Oh Why Did It Have To Be Him

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I causiously walked down the hallway with head phones in to block out the world. I tried to hide the love bites on my neck with my hair and foundation. I was already late for english i had my books close to my chest. My bully Harry Styles gave them to me in the locker room. I was almost to class when someone grabbed my waist and pushed up against the lockers. My books went flying across the floor. I quickly flinched and closed my eyes. When i opened them i was face to face with my bully, Harry. He was pressed up against me and as always had a cocky smile on.

"Harry get the fuck away just leave me alone you ass." I tried pushing him off of me but he hand his hands around my wrists.

"Where's the slut going now?" ugh his voice was low an deep it creeped me out that it sent shivers down my spine.

"English, now fuck off wait where are my manners, Fuck off please." I rolled my eyes to show him i was extremely annoyed but i was trying not to show that i was scared. That was the hardest part.

"Nah, I'd rather mess with you." He looked at me like i was some piece of meat it disgusted me.

"What do you mean....." I said trying to sound tough that didn't work ugh i was so mad at myself i probably sounded weak.

"Lets go have fun." Oh thats what he meant now im pissed. He just thinks im some whore. Well i'm not.

"Um im not a slut harry unlike most the girls YOU date." I said proudly. i gave myself a little pat on the back for finally standing up for myself.

"So you're jealous of who I date?" He said smirking at me.

"Not at all i actually feel bad for those hoes to be with a douche like you." I said wow i was on a roll i felt proud for once because Harry had already stolen it by the constant teasing.

"A douche?!" He said kind of angerly but sort of mocking me.

"Yup a total douche bag like you" I said finally braking from his grip.

"Yeah well it's better than being a known as a whore." I was very offended not that he called me it that i was known as a whore. I didn't feel to proud anymore i felt depressed again.

"I'm not a whore though... just because im on the cheer squad doesnt mean im a whore." I said almost in tears. I slumped against the lockers.

"That's not what people say." he said looking down at me. I felt so useless unwanted..

"What do they say...." I said as a tear rolled down my face.

"You should know you're the one that does it." He said with a tone that wasn't a tone at all it was just kind of bored.

"I don't do anything .........I'm still a Virgin.....wait fuck you didnt hear that..." I said quickly putting my face in my hands. I couldn't believe i told him that. Ugh im soo stupid.

"Virgin??" He said raising an eyebrow at me. I looked up shyly and met those piercing emerald eyes.

"Ye--ah..." I said shyly wipping away the tears and quickly looking down.

"It's cool, I like Virgins." He said layed back as he lifted up my chin so he could see my face. He pushed my hair back behind my ear and inspected my face for what felt like a century but was only like a second.

"Just because im a Virgin doesn't mean I'm gonna let you take that away I know that's the only reason you like Virgins.." I said as i pulled away.

"Virgins are fun, I can teach you things." He said raising his eyebrow and smirking.

"I'm good your still a douche to me." I said rolling my eyes.

"I'm sorry did I hurt your feelings?" He said in his usual jerky voice again.

"Yeah, all the times you've beat me up, called me names, and oh yeah i almost forgot how you practically raped me yesterday in the locker room." I said bluntly so he would get my point.

"Not my fault your hot." He said brushing off my comments like they were just like dust. I almost choked when he said that. Did he really mean it?

"You think im hot?"I said quietly.I felt my cheeks turn a bright red I quickly looked down and played with a button on my sweater so he wouldn't see it but he did.

"I made the slut blush." He said chuckling. I instantly got extremely mad.

"See your back to your douche self again." I said frowning. I was extremly pissed that he would do that.

"Don't be sad, I still think your hot." He said leaning down his face inches from mine. His soft pink lips slowly collided with my cheek. I suddenly felt a feeling I had never really felt before especially with Harry. When his lips connected with my cheek i felt a little spark it sent a chill down my spine. I'm surprised i didn't melt right there in my black converse with lyrics writen in pen all over them. But the thing is he didn't stay he just walked away...

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I changed this story a lot because it went to fast so i changed it hope you liked it im changing the other chapter too write now.

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