I look tonight.

I'm wearing a tight purple dress with lace stockings and black highheels. The dress hugs my curves perfectly.

I hear loud knocking on the door and I rush to open it, not that I would even want to open it, because I know it will be Zayn.

Adjusting my dress before opening the door and prepared to roll my eyes at whatever comment Zayn has to make about my aspect, probably thinking I dressed just for him.

I sigh and grab the door knob.

My eyes widen as I clasp my chest, seeing Harry licking his full lips and his eyes raking over me....

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