Proven.

Chapter 7

Natalie's Pov

After Harry and I kissed for the millionth time,  I realized what I was doing. I honestly felt something in that kiss, but two questions kept replaying in my mind. 'What if he is a criminal? What did he do?' Obviously I had been dazed for a while, because Harry and I are sitting on my bed talking, and he's calling my name.

"Natalie?"

"Yeah? Sorry what?" I asked.

"Are you okay?" He questioned me. He had a worried look, as if he knew what I was thinking.

"Mhm fine." I answered, giving him a half heartedly smile.

"Look... I know you're weary about me, and I definitely felt something in that kiss. But I was wondering, if you would give me a chance and go on a date with me?"

He was scratching the back of his neck, to which I've come to learn is his nervous habit. I already explained to El how I felt about him possibly being a criminal,  and me being the one to get hurt in the end. I mean hell I don't even know what he's being accused of. I will find out though,  first thing Friday morning. I'm determined. I didn't want to exactly reject him, ecspecially after that kiss and the fact he's the only one who can comfort me how I need to be comforted. What can I say, I'm a princess, so everyone should be bowing down like him. Like seriously, bow down bitches. I'm totally kidding. What's a good excuse, but won't hurt him and will buy me time??? Ugh think Natalie. I could lie? No he won't buy it. I could say I'm sick? No stupid you kissed him. Ugh. Wait I got it.

"Harry, look I just don't know. Can I get back to you on it?" I asked. I can just buy some time until my next excuse.

"Of course!! I'm just proud you're going to think about it. Which means you're possibly considering it!" He was grinning widely now. Oh great. What have I done?

Then of course that bitchy conscious is back to her old ways 'Now look who's being a bitch. Grow some balls and say no, stop toying with his feelings.'

I was toying with his feelings it seemed like, but not really I will think about it I just probably won't consider it. I was proud to hear the door open and see El and Zayn walk in with food, so my thoughts can now dispurse.

"We got Chinese takeout!"

El said while lifting the little boxes up, and shaking them. El has always known what my cheer up food is. Chinese takeout.

"Yay!" I jumped up,  and grabbed my box.

"So do you guys want to stay, and watch the movie I got for us?" El asked Zayn and Harry.

Zayn and Harry exchanged glances, and something flashed in their eyes, but quickly left before I could tell what the emotion was.

"We actually have to head out. We have erm... uh.. errands to run." Zayn said.

Odd....  El and I exchanged glances, and she nodded knowing my plan. I know Harry wouldn't say no to me. So I decided that I would toy with him. 

"Awe but Harry,  it's a scary movie-"

I said while getting on my tippy toes and breathing on his ear. I decided to keep talking, so I whispered;

"- and I need someone to hold close, in case I get scared."  I stood flat footed again, and blinked a few times.

Harry looked at Zayn,  but Zayn knew what I was doing and had a glaring face towards Harry. Then of course, Harry knew by the look on Zayn's face that I was only toying with him. Which turns out royally pissed him off. His eyes turned cold, which I've seen on rare occasions but scares the shit out of me. Then Harry mimicked my earlier movement, excpet he had to bend down. He bent down, and whispered in my ear;

"I think you can manage."

The way he said it sent shivers down by spine. Not in a good way, but in a 'you're scaring me half to death, and if you don't leave now I will piss on myself' kind of way. They both just walked out of the room, leaving El and I stunned, and curious. I looked at El, and we both had the same idea because of the smirks forming on our faces. We were going to follow them.

"Come on, hurry Natty!!"

El was saying while I put my shoes on, and she was watching what direction they went from the window. We both grabbed jackets, and jumped in her car while I drove, I was the speed demon in the friendship. We took her car, since Harry and Zayn doesn't know what it looks like.

I was speeding past everyone, until I came up a few cars behind Zayn's Range Rover. I wanted to keep our cover hidden, so we wouldn't be obvious. We followed them for a good twenty minutes, that is until Zayn sped up. He so knew we were following. He took sharp turns, and started going faster.

I was right on his tail, until a car pulled in front of me. I couldn't get around it, and when I did Zayn and Harry were long gone.

"Fuck." I huffed whike hitting the steering wheel.

"What the hell was that?!" El yelled out.

"I have no clue, but I've got an idea." I was smirking at the conniving plan that was forming in my head. They want to play dirty, we can too.

"Tell me!" El demanded with the same sick grin I had.

"Well they both like us. I made out with Harry tonight,  long story I will tell you later. So if Zayn thinks he can ask you on dates, and then ditch you when it's convenient for him. He's wrong. So we're going to the Mall, and when we get hit on, we accept. We tell the guys that hit on us, we will plan the date.  Then we act 'weird' around Zayn and Harry, and get them to follow us. Plus, I'm doing this so Harry will think I'm dating someone, so he will stop fucking around with me. It gets annoying." I said.

"Sounds good." El said while nodding.

Truth was, it wasn't annoying what Harry was doing. I just knew that with everything going on, and what's happened in my past I need to keep my distance from him. I also don't do secretive boys that's what happened with the last guy I dated, and turns out he was selling drugs and cheating on me. His name was Josh, and the girl he was cheating on me with was my slut of a cousin. I caught them jumping bones, at a Christmas party. The worse thing was it was at my house, and they were in my room, on my fucking bed. Go fucking figure. I wouldn't have sex with him, so he found her. I was heart broken for a while, trust me. Although, now all of that old sadness, and hurt is replaced by bitterness and anger towards them and secretive boys.

Thats why I usually don't date guys as much, and there's no way in hell I could date Harry and him possibly being a criminal. Or is there?