Directorious

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Ariana's Pov

He continued starring though me as if i was an object, but of-course im unaffected by his glares. Or at least i tried to be. His eyes continue stalking my very movements as I walk over towards my bag.

Still protected by a blanket, grabbing myself clothes for coverage. A small skinny sparkling black dress is all i manage to find, So i begin to put it on, However i cant without removing the blanket, and of course i wont let him see me like this.

"Turn around" i order. I was serious Harry.

He just stands there leaning his back against the wall, with his arms folded grinning away.

Urrrh Why doesnt he just fuck off!

"Harry!" i increase my volume, Maybe hes turned deaf.

While my mind was forming creative excuses to why the first day of new year celebrated like this isnt as bad as it seems, he turns around. Still lightly chuckling to himself -__-

Harry's Pov

She doesn't tell me when shes done, so of course i turn around, there to discover her in a glamours black dress, How i love black sometimes , Sometimes, on Some people you know, it just suits them. Ok i must admit it shes completely got me in that, the way that dress tightly fits perfectly around her petite waist, the way her cute shimmering legs are exposed yet her chest and thighs are concealed within the fabic. the way the yellow lighting is highlighting her dark mysterious doll like eyes. they way her lips are slightly parted. Shes transformed into sucha mysterious; precious little thing,

"Ariana i ....."

I automatically pause. I dont no why.

"I need to talk to you...."

"about?" she asks clueless.

I dont even now what 'About'.

"I want to tell you that i....."

"I....."

"I what Harry.?.."

"You remembered my name?...." a big; large smile takes over my expressions.

Staring at her 'Durrh face.

"I .... i wanted to tell you.... uh ... i wanted to say that. ...."

Knock* Knock*

"Who the hell could that be", she turns around panicking, then looks down at her phone a message appears,

Sean: "Babe its me open the door"

Babe?

"Oh shit" she spits. Getting up instantly tiding up the bed, sorting her dress and hair out. she accidently bumps into me. Her eyes meet mine."Harry please hide". I hear. "Al-rite" is all i manage to say. I dont know why but my heart sinks instantly hearing my names from her lips after such a long time. i lock myself up in the bathroom, tird as i am i decide to take a little rest and sit down on the hard titled flooring. Even though i shouldnt be i decide to sit against the door, its easier to hear this way.

Ariana's Pov

Sean comes walking in casually. grabbing hold of me tightly. "You Know what i want right?" , "For New years" he talks in-between; creating a trail of kisses beneath my ear, making me feel all shakey, he begins slowly sliding down my pants, while taking over my face with his plumed lips, the smell of alcohol escapes through them. sensations takes over me, i now literally have no control over myself, and completely forget about our lanky 'guest' locked in the bathroom.

He exhales, "Babe ill just go and freshen up a bit and then we will continue were we left from" "Alright" i say without thinking, oh lord hes headed towards the bathroom, haven't cleaned up in there.

Wait Harry's in there Gosh. "Babe wait!" i shout. He turns around with a questionable expression. "I need a shit Ari" he laughs, urrh umm what the hell should i do now. "Uhh babe the toilet's blocked", "What?", "Yes its blocked, look i think you should leave right now ive got to...",

"Got to what... so your just asking me to leave, 'Great'" he sulks, turning around, "Sean..Sean!" he ignores me and exists.

leaving a condom pack dropped on the floor.

Before my eyes the bathroom door unlocks. My eyes are left feared by the way his anger is highlighted within his eyes, his fists are clenched his body is stiff. Plus he smells really bad, i don't dare say right now. he looks right through me i almost feel as if i am naked by his eyes beaming down upon me, he starts quickly closing the gab walking towards me, the more i step back the more he comes foreword. "Aa a arry" i stumble.

"Its Harry

Harry Styles".

"Do not ever call me that

Again".