Bad Reputation

//Chapter Twenty-Two//

"So what exactly are we doing today?"i said, popping on jumper, on top of my one shoulder baggy t-shirt, to match my sweats and converse.
"Well, actually, nothing, we have the day off,"he shrugged, as I nodded in agreement.
"I'll be back in a minute,"he said, breaking the silence then getting off the couch and going to the bedroom, then quickly retrieving a large black bag. It looked as if it had something in it, but at the top was a hanger, which Harry was holding it by.
"So em, do you wanna get some dinner tonight? I bought you, this?"he said, unzipping the black bag to reveal a blood red dress, with a gold zip between the chest area. I think Harry noticed my awing at the dress am quickly cleared his throat, waiting for an answer.
"Sure, but how much exactly was that dress?"i stated, shocked at how expensive it looked.
"Much less more than your worth, I could have got better, if you want something else,"he fussed, as I just shook my head and took the dress off him.
"I love it, it just looks so costly,"i gushed, holding the dress by the hanger.
"Good, now go hang it back up and then come back in here, I have some stuff for us to do, the new Grand Theft Auto came out and Louis went and stole four of them, I just happened to get one,"he smirked and kneeled next to the tv, connecting it up to the Xbox, as I scurried off and quickly hung the dress back up, then jogged back to the living room, to find that slouching on the floor leaning on one elbow then controlling the device with the other.
"I'm back,"i introduced, then he flicked his gaze at me, then handed me the console.
"Right, hold this button here, then hold the gear pedal, then this is for when you want to shoot people, and that is the excelarate the car,"he explained, taking his large hands into my small and fragile ones. He pushed the buttons with my fingers, even though he was still controlling them. He was now placed behind me, his arms wrapped around my sides, playing the game for me.
I couldn't help but feel a cage of butterflies erupt in my stomach, when his touch fell onto mine. It felt so right, yet so wrong. He never even liked me, he just needed another gang member that's all I was to him, just another part of the gang. His presence to me, was like he'd been there forever, like he had never left my side since I entered the world. It was the way he handled a woman, with care and as if they would break by a single word, like they were fragile like glass. But all I could wonder was how many girls did he do this to, apart from me.
Harry
I noticed Belle's frown appear on her face as I sat behind her. Was she unhappy I was sitting with her this way, or did she not enjoy my company. This girl makes me so confused. She acts all strong one minute then goes all lovey and weak at the knees the next. It's hard being a criminal, knowing that when any girl catches a glimpse of you and deeply thinks your gorgeous then they find out your Harry Styles, they run for the hills and never come back. But now I have found Belle, it's like none of the past happened. It's like we've been together forever. I just wish I had the guts to tell her I liked her, I wish it was so easy to. But I figured if I was going to tell her, the best place would be tonight, when I take her out on a date.
"Got it?"i said, handing her the controller, as she turned around looking at me with wide eyes.
"You didn't listen did you?"I laughed, as she looked at her hands, guilty.
"Sorry,"she mumbled, then sat the remote down and left, and went to the bedroom.
I sighed, then out the remotes away, then headed for the bedroom.
"Okay, what's wrong?"i sighed again, grabbing a cushion and flopping onto the bed, making her jump a little.
"Nothing, what makes you think of such things?"she spoke, raising an eyebrow.
"Your acting strange,"I concluded, as she sighed, knowing I knew that there was something up.
"Are you bothered that I used to cut?"she blurted, then widened her eyes at the anonymous question she said.
"Yeah, a lot,"i hinted, then laid down next to her, as she sat up leaning against the headboard with her legs in a basket. As she fiddled with a long strand of hair.
"Okay,"she sighed, then got ready to walk out before I grabbed her jumper making her turn around.
"What?"she said, looking down on me.
"There's something else, what is it?"i said, being truthful that I knew there was something on her mind, bothering her.
"Drop it Harry, there's nothing wrong,"she grumbled, then sat on the bed again.
"Obviously there is,"I said, annoying her, to make her burst and tell me everything.
"No there isn't!"she said, annoyance clear in her tone.
"Clearly,"i said, sarcasm present in my attitude.
"There isn't Harry! So stop right now,"she half-yelled, as I smirked at my accomplished mission. I can always make people angry, it's a talent.
"Just tell me,"i moaned, as she kept giving me the silent treatment.
"Only if you tell me where we're going later, when we are going out,"she reasoned, as I nodded then she sat closer and faced me more.
"Dinner,"i applied, then elbowed her, signalling for her to tell me her part of the deal.
"How many girls do you treat, the way you treat me?"she said, a frown appearing on my face instead of hers.
"None,"i shrugged, as she looked at me with a look of sure Harold, I believe you.
"The truth Styles,"she warned, as I raised my arms in the air, trying to prove I was innocent.
"I mean it, your the only girl who hasn't ran when you found out I was Harry styles,"i spoke, truth only coming out of my mouth.
"Yeah, cause if I ran you'd come after me,"she hinted, then quickly regretted what she said.
"So if I let you go, you'd run away? Leave me?"i draped, my straight expression now turning cold and tense.
"No, I wouldn't,"she said, playing with her hands, flicking her gaze to me a couple of times.
"Honest?"i gasped, as she nodded, as her face brung out a huge grin.
"Well, well,"i said, unbelievingly trusting her, as she just giggled in the background.

I stood up from the bed, then left to go to the kitchen.
"Harry!"she called after me but I had already arrived into the kitchen.
"Harry,"she said, running into the kitchen but immediately stopping at the door frame.
"Yes?"i said, popping a crisp in my mouth.
"Can I go, over to Perrie's?"she said,as my eyes widened, I didn't trust her this much to let her to to Zayn and Perrie's.
"No,"i simply replied.
"But why?"she begged, doing a puppy dog face.
"Because, I don't trust you enough,"i added, as she frowned.
"And anyway, we've got to go somewhere in about half an hour, so hurry up and get ready."i smiled, as she smiled tightly and walked off. But then she shuffled backwards and turned around again as I rested down my cup of water as she went to speak, then I used my hand to motion her on.
"Where are we going?"she sussed, raising an eyebrow.
"With the other lads, we're all going to be going on a mission, so I've got two bullet proof vests in the cupboard get get dressed, quickly,"i rushed and she scurried out away to the bedroom.

Today was the day, Belle's first proper mission, but the other one was different because the present mission today, has a high risk of death. We've lost people before, and I want her to train and be confident with a gun or even killing people.

"I'm ready Harry!"she shouted, as I smirked then ran to the bedroom.

To get ready for the mission.

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Hey guys!

So this is short, but I'm really sick and I'm off school today.

I feel so bad for leaving my bestfriend and I didn't have time to tell her I was off, so I texted her Mum.
Lol.

Thanks for reading.

I hope I get better, so I can write more chapters.

I hate COLDS!

Carly👃💨