Wanna Be Loved {h.s.}

Him

I stared out the window. The late California summer rain coming down harshly tapping against my window. The moving trucks outside roaring to life as it sped away from the house next door. I sighed. It seemed like only yesterday when me and my best friend Chloe were running through the front yard sprinklers as five year olds.

Just last week she had announced that she had been accepted to her dream college in Washington. Of course I felt so happy for her, but I had no one else but her as pathetic as it sounds. I had cried of course and made her to promise to call me everyday.

I had been trying to get a glimpse of my new neighbor but it didn't seem to work since the heavy rain kept my window from only seeing blurry figures outside.

I decided to step out of my shell a little go greet the neighbor. Hey, you know never know, they could be a very nice family.

Grabbing my coat off its' rack I ran outside putting my hood on. I could see my neighbor getting things out of his car from just standing on my porch.

He had these beautiful curls held by a bandana. His outfit seemed to just consist of black. His back muscles stretched as he turned around. Even from a few feet away, I locked eyes with his bright captivating green ones. I conflicted on saying something, just anything so that I wouldn't look like some creep.

"I-uh-I'm-" I began stuttering so softly. He quickly looked away completely ignoring me as if I was not there and stalked back into his house.

My heart beat rapidly. Dammit. Dammit. He probably thinks I'm some kind I stalker just standing there and watching him. I cursed at myself for not being confident enough. If Chloe were here, she would've ran right up and introduced herself.

After minutes of yelling at myself for being too shy, my stomach rumbled from not having lunch at work.

I quickly ran back in vowing to never go outside again.

I had decided to order pizza and just have a movie night.

It seems like I'm some lonely cat lady from someone else's perspective but I to be honest I have just been used to it.

It was 10 o'clock when I heard plenty of cars driving up next door. What the hell was going on? I jumped from the couch and peeped out my curtains. There seemed to be about an endless amount of cars parked up and down my street. Felling to tired to do anything, I went back to my movie.

It wasn't until 10 minutes later I heard music pounding next door. I peeked out my window again only to see that my new next door neighbor throwing a party.

Are you serious? At like 10?

This was when I suddenly felt confident. Maybe from my lack of sleep?

I marched out my door my anger seeping. I had to step over many drunk bodies and some weird green goo.

I stood in front of the door, conflicting on whether or not I should knock, or just storm in. I mean, it was a party right?

I had decided to just walk in only to find myself totally under dressed. There were girls in tight short dresses and giant stilettos grinding on drunk guys. The music pounding in my head. Totally not my scene.

My confidence dropped. Me in my pjs, just wasn't going to work.

As I was about to turn the doorknob something grabbed my waist. I squealed because I was surprised by the warm hands wrapping around me. The person pushed me towards to his chest with his hands holding me. I looked down blushing realizing I had not worn a bra.

Motherfucker.

"What do you think you're doing here." a raspy voice spoke into my ear. I felt tingles of energy all throughout my body.

"Um-um" I tried to speak pushing away from this stranger to face him.

As I turned around, I was met with the same captivating green eyes from earlier.

I took a deep breathe and in a shaky voice, "Look I just wanted to come by and and ask if you can just keep the volume down just a little?" I held up my fingers.

He chuckled. "And why do you think I would listen to you babydoll?" Glancing down at my chest smirking.

Ugh. So much for my guardian angel.

I felt a blush surrounding my cheeks. "Look, I just want some peace and quiet um-" I looked up silently asking for his name.

As if he understood, "Harry. Harry Styles"

"Yeah, um well as I was saying-" I stammered uncontrollably.

He crashed his lips onto mine.

I staggered back, clearly surprised. Memories came back from my past. The sickly lips forcing me to kiss him. "Kiss me." he demanded holding the knife near my adonomen.

Tears slipped out as I pushed Harry away remembering my awful god damned past.

I reached back and pulled the door handle as fast as I could and ran to my comforting home.