It Girl [h.s] ON HOLD

Chapter 4

Riley's POV:

What did want to talk about I wondered. Harry bought himself and me a frappe.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked

"What happened Friday?"

"We had a party." I laughed

"No I meant what happened between you and I." he was serious

"You really don't remember do you?" he shook his head

"Will we drank a lot than we danced ,and the next thing i knew we were in the bed. That's all I can remember." I explained

"So, you and me huh?" Harry smirked.

"Don't get to full of yourself Styles." I giggled\

"Okay Riley since I have gotten in your pants tell me about you." He surprised me by asking.

"First off you just fingered me and what do you waant to know?" I asked nervously

"Your story , and your past." He answered

Harry's POV:

"My mom got a job transfer."She seemed a little taken back by my question. "How is it that a girl that looks so innocent is really bad?" "Ohh where do I start? I'll start with 10th grade." Riley began 

"Wow! 10th grade please do continue with your bad self." I chuckled

"Haha. I was not a very sweet and innocence teenager like you may think. I did stupid stuff that I'm not proud of." she says.

"Like what?" I asked

"My first year of high school I was kinda of tired being the same boring person no one talked to. I wanted people to remember me ,so I made friends with some kids not so great. I got in trouble a lot for doing drugs and going to Frat housed parties trying to be the life of the party. which I was." she explained

"Wait what grade were you in?"

"I was in 10th grade when I went to Frat houses parties and started drugs and drinking in 9th."Like I was saying. I kept getting into more and more trouble. drinking more and partying more. There was this one time when I was at a Frat house party ,in 10th grade, I had drunken way to much and this guy and me started talking and dancing ,like we did. He seemed like a nice guy ,so he asked me to come up stairs with him and me being me I didn't refused. So were in a random room when all of a sudden he startes hurting me. He started kissing me roughly and lifting up my shirt up , toughing me. You have no idea how worthless he made me feel." Riley was about to cry and I should have never asked her to tell the story.

Riley's POV:

Before the first tear hit my cheek Harry had me in his arms and I actually liked it so I snuggled my head in his chest.

"Riley, I'm sorry that happened to you and you are not a boring person ,but quite an interesting one. And if I ever saw this dickhead I would kill him for touching you." Harry said tried comforting

"Thanks Harry but I'm good really! It's just been a while since I've told that story.Its stupid really." I looked everywhere other than Harry's eyes.

"Its not stupid Riley! You basically got raped!" he said with anger in his voice.

"Can we talk about something else?" I try changes the topic.

"Yea , here follow me." Harry aggregated

We got in Harry's Range Rover and he started driving. "Where are we going?" I ask nervously. Harry didn't respond ,so I turned on the radio and Ed Sheeran's song "wake me up"

I started sing.

"I should ink my skin, with your name.

Take my passport out again,

and just replace it.

See I could do without a tan on my left hand,

where my fourth finger meets my knuckle.

And I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles."

Harry joined in and his voice was so beautiful. Before long we both were sing.

"'Cause maybe you're loveable,

and maybe you're my snowflake,

and your eyes turn from green to grey,

in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place.

And you should never cut your hair,

'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder, (mm)

And you will never know, just how beautiful you are to me,

but maybe I'm just in love when you wake me up.

And would you ever feel guilty? If you did the same to me.

Would you make me a cup of tea, to open my eyes in the right way?

And I know you love shrek, 'cause we've watched it twelve times.

But, maybe you're hoping for a fairy-tale too, and if your DVD breaks today,

You should've got a VCR, 'cause I never owned a blu-ray, true say.

And I've always been shit at computer games, and your brother always beats me,"

"You have a really pretty voice." Harry complimented me.

"Me. Ha thanks but I can't sing." I laughed 

"Whatever you say ,but I think you can." Harry pulled into a drive way and turned off the car. Harry just smiled getting out of the vehicle and walking over to open my door.

"So you brought me to your flat?" I asked "Yea." He replied

His flat was quite clean for a teenager boy. "Do you live here alone?"

"Yea, my mom and sister kicked me out because I was to much to handle." Harry explained taking his lip ring in between his teeth.

I nod.

"So have you spoken to them ?" I asked

"No I haven't talked to them still I was 16." He answered looking a bit hurt.

"We'll I think they wou..." Harry cut me off with his lips crashing into my lip. I loved the feel of the cold metal on my lips and how he demand control. Harry's hands started lifting the bottom of my shirt as we somehow ended up on the couch.

"Harry, we can't do this." I said trying to catch my breath. "Me and you are not that great of friends."

"But I want to." Harry said kiss me again and I kissed back.