The Tweet That Changed His Life (Dark Harry)
Chapter 4
CHAPTER 4
POPPYS POV
I had to take over this situation; I didn’t want to become one of the easy whores that he can have whenever he wants. I held in my moan as he sucked on my sweet spot, moving my hands from his neck down his muscly back to the top of his jeans. He pushed me softly to the wall behind me, arms lifting my top up slightly for his hands to roam under my top. Before he could move his hands up from my stomach I pinched his bum making him gasp. I quickly flipped us around, now him being the one with his back against the wall. I grabbed his big hands from my waist holding them to his chest; he looked down at me in amusement with that stupid smirk on his face, especially since I’m like a head shorter than him.
“Hmm, I like it when a girl takes control, especially on top” his dimples popped out more with that stupid amazing smirk.
“What? Do you think I’m just another one of your sluts? Well sorry to disappoint you you’re not going to find that here.” I said suddenly, I couldn’t stand being taken advantage of. It sickened me that men thought that they were so much greater than us. I didn’t want to be in another relationship where I wasn’t equal.
He looked bewildered after my little tantrum, I needed to calm down before I exploded and did something I regret.
“No, babe, calm down” he said loosening his hands from my tight grip, moving his hands to massage my shoulders, my hands now resting on his chest.
“Don’t objectify me” I said tensing up again, my hands now grabbing his t-shirt in my fists. “We’ve only known each other for less than a day and all you want to do is get in my pants” a look of worry took over his face, making him start to panic.
“No, no it’s not like t-that, I uhm you’re a great girl who hasn’t gone goo goo over my f-fame a-and wanted to know m-me for me and no-ot for the famous Harry Styles, I just got carried away in the moment, I uhm like like y-you.” He rushed out saying; I didn’t remember any of what he said but the last words.
He liked me. HE LIKED ME. THE HARRY STYLES LIKED ME. What, no this was not happening, I don’t want to become famous because of him, I’ll get so much unwanted publicity, we can’t be in a relationship. Wait what who said I liked him, no I didn’t. Like he’s for sure gorgeous and really hot and sweet and he likes me and urgh his eyes make me just want to melt. Urgh who am I kidding, I have a crush on Harry, though very tiny and I can’t have him knowing that or his ego will defiantly go through the roof.
HARRYS POV
“Uh, uhm okay, your really sweet to Harry, but we hardly know each other, I don’t just go around hooking up with any guy” she said back rejecting me, she really brought me out of jerk mode with her little speech before and made me realise how much I do objectify women. I was using innocent girls, most of them were asking for it with their unnatural blond hair and fake tans.
But what do I look like to the public and most importantly my family, was I giving them a bad reputation for my man whore ways. I needed to become a one woman man; I need to fix myself up.
Poppy had really got to me; I wiped the smirk off my face and tilted her chin up so I could look in her eyes.
“I’m really sorry about before, I’m a man whore.” Her eyes rid of all the anger of before. “I-I need help” I stuttered, the tears rolling down my face as I fell into her arms burying my head into her neck. She hesitantly put her arms around me, comforting me rubbing my back soothing me. “I miss my mum, I can’t go see her as much anymore with this job, and I want to get to know you properly. Poppy Brown would you like to be my friend?” Both of our life’s had been stuffed around with and we were becoming different people, people we didn’t know, but an easier way of living, shutting out people’s emotions to make ourselves happy.
She pulled out of our embrace, wiping my tears with her soft hands then putting her hands on my biceps. “I would love to be your friend Harry” she said with watery eyes. I pulled her over with me to the couch “how bout we watch a movie”, she nodded and went over to the TV cabinet and grabbed a box filled with DVD’s.
“Pick anything” she said sitting down next to me on the couch, passing the box over to me.
POPPYS POV
I had made up with Harry and we were just going to be friends at the moment, though I don’t know how well this will go. I heard the familiar ring tone of my house phone.
“Be right back” I told harry, patting his head I heard him make some sound acknowledging me.
“Yelllllow” I said picking up the phone. I heard a shuffling on the other line before the familiarity of my brother’s voice.
“POPPPPPY!” he said.
“Brad? Oh my god it’s been so long” when I said Brads name I saw Harrys head whip around the back of the couch, what was he jealous?
“Poppy, I’ve picked a movie, hurry back I’m cold” Harry said.
“Well, I called to see how everything is but it seems to be good since there’s a boy in the background, who is it?” Jesus can’t I just have a normal conversation without there being someone trying to protect me, now I have two guys between me competing and warning each other off.
“Brad, that’s just my friend Harry, were having a movie night, don’t go all protective brother on me” I said to him ignoring Harry’s comment but saying brother a bit louder so Harry would get the point.
“Ok well I’ll be coming home in about 2 months, staying at yours. I’ll call back later; have fun, but not too much.”
“Ok Brad, bye now, love you”
“Love you too” he said before he hung up. I walked back over to the couch to see Harry had picked out Love Actually.
“Oooh Love Actually, I love this movie” grabbing it and putting it in the TV. I picked up a blanket on the way back to Harry. The blanket wasn’t the biggest so we had to bunch together a bit. As the ads went through we had small chit chat.
“So…Uhm where are your parents?”
“Well my parents are both business people, Mum should be back home later and Dad’s overseas somewhere for a meeting” he nodded his head. The movie had now started and Harry had put his arm around me bringing us closer together. What I didn’t know that Harry must watch this movie quite a lot because he was currently quoting that adorable opening speech about how love is everywhere in Heathrow Airport spoken by Hugh Grant.
“Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinions starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around.” My ear was left tingling, from him whispering the movie to me.
I think that might’ve just been the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to me, quite sad isn’t it that a simple speech out of a movie quoted by the guy next to me is the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to me. I didn’t say anything back to him but put my legs over his lap and cuddling into him more; he didn’t move my legs but put his free hand over my PJ covered legs.
One of my favourite lines was coming up in the movie and we quoted it together before bursting into giggles.
“Hiya kids. Here is an important message from your Uncle Bill. Don't buy drugs. Become a pop star, and they give you them for free.”
As I was rolling around on the couch, Harry’s hand slid to my bum and stealing my phone from my jean pocket, before he slid his hand back out of my pocket he gave my bum a playful squeeze. Do you really think he would stop flirting with me even if we were just friends, even though ‘just friends’ don’t cuddle like we were on the couch maybe we could just be really really good friends.
For some reason I don’t think this just friend status will be staying like it is for long. Coming out of my thoughts I looked over to see why harry had taken my phone, turns out he had stolen it to take selfies.
“Harry…Really?” he nodded his head and then grabbed me by the waist including me in the photos. After feeling like I was in a photo shoot, Harry had finally picked a photo he liked his hair in to put on instagram and twitter. It was of us, me smiling down blushing and Harry kissing my cheek. He also decided to put the one of him licking my face while I was looking disgusted into the camera.
We both turned our phones on silent facing down waiting for the twitter storm to calm down with those 2 photos uploaded. My mum had got home while we were picking pictures to upload and her and Harry had met, my mum falling for his charm in seconds. She even offered him a home cooked meal and to stay the night.
“I’m not even joking Harry, she loves you more than me, she was going to make me cook tonight” I said to him setting the table.
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After dinner we were both pretty tired after the big meal, and mum had already offered Harry my bed and was making me sleep in Brad’s room.
“Oh no Mrs Brown I’ll be fine on the couch no need to put Poppy on the couch” Harry said smiling at me sweetly. Thank god no one kicks me out of my bed.
“Why don’t you two just share then” she said smiling like she was up to something, she does know that we aren’t dating right, and weren’t parents supposed to be protective and not let you take boys up into your room and your bed.
“Yeah why don’t we just share Poppy” Harry said smirking at me, great she was just encouraging him.
“Urgh I’m only saying yes because I want my bed” I said stomping up the stairs.
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“Haaaaaaaaarrrry mooove ooover” he was squishing me, his heavy body plonked sideways over my stomach.
“This is a queen sized bed Harry, there is no need to sleep on me!” I gasped out to him, he weighed a ton. All he did was slide over me and shuffled so he was lying the right way and facing me. I gave him an angry look and crossed my arms and moving to lie on my back.
“Awwh baby please don’t be angry at me” he said to me slightly chuckling cuddling up to me, wrapping his leg around my waist and both his arms around my neck and snuggling his head into me. A shiver rolled through my body because of his lips resting on my neck.
--- (diary entry wrote later in the week)
To be perfectly honest with you...diary, I still can’t believe I’m going through with this but yeah it’s getting harder and harder every day to ignore my feelings for Harry. And since I’m spilling all my feelings’ lying with him in bed was the best thing I’d ever felt. In his sleeping state he reminded me of a little kid and looked unbelievably sweet, before we did go to sleep I did turn over to him and cuddle him back, and woke with a love bite that was a surprise to both of us. He wouldn’t stop apologising and had a cute blush on his cheeks that I won’t forget. His fans are now accepting me as a friend of Harry’s and just ask me questions, there’s a little bit of hate, but not enough to make me upset. Yesterday I Skype’d Harry’s mum with me and she was not convinced that we were just friends but did thank me for looking after her little baby in big ol’ London. It’s crazy to think that we’ve only be friends for about 2 weeks, but we’re so close, I guess that’s all for now diary,
- Night Poppy.xx
7/3/13