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Don't

thats what you think

(Skys P.O.V)
as he grabbed us and sat us down, I screamed at him "what the hell' I screech
"were, were you going.
"none of you dam business" I sad confidently .
" and we were just leaving " I said
"umm no your not" said harry
"im not your friend, heck I don't even know you, c'mon em lets get out of here" as I sat up from the couch and walked out.
"god who the hell does he think he is" says emmaline
" I know its like, he thinks im his slave or something.
" I know, lets head over to the coffe shop, "ok" I say
as we walk in I see terriance.
I run up to him, "hey why haven't you called me?"
just then guess who walks in harry..
he quickly looks away ignoring me...
"what the hell, Teriance I actually liked you"
'c'mon said' emmailine he's not worth it, "yea your right"
as we walk to my house I drop of em.
she's the bestest friend eve ever had, well I've only had a couple but she's definitely the best. I walk up to my drive way and see my aunts car is gone. she must be out.
I then walk up the stairs and see harry, I gasp "oh my god" harry.
he just laughs whats wrong with you, you need to leave!! I say
"i wanted to see you...
"well I don't want to see you" I say
he thens walks over to me.
I start to back away but I back up against a wall.
he then pins his body on mine.
"let me go" I screech!!
he then started kissing me.
I manage to move my head.
and the I kick him as hard as possible. he just laughs
I franticly am squirming and kicking.
calm down he says im not going to rape you, geez
I just sit there he lets me go. I just kind of stare.
what the hell was that for.. I say quietly still scared
'I wanted to know what your lips felt like. he says coolly
what is that supposed to mean I screech!!
"don't you ever touch me again you hear me!!
he laughs.
oh my god its not funny I say.
"yea it is, your accent is killing me" he says laughing
I don't care. as try to unlock my door he comes up and grabs my waist.
see you later he says as he squeezes my but.. I turn around to hit him in the face but he's not there..
I sigh and head in to my house.
my accent inset funny. I have a new Orleans accent, as my aunt says. she thinks its funny to. I mean so what I say gumbo instead of soup and I talk with slang.. or do people think im weird.. I start to get self conscious.
im living in a place were every one has a British accent. well it doesn't matter it just makes me special, not weird..
I ponder as I walk up the stairs. as I get to the top I head straight to my room . and fall asleep
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I woke up to a pretty Sunday morning. I stretch and get on some skinny jeans. and a t-shirt that said boxer on it I was so excited today I got to start at the the new boxing place here. . I was so excited.
I went down stairs to see my aunt and this random dude passed out. I gasp
she promised she wouldn't do this again!! she promised. I storm over and poke her really hard.
"what the hell I say fuming"
"sweetie I don't give a dam what you think she slurs" before passing out again.
I just sit there.. fuming. I check my phone. today was boxing day. I've done it for a long time but, it was my first lesson here. at this new place as I open the front door the cold air blasts me wow its pretty chilly today . I walk for ever but ,I finally get there I take off my t-shirt and im in a sports bra. i did crunches and push ups and warmed up. i look over at the ring and a bunch off people are competing. i look at the guys and they looked easy i walked over and entered my self in they put me in and i look over, and guess who it is none other than harry him self clench my jaw. ive been waiting for this, this whistle blows. and he sits there."im not going to hurt you he said"
just then i punched him then slammed him on the ground winning.
"i bed you wish you did" i said
while he was lying in pain.
'you are the first person to beat Mr. styles." said the ref. i just smile and headed off
i was about to put my shirt back on when he slammed me on the ground on to a pole. witch took the air from my lungs. "what the hell was that he said" with the darkest eyes I've ever seen
"you know i cant hurt you, and you humiliated me" he said fuming
you just did i said. cringing in pain he saw my hurt face. and lifted me up "oh my god " he said im so sorry my back was throbbing. i looked ith mirrors on the walls and saw the biggest bruise ive ever had. he just sat there holding me i was in to much pain to protest, i spit out "get off" i slowly try to regain my balance but i fell. he picked me up bridal style. :put me down i can walk on my own" i say. "ok try" he said he put me down and i immediately fell. he then picked me up and i pushed away. "what do you have to be so god dam stubborn" he yelled. i just sat there in his arms as he sat me in his car. i crossed my arms over my chest and sat there.
"why are you boxing your to small" he said
"it doesn't matter if im small im good" I say
"well you Shure can punch but, you need to be careful your so tiny anyone could just..
never mind he says. the rest off the car ride was akward.. when we got to my house. he carried me up the stairs. and i handed him the key he unlocked it whistling. as he brought me up the stairs he looked around. as he got to my room he layed me down. "can you get the heating pad i say. "were is it" he exclaimed
" in the bathroom"
he then came out lifted the back off my top and started rubbing my back.
it felt good, but no
"is the heating pad on i said" franticly
he laughed.
"he then put it on my back. "wells thanks for hurting me i say" sassly
"look im sorry" i helped you so. my work here is done he then pecked me on the cheek
wich i rubbed off . he laughed "lock up and leave the keys" i said
then i drifted off to sleep