Two Faced

After Harry left and disappeared into his room I ran into the shower then put on my outfit that consisted of a purple singlet, a woolly cardigan as it looked like it would be chilly today, jeggings and a pair of black angle boots. school outfit

Wanting to look reasonably presentable today I walked quickly over to my seat in front my long mirror and quickly put on some foundation, transparent press powder, a little bit of blush, mascara, and liquid eye liner and then my favourite raspberry bb lip balm. I then quickly curled my hair then pulled some of my hair from the front to the back holding it back with a brown clip.

Satisfied with my appearance I hurried downstairs and into the kitchen where Louis and Harry stood against the kitchen counters. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks as Harry’s eyes travelled all over my body till they reached my eyes. What was he doing to me? Why was I feeling like this now? Realising that he was eating a bowl of my cereal again I walked over him a snatched the bowl out of his grasp.
“Get your own breakfast styles.” I muttered.

He looked down at me and I realised how close we were, only a bowl of cereal between us. I met his eyes that were bright green and full of amusement.

“Why would I when this is so much more fun?”

Louis cleared his throat loudly. I forgot that he was there I stepped back hurriedly and went and sat down in the dining room. I got out my phone from my brown fake leather bag that banged my legs as it hung from my shoulder. I quickly scrolled through Instagram and Twitter while stuffing my cereal down my throat.

“You ready Jules?” Louis asked as he came through the dinning room to leave through the front door. I nodded and stood up to walk past him but he grabbed my upper arm.

“What’s going on with you and Harry?” Louis asked suspiciously

“What do you mean?” I said evenly though panic was building up inside of me. Had he found out? He clearly was suspicious.

“I saw what happened earlier.”

I felt my palms clam up. “What are you talking about Lou? He was just being his usual asshole self.” I said empathising on the world asshole.

Louis stern expression relaxed and he let go of my arm. “Sorry Jules you were both acting weirder then normal earlier.”

I pretended to look baffled, though it felt different earlier. It felt like our relationship was changing but was it just me?
Louis told me he’d meet me in the car and I nodded about to follow him when I felt Harry brush past me. He turned back to look at me. There was hurt in his eyes, they had changed back into the eyes from earlier this morning.
“Asshole huh?” he finally said looking at his shoes. While I stared at him in dismay. He had heard what I told Louis I realised. But didn't he realise that I was just covering us? Looking at him now I realised he didn’t.

“I guess I deserve that.” Harry said biting his lip.

“Harry-“

“I’m sorry Angel.” With that he left the house leaving me shocked in the door way.

After a minute of composing myself I ran outside to where it was raining and hoped into the car.

“You took your time.” Louis grumbled as he started the engine.

“Yeah sorry, I uh left something in my room.” I said fumbling for an excuse. Though it was true I had left something behind, my Harry the one sitting diagonally across from me had green hard eyes that would soon loosen to tease me or embarrass me.

When we got to school Louis reminded me and about the Friday night party. I nodded. I tried looking at Harry but he was already occupied with Nicole who was stroking his arm flirtatiously. He wasn't returning any affection in return but he wasn't rejecting her either. He was just staring stonily ahead. Trying to squash down the hurt that I was for some reason now feeling I deliberately brushed Harry’s shoulder only it hurt me more than it did anything to him. I winced and held my shoulder. As I walked through the main building to get to my locker I wondered why I was feeling this way. Harry had fucked loads of girls before and I knew about most of them as that’s what most of the girls gossiped about on a Monday morning. Why was I feeling this jealousy? Was I jealous?
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The day passed by in mind state blur. All I could think about was Harry. Usually after one of my nightmares they’re all I can think about for the next few days but all I can think about is Harry. Finally the bell went for the end of the day and I said bye to El telling her I would see her later at the party. She nodded and waved and I hurried quickly out of the school building towards the ice rink that they had at the school as our ice hockey team was one of the best teams in England. I walked through to the stands where I sat near the back so they wouldn’t notice me or the coach wouldn't notice me as he would for sure kick me out.
I tried looking for Harry who I immediately found. His thick curls where bouncing back as he glided across the rink going in for a shot at the goals. His face was full of concentration throughout the entire scratch match though it seemed as though gliding across the rink was second nature for him. They soon wrapped up the game and the coach sent the team into the changing rooms. I took that as my silent cue to leave and I went to me Louis and Harry outside.

They took forever but they were accompanied by 3 other guys Niall Horan and Zayn Malik who I had met at every single party we had held. They broke away from the other guys and waked over to me.

“Did you watch?” Harry asked coldly, his eyes not meeting mine.

Slightly shocked on how fast his mood had changed I ignored the pain that was traveling through my chest to my throat that would soon stop me being able to talk.

“Umm yeah.” I stammered nervously. Why was I nervous? Why was I stammering? Why was it such a blow he had went back to talking to me coldly?

Louis shocked me a confuse look, this is usually when I reply with a snarky comment. But for once I had nothing.

I walked ahead of the two boys and leant against the car till I saw the familiar flash of the car doors being un-locked. I slid into the back seat and avoided Harry’s gaze in the wing mirror. I said nothing the entire ride home and when I got home I went straight to my room and slammed it shut. The party wouldn't start in full swing till 8:00 so I still had 5 hours to kill before it started so I decided to get started on the homework that was slowly pilling up.

PARTY TIME

It was an hour into the party and I could hear the party in full swing downstairs. The music was booming through my floor. I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. Last night, earlier this morning and before we went to school. So many emotions that I couldn't comprehend. I just wanted to let loose. I climbed off my bed and walked over to my closet.
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I couldn’t believe my reflection in the mirror. Usually I just wore jeans to Louis and Harry’s parties but I was sick of being the girl who sat back and watched Harry take girls then come back to me later that night to hold me close to him. Tonight it would be a whole lot of new firsts and this white dress was bound to do the trick.
Dress
hair and make up
My hair was straightened and pulled back in to a bun. Loose strands framed my face. My make-up was bright red lips, golden eye shadow, mascara and eye liner and my usual face make up of bb cream foundation, press powder and blush.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror once more and wondered if this was the right thing to do I had never worn anything this tight. I wondered what Harry would think before I quickly scolded myself. Tonight wasn’t about him. You were going to get your first drink, get hammered and go with the flow, something I had never done before.

I went down the stairs after locking my door so I wouldn’t have anyone doing it on my bed. I had to squeeze past couples who were making out on the staircase and I couldn’t stop the image forming in my mind if one of them fell! As I walked through the crowds towards the kitchen I spotted Louis, or rather he spotted me. He was standing with Zayn and Niall all of them were holding a beer. His eyes widened as he looked at me.

“No way change!” he demanded pointing back upstairs.

I laughed and shook my head.

“Julia!” he said in his brotherly warning tone. I just grinned and walked into the living room where there seemed to be a lot of grinders with a few innocent dancers in the mix. I spotted El and Joseph on the floor so I weaved through the crowd to meet them.

“Oh My Gosh!” El stopped dancing and just stared at me. “I didn’t even know you had this dress!”

I laughed and looked over at Joseph who was just staring at me. It was making me feel uncomfortable and I naturally shifted towards El. “I’m going to go and get a drink.” I shouted at El.

She nodded enthusiastically and held out 2 thumbs up. I wasn’t kidding when I said I didn’t do this. I walked over to the kitchen where I knew we kept the vodka shots and beers.

“Angel?” A voice asked.

I turned and saw Harry staring. It wasn’t making me feel uncomfortable but embarrassed but then pleased. See I told you, too many emotions to comprehend.

He took a step closer to me while I just stared at him. He was wearing a white shirt that had a sort of pattern on it with the top buttons undone letting me see his chest a bit, black skinny jeans and boots. (A/N he’s basically wearing what he wore in the Best Song Ever video because let’s face it he was as hot as fuck in that.)

“You look beautiful.” He whispered in my ear.

I felt my voice get caught in my throat as I tried to speak.

“In fact.” He said whispering in my ear again as his hands wrapped around my hips. “I will have to keep an eye on you all night so no guy puts his hands on you.”

My heart was banging against my chest as I felt his curls brush my cheek. “You don’t have to do that.” I muttered though I knew he could hear me.

He pulled me roughly to him so I fell against his chest. His hands wrapped around my neck and clenched his shirt in my fist as he leant closer.

“Do you want anyone else to touch you?” His eyes flashing dangerously.

I shook my head. “No.” I stuttered.

“Good.” He breathed. He then let go of my neck and walked away leaving my in a rather speechless stance. I walked into the kitchen where there were vodka shot trays and took it to El to share.

We drowned all 10 shots in the space of 5 minutes and I was feeling a high buzz and was grinning like a mad women which was what I was really.

“I’m to get some more.” I slurred over the music. I stumbled towards the kitchen and giggled when I saw the shots.

“Oh Juliaaa.” A horrible voice called.

I turned and saw Nicole lying down topless with only her bra on. There were guys surrounding her doing body shots. I looked at her in disgust.

“What.” I said stumbling a bit. I grabbed the tray and stumbled to the living room where El and I drowned even more shots. We had now ditched the drinks and were dancing. El had found some guy to grind with but I just did my version of dancing which was moving my arms to the music while bending my knees.

A pair of hands wrapped around my waist. I stiffened at first then realising that it was probably Harry I relaxed.

“Good girl.” An unfamiliar voice said huskily in my ear. He started moving hips on his hardened cock. He groaned and started moving his cock against my butt. This wasn’t Harry. I didn’t want this.

“Let go of me.” I said half paniced as I tried to wriggle out of his grip which only encouraged him more. The memories of my father was coming back.

“Let go of me!” I shouted as I tried to push his hands off my waist. The effects of the alcohol was wearing off now. Tears had started to roll down my cheeks

“Oh don’t be like that babe.” He whispered as he clenched my waist harder, making me wince. Panic and dread filled me.

“She said to get off her!” A voice shouted angrily as I felt the man’s presence disappear I turned and saw Harry. He looked as angry as the day when he and Louis came home to see what my father was doing to me.

The guy backed up nervously against the wall cowering under Harry’s angry stare.

“Dude I’m sorry I thought she wanted it.”

Harry swung his fist and it connected with his nose making it explode with blood. “She’ll never want you.” He said up close to his face.

“Leave!” he said quietly but in a way that would make anyone piss their pants in fear. The guy scurried off.

Tears were still rolling down my cheeks as Harry turned around. His angry eyes softened and his angry tense lips went into a frown. He walked over to me and bought his hands up to my neck he rested his forehead against mine. “Its ok Angel.” He said soothingly.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” I backed out of his grasp and ran up the stairs, unlocked my door and ran into my ensuite bathroom. I collapsed in front of the toilet as I vomited.
I felt two cool hands brush my loose strands out of my face. “Its ok Angel.” Harry said soothingly. I sat down after I flushed the toilet.

“I’m sorry you had to see that.” I muttered embarrassed.

“You’ve got nothing to apologise for Angel.”

“Thank you.”

“What for?” he asked his forehead creasing between the eyebrows to signal he was confused.

“For being there tonight, for being there last night and for the past how many other nights.”

He moved closer and brushed another hair out of my face. “I wouldn’t have it any other way Angel.”
My heart was beating so fast, he was so close. I moved my head down when I realised I probably had vomit breath.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked.

“My breath smells of puke.” I admitted embarrassed.

To my surprise his face stretched into a large grin as laughter shook his body.

He went up and kissed my forehead and I gasped as his lips lingered on my forehead longer.

He laughed.

“Um, maybe I could shower and brush my teeth?”

Still smiling his green eyes were full of light. “Ok Angel I’ll be waiting.” He stood up and left the bathroom. I stood up and walked over to the sink and straight away brushed my teeth removing all of the yukiness of the past 2 hours. I then removed all my make up. My dress was a zip on at the back and I could zip it up ok but as I was all sweaty it was proving more difficult. I looked over at the door that led to my bedroom. I shrugged and realised I had nothing to lose.

“Uh Harry?” I asked nervously as I walked towards the bed where he was laying casualy with all of his buttons on his shirt opened to reveal his abs and his tattoos.

“Like what you see Angel?” Harry asked cheekily grinning ear to ear.

“Could you unzip me?” I asked choosing to ignore his comment as I would either have to lie or tell the truth which could lead to more humiliation.

His expression went serious as he sat up on the edge of the bed till he stood up in front of me. He gently took my hips and spun me round so my back was to him. I could feel my breath hitch as I realised how close he was, practically shirtless…

His fingers brushed my neck as he pulled down the zipper. He ran his hand down my spine.

“Better?” he whispered.

I couldn’t speak or comprehend a sentence so I just nervously nodded.

“Do you want help with the rest of the dress?”

I couldn’t believe it but I nodded slightly.

I felt his breath quicken as his hands brushed m thighs as he went to the hem of the dress. He shimmied it up slowly up my legs, stomach till he told me to lift my arms up. The dress then came off in one quick movement. He chucked it to the side. I was frozen to the spot. He took my bare hips on his hands as turned my back round to face him. I tried to cover up with my arms but he gently pulled them aside to my sides.

“Never cover up around me Angel you’re too beautiful.”

“I’m going to uh- um go and um shower uh yeah.” I stuttered. I turn and ran out of his grip to the bathroom. I looked back before I shut the door and saw that Harry was looking greedily at me. Blushing slightly or a lot I shut the door, striped down completely and stepped into the cool jets of water.

When I got out it was like I had washed the remains of alcohol away. Realising I didn’t bring any pyjamas with me I only had a white fluffy towel. Taking a deep breath I wrapped it tightly around me and hurried out to my closet.

I looked over at Harry who was staring at me.

I raised my eye brows as to say, ‘what?’

He shrugged and grinned at me but continued to look. I grabbed my black pyjama shorts and a loose cotton white crop top that I used as pyjamas. I then went back into the bathroom and changed. I then left and walked out to the bedroom. I made my way to the bed where Harry lay completely shirtless in his usual grey trackies. I grabbed my hairbrush from side table and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Harry raised his eyes at me. “What are you doing? Come here.” He gestured to the spot next him.

Each beat of my heart felt like a pounding against my chest.

“Let me do that.” Harry said taking the brush. I shivered as the brush was pulled through my hair.

“You’re so beautiful.” Harry muttered. “It’s hardly fair.”

I turned around so I was sitting in front of him. I knelt up on my knees.

“You’re beautiful as well.” I said brushing a hand through his curls. He closed his eyes.

“Guys aren’t beautiful Angel.”

“I know.” I whispered, “But you are.”

He opened his eyes and gathered me in his lap. I didn’t know where to put my hands. He seemed to sense nervousness and place my hands on his neck. His arms went around my waist.

“What are we Angel?” He muttered leaning his forehead in.

“What do you want us to be?” I replied in a nervous whisper.

“I want you to be mine.” He said with conviction.

I was surprised. “Why?” I breathed running my arm up and down his biceps.

“Mmm.” He murmured shutting his eyes.

I stopped what I was doing.

“Don’t stop.”

“Do you like it?” I asked startled.

He nodded.

“Why do I want you to be mine?” He repeated.

I nodded. I was confused why would he when he could anyone?

“Because you’re you.”

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?” I asked embarrassed.

He smiled. “Yeah.”

“I’m such a goof.”

Harry laughed rocking backwards and forwards. My knees slipped and I was straddling his lap but it just felt right.

“I want to be with you because you’re amazing, your kind, caring, funny, beautiful, you’re the only girl who actually knows me.” He paused looking into my eyes. “You make me feel different then anyone else. Here feel my heart.” He took my hand and placed it over his heart that was beating as fast as mine.

“It feels like mine.” I whispered lifting his hand and placing it over my pounding heart.
“I want you Angel and I have for a while.”

And I knew I wanted him too.

“I want you too.”
“Really?” he asked smiling in disbelief.

“Its not that big of a surprise.” Isaid caressing his cheek. “All the girls want you.”

“But you know the only girl I want is in this room, in my arms.”

My heart fluttered.

He leant his forehead against mine keeping his green eyes open. I couldn’t my eyes of his lips. They were pink and plump.

He leant forward and soon our lips crashed together. His arms went tighter around my waist and my hands tangled in his brown hair tugging at the curls. He moaned. I fell into him so my body was rested up against his chest. He groaned and flipped us over. His hands travelled down to my thigh and pulled it up against his waist. Knowing what he wanted I locked both of my legs around his back. Our lips moved against each other biting and tugging at each other lips. His tongue swept against my lips asking for entrance. I tried to refuse him entrance.

“You’re killing me Angel.” He murmured against my lips.

I swept my tongue through his and we fought for domince which of course Harry won. I groaned against his mouth as his swept expediently through. I arched my back to meet his lips again.

“Julia!? Julia?! You in there? Why’s the door locked?” Louis voice shouted as he pounded at the door.

We broke the kiss and I tried not to laugh. “I’m asleep Louis!” I yelled back.

Harry started to kiss along my jaw down to my neck.

I tried to hold in a moan and bit my lower lip.

“Oh sorry.” Louis said. He’s not sorry.

“Do you know where Harry is?” he asked.

I looked Harry who shook his head. I gave him a rather sappy wiethering look, as if I would tell Louis that Harry’s lying on top of me kissing my neck.

“No.” I replied shakily as Harry found my sweet spot and started to gently nip and bite at it. I gripped the back of Harry’s neck clutching at his curls.

“Ok. Julia is anyone in there?” Louis voice turned angry and protective.

I tried to sound confused. “What are you talking about Louis? Go away and let me sleep.”

“Right sorry Jules. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah see you.”

“Your evil.” I told Harry as he pulled away from my neck and blew on the spot he nipped at.

I moaned as his lips reconnected with mine.

He groaned and pulled away from my lips. “We better get some sleep.” He sounded a bit regretful.

I nodded and he reached out to turn out the lamp. His torso stretched. I ran my hand up slowly.

He moaned and collapsed next to me. I laughed and he pulled me to him so my head was resting under his head. One arm was wrapped around me while his other had pulled my thigh across his stomach. I accidently brushed my foot over his crotch. It was hard and er well big. I looked up at him and he was grimacing.

“That’s what you do to me.” He explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Do you wanto go and sort it out? It looks painful?” I offered only grinning a lottle.

“I’ll be right back.” He said as I slipped off his chest.

I laughed as he hurried off to the bathroom.

When he came back he hopped back behind me and pulled me to him so I was under his chin with him spooning me. He wrapped his arm around me and he grabbed my hand in his. I squeezed it back gently and went to sleep with a grin on my face, feeling happier then I had done in a while.

Notes

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