Protected [Harry Styles - AU]

chapter 6

Skye's POV

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After my talk with Rose, I felt confident about my feelings for Harry. I've only know him for less than two weeks, but my feelings only grow stronger the longer I'm around him.

"You ready?" I sent him a wink.

He stared at me blankly, almost mad.

What the actual hell?

"What?" I don't understand why he is acting like this. One minute he is kissing me, and the next he is pissing about random shit.

"Nothing. Let's go," he said through gritted teeth.

I followed him out to the car and we both got in. There was complete silence the whole ride. He seemed so distant. Oh god, he probably talked about how bad of a kisser I was with Louis.

It was so quiet. I bet he thinks I like him and he is weirded out. Shit, I knew liking him was a bad idea. He finally spoke up, "Why did you kiss me?"

I started to feel defensive, "You came onto me," I shortly replied. I tried to sound as if I didn't care, even though I did. Too much.

"Bullshit, you kissed me back!" his voice raised and I was taken aback by his aggressive tone.

"Well maybe I wanted to." Wait what did I just say, and why did I say it outloud?

"Don't lie to me," he replied through gritted teeth.

"I'm not. Why do you have to be like this? One second your tongue is down my throat, and now you're yelling at me," I've never been the type of person to loudly stand up for myself, but I'm getting really pissed and I'm not going to take this.

"Well I definitely won't let it happen again. Don't worry," he spat.

What?

"Good," Wait. Not good.

Great job, Skye, this is what you get for liking people. Lesson learned, I need to be more protective over my feelings.

We arrived at the restaurant and I put on a smiling façade. I waltzed up to the table with Louis and Rose and plopped down in the booth.

Fantastic, I would be sitting next to Harry. He followed behind me and squeezed into the tiny booth next to me. Why do we have the smallest booth in this whole damn restaurant? The coziness of the booth caused our thighs to touch. I tried to ignore the feeling I got in my stomach by the simple contact with his leg.

Conceal don't feel. Like the damn song.

Harry and I managed to ignore each other for a whole two minutes until the waitress came by our table to take our drink orders.

Her boobs were practically falling out of her shirt. What is this? Hooters? Put your damn boobs back in your shirt. She turned to Harry and asked what he would like to drink, "I'll have a Dr. Pepper," he replied.

I ordered a Dr. Pepper, my favorite, and the others both ordered Cokes.

When the waitress came back to the table she handed all of us our drinks, but she kept her eyes on Harry the whole time.

When she left, we all looked through the menu in an uncomfortable silence.

"So..." Rose tried to break the silence, "What are you guys going to get?"

We both said, "A burger." At the exact. same. time.

Really?

Harry and I exchange looks and I roll my eyes. Harry turned back to the menu and Rose looks at me with a concerned look. She mouthed an, "Are you okay?"