Innocent

Chapter 38

Taylor's POV

"No, I'm with Harry and I will not leave him for you" I immediately stand my ground and he smirks at me, "I'll get you anything else you need, but I'm not going to ever, ever be with you"

"Alrighty then. I had a feeling it would go this way" his grin remains and kicks at my crutch, making me fall to the ground. Harry stops playing with everyone and runs over to me. I squeeze my eyes in pain and Niall snaps into his innocent demeanor, "oh my god, Taylor! Are you okay?" He crouches down, "the way you taste like strawberries on his lips" his voice is quiet before Harry shows up

"Taylor, are you crazy?" he laughs, helping me up, "the grass is a little wet from the sprinklers, I think you should remain sitting" he quickly gives me a kiss on the cheek, "you smell nice" Harry winks and me and runs back to Louis and Austin.

"I have the pictures" he says just before he runs back out to the guys and starting up another game of soccer. Worry strikes me but he's got to be joking, right? Harry couldn't have sent him those pictures. They're private, really private. Maybe I have sent the 'pictures' to my boyfriend and he's reciprocated them back but I've never showed anyone. We just sent them when we missed each other and at that point we both needed something to get us through the night, but again, I have never showed anyone his dick pics; that would just be horrible of me.

But for him to show Niall and Louis mine, baffles me.

Niall and Harry are at a battle with each other towards the goal Austin is tending. Niall extends his leg out and trips Harry, sending him through the air, landing on his face, sliding on the grass. I quickly stand on my crutches and make my way across the field. Niall smiles at me and I roll my eye, "Harry, are you okay?"

Blood spills from his nose and he stands, smiling at me, "yeah, I'm good" he takes his shirt off, holding it to his nose, "it happens in soccer babe" he gives me a kiss on the cheek and I roll my eyes, going back over to my seats. Niall has already knocked me off my crutches and tripped Harry into a bloody nose.

The boys start up soccer and I walk over to the car, sitting in the back seat. I just want to get out of here. I'm tired of this stupid thing Niall is putting me through, whatever it is. I'm in every way pissed at Harry for sharing those details to Niall and even showed him pictures. The fucking pictures. He probably stares at them all the time. Pervert.

"Hey, what's going on" Austin hangs on the door and wipes his sweat from his forehead, "Harry think's something is going on with you"

"No, I'm fine, I just needed to elevate my leg"

"do you want to head back? I can call a taxi and you and me can order some Chinese and just hang out" he chuckles, sliding me over and sitting down next to me, "Harry has some skills out on the field yeah?"

"Yeah, he does" I pout and pick at my shirt, "can we just go back?"

"Of course, I'll let the guys know" Austin gives me a hug from the side and exits the car, running back to the guys. He quickly tells them that I'm going to catch a taxi and he runs to the street, hauling one. Harry jogs over but I ignore him, getting in the cab with my brother and heading to the penthouse. "Are you going to tell me what just happened?"

"Nope" I pop the p and he looks over at me, "should I order the Chinese now? So like, it's like there when we get there"

He chuckles and pays the taxi driver, helping me out of the car and we make our way over to the elevator, "looks like it's too late" he mentions as we walk into the penthouse, "I'll call them now" he pulls out his phone and I make my way to the couch, plopping down and going through my phone. I delete all the photos that Harry has sent to me and the ones I sent to him. I'm still mad at him and even more pissed at Niall to blackmail me into sleeping with him. He may be hot but I will never lay a hand on him.