The Tweet That Changed His Life (Dark Harry)

POPPYS POV

Waking up from someone’s foot kicking me, hello Emily! I slowly pulled myself out of the ridiculous sized bed for one, my feet burning from the ice cold wood. My stomach George talking to me, I went downstairs and got a glass of chocolate milk .I saw the headlines on the paper for the morning at the kitchen bench while having my breakfast. It had pictures of me and Harry. WAIT ME AND HARRY ON THE FRONT PAGE, pictures of us in the park, him walking me home, as well as his little scene outside of Em’s house. I read the article the fastest I’ve ever read anything and soon evaluated that the whole article was really stupid stating that I was Harry’s new girl and that he was cheating on Taylor Swift. After that shock, I was just eating my toast quietly when I got a text from Harry. I hadn’t expected him to text so soon or ever actually to be perfectly honest.

From Harry: Hey I was wondering if you would like a lift home from Emily’s.

Why would he want to drive me home? Maybe he’s being nice…really nice.

To: are you sure? I don’t live that far away.

From: I’m sure. I’m really bored

I checked my watch, bored at what 9 in the morning. My body had collected an annoying early body clock from my 10 o’clock lectures at university, what would a teenage boy be doing up so early? I decided to go ahead and ask.

To: what are you doing up so early?

From: couldn’t sleep L

To: that sucks, well can you get me in half an hour

From: yep! What car should I bring?

To: a Porsche haha

From: good choice, see you soon x

After I made plans with Harry, I went upstairs to say goodbye to Emily and pack my bag. I got changed into this grey oversized sweater with black tights and my unicorn slippers, I put my hair in a messy fishtail and applied a light layer of foundation and mascara on and waited for Harry to arrive.

The doorbell rung and I shouted out goodbye to Emily and opened the door to Harry.

He looked down to my slippers and started laughing,

“Shut up I know you wish you had them” I poked my tongue out at him, I closed the door and he grabbed my arm. We walked around the corner of the house to the driveway and I stopped, his car looked even better in person, I was seriously so jealous. “When I said a Porsche I didn’t actually think you would take it seriously” I said to him in disbelief. http://hollywoodboss.com/wp-content/plugins/RSSPoster_PRO/cache/5d244_article-2202697-14FF6BE3000005DC-755_634x346.jpg

He chuckled at my expression, I walked up to the car and slid my hand over the bonnet “URGHHH” I complained to him “I love this car so much Harry, I am actually beyond jealous of you”.

“Fan of cars, are you?” he said with an amused expression. Of course he would, he’s a billionaire.

“Yes! A huge one actually I helped my dad build and fix cars growing up since he’s a mechanic” he looked at me impressed and then opened the passenger door for me.

“Uh-uh” I said, gesturing him to sit in the passenger seat. “Can I please drive” I said pulling out the never failing puppy dog eyes slightly jumping on the balls of my feet.

“J-just don’t crash it ok” he said looking nervous handing over the keys with wide eyes; I kissed his cheek sliding my hand down from his shoulder grabbing the keys from his hand leaving him blushing, me squealing over to the driver’s seat. I hopped in smiling like a mad woman, breathe Poppy breathe. I put the keys in the ignition and revved the engine looking over at Harry “I LOVE YOU HARRY” I said screaming. He nervously laughed again; I put my arm behind Harry’s seat and looked behind my shoulder reversing out of the driveway slowly. I looked back over to his face; eyes closed fearing for the life of his car.

“Give me a break Harry, I’m not that bad at driving” as soon as he started to realise I was a fantastic driver and I wasn’t going to crash his baby he calmed down and rested his arm on the back of my seat, hand resting on my shoulder.

I thought as I was driving about the magazine article again and questioned Harry about it.

“Oh yeah that… I didn’t get in too much trouble for it you know a bit of a lecture about being more careful but…” he drawled out smiling big at me “I’m free of Taylor, WOOO.” He cheered as I drove up onto my driveway, his cheering stopped as we heard the terrible singing to our left on the lawn of my front yard. I turned the car off and pulled out the keys and chucked them on Harry’s lap while hitting my head on the steering wheel repeatedly saying “oh god, why me, whhhhhhyyyy” . I went to hit my head again but an arm stopped me “please love, stop, don’t hurt yourself” Harry said, I stared at him sadly.

“Sorry you have to witness this” I opened my door and joined the rather confused Harry around the front of the car. His arm wrapping around my shoulders bringing me closer to him and bringing me away from the threat that was Jared singing on my lawn staring up at my window confessing his love “Jared, please go home, I told you that we weren’t working out” with me speaking those words he looked over to me not realising Harry was there.

“Please please please take me back I love you, we’re meant to be, I didn’t mean what I did to you” Jared said falling to his knees, at Jared’s last words Harry’s arm moved down to my waist and tightened. I looked up to Harry, giving him a small smile. Jared finally realising there was another person with us looked at Harry’s hand on my waist following the arm to Harry. Jared glared at him, looking him up and down.

“Who is he?” Jared shouted at us, I flinched and felt Harry move me behind his body. Was Jared really that stupid Harry’s face is plastered everywhere through the streets with his band mates.

“SHE’S MINE” he screamed at Harry running up to him and throwing a punch, Jared’s fist connected with Harry’s face but he didn’t even flinch he reacted quickly and threw Jared to the ground, punching him. Jared pushed Harry off of him and ran away.

“OH MY GOD HARRY ARE YOU OK?!?!” I asked helping him off the ground and rushing him into the house. I grabbed a tea towel and wet it with water; I pulled a chair out from the kitchen table and got Harry to sit on it. I looked over his face to see that his lip had split open and he was forming a bruise around his left eye. “I’m so sorry for this Harry; Jared’s a crazy psychotic ex from my school, that won’t leave me alone.”

“You’re still in school?” He questioned, wincing when his lip moved.

“Yeah, I’m 17 turning 18 next month” I answered. He nodded staying quite, looking down, just looking down at the tiles, letting me wash up his face.

I scanned his face, light acne covering it; the bruise wouldn’t be leaving for at least a week. I carefully put the cloth to his lip, wiping the dried blood off softly. He wrapped his arms around my waist resting his hands on my hips as I stood between his legs. Every time I would skim over a sore part of his face he would wince carefully, squeezing my hips. I paused with the wet cloth looking to see that all the blood was off. I gently wiped the cloth over the rest of his face pushing his curls off his forehead. He eventually looked up, blessing me with the sight of his eyes. I was confused with his expression I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. It was like looking into green glass, completely and undeniably hypnotic and captivating, he could’ve asked me anything at that moment.

HARRYS POV

I looked up from the tiles to see Poppy already staring at me. I was past confused with what was happening. I firstly go to find her, then offer her the lift home, let her drive MY car, not even Louis is that lucky and now I’ve just punched that sad excuse of a boyfriend outside, though I know for sure I would be 100 times crazier if she broke up with me. Whoa- wai-what I’m not even dating her. I don’t like her like that, but she’s just so fascinating, enchanting, entrancing I could go on for days, I have to have her. What is she doing to me?

The truth is I think I may like her at the least, I have no idea, I’m really confused, god I need help, I sound crazy.

After I must’ve looked like a creep staring into her eyes for all that time while stuck in my thoughts. I realised the position we were in, rather suggestive if I say myself. I wrapped my arms around, circling her waist, grabbing the opposite sides of her hips giving them a playful pinch. A cheeky smirk had made its way onto my face, this could be fun. Could I make her squirm?

My arms now resting lazily on her lower back, hands holding onto her hips, I leant forward resting my chin on her stomach looking up at her chin, she dipped her head to look into my eyes.

“I’m really sorry for causing that scene out there…” I said. Why did I say that, I was trying to flirt. Urghhh stop it Harry get your head in the game. “I mean, I couldn’t leave a beautiful girl like you out there unprotected.” Shit, smooth real smooth.

“Hmm… beautiful? How so?” Poppy replied not a blush or shy glance away came from her. She stared right down into my eyes; no one can resist my charm. She has become a challenge, my challenge. I got up from my chair, now making her having to look up, I breathed out softly, my air brushing against her face.

“I’ll show you” I whispered my voice going raspy. I looked down to her pink lips, starting to slowly gravitate towards her lips. Why was she not reacting! Girls would be going crazy now, practically mauling my face off by now. Getting agitated, I leant down more our lips brushing as I decided to move down to her neck instead. One of my hands unwinding from her waist to push the hair around her neck back, getting a subtle wif of her perfume as I did so, her hands at my shoulders tensing, expecting her to be pushing me away she placed her small hands at the back of my neck twirling a curl between her fingers. No space being left between our bodies, I pressed my lips to an inch under her ear in the crevice between her neck and jaw. I pulled away licking my lips, to push them back onto a meaty part of her neck, starting to delicately suck.