Trust {Harry Styles}

Janitor's Closet

THE NEXT MORNING

Lily's POV

When I woke up that morning I instantly felt awful.

I had a horrible headache and my stomach felt horrendous.

I slowly got myself ready for my second day at my new high school and quickly ran out the door expecting Liam to be waiting for me in his car. However, at that moment I remembered the fight Liam and I had last night.

His car was already gone and my parents were already at work, so how was I supposed to get to school?

I'm sure the bus came already considering there's only ten minutes until the warning bell will ring. So I decided to take a chance and call Niall really quickly.

"Hello?" Niall answered.

"H-hi Niall. Uhm, it's Lily... I was wondering if you could pick me up? I have no ride to school..." I trailed off.

"Yeah I was just about to leave my house anyways. Be there in a few."

"Thank you so much, Niall."

"Anytime, love." he said before he hung up.

A few minutes later, Niall's blue Mustang pulled up into my driveway. We exchanged our 'hellos' and sped off to school.

When we walked into school we were greeted with strange looks. I heard some people whispering saying,

"I heard that girl slept with Harry last night."

"She did it with Niall and then ditched him for Harry at the party last night."

"Harry's telling everyone how she was last night, and I heard she wasn't that great."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Harry's telling people I slept with him? How do people even get ideas like these?

I guess Niall heard them too because he whispered in my ear, "Don't listen to them, they're just stupid rumors."

I nodded in response and made my way toward our lockers. When I got to my locker I immediately noticed Harry leaning against it, blocking me from opening it.

"Excuse me." I said quietly.

"I need to talk to you, Lily."

"C-can I get my stuff out of my locker first-"

"No. Let's go. I know of a private place." He pulled my arm and dragged me into what looked like a janitor's closet.

He stared at me for a few seconds before I finally spoke up, "Yes?"

"What did Liam tell you last night?" He almost seemed paranoid.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"I mean, what the fuck did Liam tell you after the party last night?" He raised his voice.

"N-nothing." I stuttered. "We're not exactly talking at the moment either. We had an argument last night." I don't know why I told him this but I guess the words just spilled out of my mouth.

Harry laughed sarcastically, "Yeah, sure. Whatever. If you're not going to tell me I won't push it seeing that it's a waste of my fucking energy and time."

I gulped nervously and tried to get out of the situation as fast as I could.

"Is that all? M-may I leave?" Oh god, the stuttering is real.

"I guess." He stared at me with a blank face.

"Um you're like, kind of, blocking the exit." I spoke, timidly.

He sighed annoyingly, "I'm aware of that, Lily Warner."

"Oh."

In the blink of an eye, I was pushed up against the wall with my hands trapped above my head, and my heart beating a hundred times a minute.

Harry licked his lips as if I were his prey that he was about to kill. I gasped when his his right hand pulled my small waist forward so he could reach me easier.

"I want you so bad, Lily." He breathed.

I had no idea how to respond so I kept my mouth clamped shut. He placed his warm lips over mine ever so slightly, waiting for my reaction. When I involuntarily leaned in, he immediately took the opportunity to full on kiss me.

His lips worked against mine perfectly. I've never felt anything like this before, but I knew I didn't want the feeling to stop. After a little while, he slid his tongue along my bottom lip asking for entrance. I didn't know what to do so I stood frozen but Harry eventually figured out that he needed to force his way in.

His tongue massaged into mine and worked it's way around my entire mouth, simply exploring.

Meanwhile, his hands were also exploring my body. He raised my shirt up a bit a rubbed small circles into my stomach, making me lightly giggle.

Harry stopped his actions and gave me a confused look.

"S-sorry, I'm a little ticklish." I admitted. Why the hell am I so awkward?

He just chuckled in response and said, "You are something else, Warner."

I lightly smiled and took a small step away from him so we weren't as close anymore.

I found it hard to find my voice after what just happened, but I managed to quietly say, "We should go now."

"Yeah, follow me." He instructed.

I nodded and waited for him to exit the small closet. As he was about to twist the doorknob, a loud knock was heard from the other side.

"I know you're in there Styles! Get the fuck out now."

"Shit." Harry muttered under his breath. "You need to stay hidden in here, alright? Don't follow me. Don't come out until you hear that I'm completely gone, got it?"

"Y-yes." I choked out.

Harry nodded and waited for me to hide behind one of the garbage cans in the closet before he opened the door and was greeted by the last person I'd hoped it was.

Ashley.

"There you are! Why were you in there?" She questioned.

"I was uh-" Harry started.

"Jerking off? I figured. C'mon babe, you know I can help you with that kind of stuff. All you need to do is find me." She smirked.

"I wasn't fucking jerking off Ashley." He growled. "I have to go, why don't you go hangout with Liam?" He smirked back.

"Liam's boring as fuck. All he does is kiss me and talk about his ugly stepsister all the time. He wouldn't even go to the bedroom last night with me when he was drunk! Talk about prude..." She sneered. "I'd rather get back together with you, Harry." She pulled on his v-neck.

He pushed her away, "No way. I gave you a chance." He said as he made a disgusted face.

"That's a complete lie! You used me for your stupid school record!-"

I watched as Harry cut her off by smashing his lips against hers. She reacted by combing her fingers through his hair and he grabbed her butt.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of hurt and jealousy in my chest, but that's when I realized that Harry's just a player. He's using me for his own needs. No, not just me, but every other girl he can get his hands on. And I refuse to be one of those girls.

I made sure to make a loud noise when I knocked over the garbage can to reveal my hiding place.

They both turned around and looked surprised.

Ashley was the first the speak up, "You were in the janitor's closet with HER?" She laughed. "That's a new low even for YOU, Harry!"

When I looked at Harry, he appeared to be beyond pissed. Probably because I didn't listen to his orders, but I didn't care. I was beyond angry aswell.

I walked over to him and harshly slapped him across his face, making sure to leave some sort of mark. Then, I walked away leaving a surprised Ashley, and a hurt looking Harry.