Riley's POV:

"This is your idea of fun?" Harry asked me with a smirk. I had a spare key since I taught there a few times a week. Whenever I'm feeling run down or need to think, this is where I run to. I had gotten changed while he went to the bathroom when we got here, so now I'm in my booty shorts, high socks and a tank.

"This is where I go when I need to relax." I said pulling out my iPod. So what if this is my kind of crazy? I'm not a wild child or anything, I'm just me. I walked over to the stereo and started scrolling through music.

"You're so weird." He chuckled sitting up against the wall. I dimmed the lights in the room to the stage lights and blasted the music so I couldn't hear him blabber. Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran came on, and I started moving to the music. I forgot that Harry was there and just danced my ass off. I threw all my emotions into it, stretched myself in ways I didn't even know I could and just put every little bit of myself into it.
The dance

I danced through a couple more songs like Skinny Love by Birdy, Ribs by Lorde and I finished with This is Gospel by Panic! At the Disco. I took a deep breath and glanced over at Harry who had his mouth dropped open.

"This is my idea of doing something crazy. Did you ever think you'd see me act like that?" I chuckled sliding against the wall next to him.

"I didn't know you had that in you... So much emotion." He said. "I was right."

"Right about what?" I chuckled turning to face him.

"You have a darkness about you." He smirked leaning in closer to me.

"I'm not dark..." I stuttered getting nervous.

"Yes you are, you just proved it to me. You're the school's sweetheart with a dark inside. Why don't you let that side of you show?" He asked me. I looked away and started playing with my hands nervously. I felt very uncomfortable because I never ever talk about my emotions with anyone. Isn't it better to keep everything bottled up inside?

"I don't let it show because... I don't know. I don't really think it's there." I admitted.

"It's there, trust me... and the dark you is so much hotter than the fake sunny one." He whispered in my ear, sending little chills through my body.

"Harry..." I giggled. I was about to pull away from our incredibly close contact, but as I did he rolled on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. I was so surprised and taken back but at the same time... I've never felt like this before. This kiss felt so wrong, but so right. It was like I've been longing for it, but I'm afraid of it. I returned the kiss and allowed access for his tongue inside my mouth, which shocked him as much as it did me because I felt his eyes flutter open at the response. He started pressing himself against me, making me feel so good. I thought back in my head though... what about Nick.

"Harry..." I said opening my mouth, but it came out as a moan. Did I really just moan in my dance studio?! He continued grinding himself against me, kissing up and down my neck until I couldn't take it anymore. "We can't do this." I sighed scooting upward.

"Yes we can." He smirked going back down to me, but I rejected.

"Harry, you know we can't do this." I sighed standing up and fixing my pony tail.

"And why not? Just let yourself live a little!" He groaned shaking his head.

"Why do you think you know me so well?!" I shouted with a little bit of anger.

"I know girls like you, Riley!" He replied shaking his head. "And a girl like you is going to go back to school on Monday and pretend as if they don't know me, right?" He raised his voice. I took a step back and sighed. "Right?!" He asked again.

"Right." I replied sternly. He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "Harry, what the hell do you want from me? To just give up everything I've worked for these past four years just to change who I am? That's bullshit!" I said.

"Why not, Zayn did it! And he's so much happier now!" He replied taking a step towards me.

"I don't think I'd be happier." I whispered softly. He looked at me with sad eyes and made a tsk tsk noise.

"You're miserable the way you are right now, and you don't even realize. You'll find out soon enough that the girl who has everything, actually has nothing. And I'll be here waiting when you do." He smirked heading out the door.

"Don't bother. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life. You'll see." I shouted after him. I breathed out a huff of air, not knowing if I was lying to myself or if it was true. Damn it he's messing with my mind so much, am I happy? I am happy! I think. Fuck.

We didn't speak the entire car ride home, just sat and listened to the rain fall on the windshield. When we finally pulled up the court, he finally spoke up.

"The day you finally crack, my gang will be waiting for you with open arms." He said warmly. I took a deep breath and sighed.

"I appreciate that, but don't count on it." I croaked out. He got out of the car and lit a cigarette, walking to his front porch.

When I got to my bedroom, I looked out the window and saw him sitting there waiting to see him. I slowly closed the blinds and peaked through as I watched him head into his house. Immediately when I laid in my bed, I thought about a lot of things.

Am I really happy? You kissed Harry you idiot. 'The day you finally crack.' I've lived a charmed life, why am I feeling this way? Maybe popularity isn't everything... but you've worked so hard to get where you are. Don't give it up now... even if you want to so badly.

I rested a pillow on my face and let out a small cry. I can't tell if Harry is right or not, but at this very moment in time... I feel empty inside.

Notes

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