naughty • {harry styles au}

~ventuno

HOLY SHIT, I JUST CAME BACK FROM GERMANY AND I HAVE 17,4K VIEWS!! 

this definitely made my day since i am sick and really really really tired. well, sorry for the long wait, i've had a lot of ideas for this story when i was in berlin and i'm sure y'all are going to love it!

*important note* --> wattpad deleted a part of chapter 19 (diciannove) and i just rewrote it, if you want to read it, it's the left part underneath the text messages

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Four times. Alexis counted for me since I passed out after the first punch. His fucking fist collided with my face four times on purpose.

After the fourth punch, two boys lifted the guy off me and pushed him into a corner to calm him. Callie (who actually showed up) tried to lift me upstairs to one of the bedrooms but even with some help from Alexis (so no help) they couldn´t manage to lift my body from the floor.

Eventually Damian came to the rescue and he helped Callie by lifting my upper body, leaving her to carry my legs. Of course something had to go wrong with Damian being drunk and high at the same time, I noticed that when I landed on the first floor with a loud thud which woke me up.

Without thanking Damian, I angrily crawled to the nearest bedroom and opened the door to the bathroom (that was inside of the bedroom)

I pulled myself up, crying out in fear when I saw Callie behind me in the mirror. Her hands on my shoulders tried to calm me but it didn´t even help one bit. With my heart still in my throat, I grab a towel and wet it with cold water. 

Callie tries to take the towel from me a few times but with the sentence 'I think I can manage to wipe my own face' my stubborn self managed to piss her off which leads to her leaving the building.

I try to clean myself up as good as possible but there are still bruises on my face that just keeps swelling on the side near my temple.

Harry is going to be so pissed off when he sees me. I'm already afraid of his reaction. Unless he won't see it.

I rub my back with my hands and fish my keys from my bra. I'm so ready to go home.

•••

I twist and turn in my bed but I just can't fall asleep. A very embarrassing idea pops into my head. I imagine a scenario in which Harry is the school's bad boy and I'm the innocent nerd who gets fucked very roughly by him. 

This scenario is such a turn on that it makes me come within minutes. With burning cheeks and wet fingers I quietly shuffle through the hallway to the bathroom. Thank god nobody is awake. I clean up and take my birth control pill that I see I forgot to take tonight. 

I nuzzle into my pillow and within minutes, I'm already asleep.

•••

The next morning I look even worse. Parts of my face are purple and some are blue. It looks horrible and it's really hard to cover with make-up. 

When I'm satisfied with the amount of makeup on my face, I step into my car and as usual, I'm an hour late. 

To avoid the attention on me for stepping into the classroom late, I just sit outside and wait for the class to be over. To pass time, I grab my lighter from my bag and light a cigarette and I slide it in between of my lips, inhaling deeply. 

After a while, I exhale and with watery eyes I watch the smoke vanish. I repeat this a few times until the cigarette is too small to hold and I crush it with my boots. 

"Damn what the hell happened to your face?" Crazy fucking Casey.

"None of your fucking business" I wipe my ass with my hands to make sure the sand isn't on my expensive skinny jeans anymore and I walk past her, bumping my shoulder against hers on my way. "Well, actually it is." Could that sound even bitchier?

"Excuse me?" The way Casey now laughs is the most goose bump erupting sound I've ever heard. "That's the nicest thing I've ever heard you say Jessie, I should be applauding for you." That only makes me raise my eyebrows at her.

"I lied to the police for you. I told them I stole from you and now you're free and I had to clean the whole city once I got out of the hospital. You should be thanking me." She fake smiles. 

"You didn't lie, you told them the truth, what? I'm so confused right now." I'm so lost. Casey actually stole from me and Damian and she tricked Alexis into doing some really bad shit, why is she telling me she lied to the police about that when it´s actually the truth..?

"You owe me." Are the last words she says. It's like she used magic, that's how fast she disappeared. 

•••

"Damn girl, you smell." Alexis pinches her nose. "I thought you were avoid me..?" I say annoyedly. "Oh right, you might have an STD, get out of my way." She opens her bag and hands me a tissue and hand sanitizer. "You can call me when you have proof that you don't have some kind of sickness." I sigh. Here we go again.

"Alexis, I took a test yesterday, I don't have an STD and best of all, I'm not pregnant if you're also interested in knowing that." I lie.

"Really?" She squints her left eye a little in disbelief. "Yes, but you can't tell anyone, I'm so embarrassed that I even had to take a test. I showed Harry the results and then we burned them together." A creepy smile appears on her face and it stays there the whole day. Wow, this bitch is stupid as fuck.

•••

Just when I crawled onto my bed and lay there sprawled out on my sheets, my phone (that's still in my bag in the living room) starts to ring. I groan and slam my pillow over my head. After six times of my phone starting its ringtone, I move my sore body to the living room in a quick jog which increases my breathing. "Hello." I answer without checking who is calling. "Jessie?" Harry sounds a bit unsure.

"What's up?" I ask, still out of breath
"I was going to ask if I could come over." 
"Ehhh, now is not a good time, I'm really tired and I have so much homework." I say quickly. He cannot come over, my face is still bruised and if he comes over I'll have to tell him about the party and the guy who beat me up.
"Alright, just call me if you need any help!" That sounds very convincing....
"Okay, bye!"

Now I'm really scared, shit!

•••

Just when I crawled onto my bed and lay there sprawled out on my sheets, my phone (that's still in my bag in the living room) starts to ring. I groan and slam my pillow over my head. After six times of my phone starting its ringtone, I move my sore body to the living room in a quick jog which increases my breathing. "Hello." I answer without checking who is calling. "Jessie?" Harry sounds a bit unsure.

Now I'm really scared, shit!

•••

I'm woken up by loud banging on my door, I pull my dad's shirt down a little and I rush to the front door with my heart in my throat. I look through the hole in the door and I sigh in relief when I see it is Harry. I open the door and Harry immediately storms in. 

"Where the fuck is he?!"

the a/n at the beginning of the chapter is from last friday, i wrote half of the chapter then but i just didn't feel like writing anymore i'm so sorry!

i'll update soon!

i love you all!

amy