ON HOLD~ Scream / Harry Styles

The nineteenth

Harry Styles, 19
HS POV:

"And then what happened?" Jeremy called out, nudging me with his sharp elbow. My eyes darted to him as I tried to recall what I had last said to him... Oh yeah, I remember.

"Oh sorry, just zoned out... And then I said Sure whatever baby." I grinned and they all laughed and Kyle placed his hand firmly on my shoulder as he was almost to tears.

"And she believed you?!" He cried and I nodded as I joined their laughter.

"Girls are like that, you give them a gun with bullets and you tell her it's not loaded so she can shoot, and she will. They're weak and gullible, believe anything you say." I say and I shut my locker door as our group begin to walk to class.

I have a few friends... actually I have a lot. I am referred to being "popular" and "hot", so many girls say. Yet no one here is really anyone I can trust, I guess you're born alone and that's the way you'll die. Pretty deep, but true. No one understands me and no one ever will. Im alone, singular and forever will be.

And no girl will change that.
I've had enough of girls but I regularly have one night stands here and there.

"How would you rate Cassidy out of ten? I mean no one ever got into her pants, except you of course. Tell me what you did," Randy yelled from the back. He then had ran closely beside me, followed by a few other boys and I stopped as they curled in together.

"Out of ten? 8.5"

"Your best?"

"Not really, it was enough to tend to my needs."
They all sniggered.

"And what did you do?"

"I told her that she was-" I used some air quotations, "-The most prettiest girl I've ever laid eyes on and some other shit. Besides, she was already half drunk and I just sealed the deal for the night."

The boys whooped and jeered as I received several taps on the back, a sign of approval.

"Oohh, She's coming, Harry." I followed the direction of where his head was facing and there she was.

Cassidy was by far one of the prettiest girls I've fucked, hour-glass figure, perfect curves and thighs, but is she for me? No. She's notoriously known for being the "BJ machine". Yes, I was her first but I will definitely won't be her last.

"Watch and learn." I say and the guys all move away coolly as she walks up to me, her back towards the guys.

I automatically fake a smile as I put my hands around her lower back, inches away from her ass. She leans into me for a kiss but I dive and whisper in her ears instead. "Last night was great." And she giggles as she holds me closer into her, I clearly notice that this is an attempt to make me look at her breasts as she's wearing a deep-cut tight fitting T-shirt and pressing them against my chest and bloody hell, it's working.

I quickly look up and grin at the guys and mouth "Boobs" and they laugh quietly as they onlook of what I'm about to do next. I place my hands over her ass and give them a squeeze as she palms my dick discreetly. I'm surprised no one has noticed but I credit her for doing it so well.

"I want you now." I whisper into her ears and she quickly replies,

"Not now, in two days. I've got cheerleading practise tonight and I've got a trip tomorrow. " What a complete turn off.
I huff in annoyance and with that she leans forward but I turn my face and she kisses my cheek. She steps back and looks at me awkwardly.

"What?" I ask.

"Why won't you kiss me? I even tried last night and a few days before that."
Cassidy tilts her head slightly in confusion and I quickly think of something.

"I've just had cheese and onion crisps and... trust me babe, you don't want to be kissing these lips." I lie.

"Oh right!" She laughed. See? Gullible. "Anyways, I'll see you in two days!" Love you" she gave me a quick hug and walked away.

The word 'love' is so overrated. It's supposed to mean "strong affection" but now days, you say it for fun. For example, A cheating girlfriend says "I love you" and the boyfriend says it back. It's lost it's meaning. We should say "Like you" instead however it'd sound rather odd.

The boys run up to me and applaud me.
I raise my hands and smile. "It was nothing."

"You've done it again Styles, she'll keep you occupied for tonight.

"Not tonight-" I mimic her voice "-in two days because I've got cheerleading practise and some other shit I don't give two flying fucks about."

"Well maybe you should learn off me then, besides Leigh is with me." My fists automatically clench together and I feel my fingernails dig into my palm. I can recognise that voice in a split second. I turn around and walk closer to him.

"Well if it isn't Zayn Faggit?" The crowd laughs as my teeth also clench shut.

"It's Malik, how many times do I have to tell ya? Oh wait, I'm sorry, your tiny brain can't compute with valuable information like that because it's always full up with shit or your poor brain is working too hard to remember the amount of girls you've fucked. Am I'm right?"
The crowd laughs and I shout back at him,

"You've always got shit to say, do you revise your taunts the night before?"
The crowd shouts "Oooo" and wait for Zayn's reply, which happens in less than a second.

"At least I have a comeback because Leigh didn't come back at all!" The hall is filled with silence as those words sunk in, nobody had said anything for the past minute or so... until I took a deep breath and lunged forward.

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