Lie To Me (A 1D Fanfiction) 14+

Molly is used to male admirers, she's not used to stalkers. And when she meets Harry Styles, things get even more complicated...


17. Chapter 17


Harry lay in bed staring at the ceiling, he kept thinking about how understanding Molly was. He hadn’t been with anyone for just over a year because of this, Cassie killed herself… so young and so beautiful, he didn’t deserve to be happy when she had died. Every time he closed his eyes he saw her face, but not smiling and happy, she was cold. Her eyes rolled back into her head and body limp.

Then he thought of Molly, her soft lips pressed against his, her warm hands gently touching his face… he wasn’t going to lie, he wanted her.

”Zayn, Zayn … you awake?”

”Hmm,” Zayn mumbled sleepily.

”I’m just popping out, okay?” Harry asked quietly.


”I’m so glad you’re so easy to talk to, it makes days like this more tolerable,” Harry added sarcastically, he dragged himself from his bed and pushed on his slip on Vans.

“I bought it off Ebay,”

Harry looked around the room confused before putting it down to sleep talking; he grabbed his jacket and pulled it on before heading out of the room. “See you then,”

”Four quid,” Zayn mumbled.

Harry chuckled heading down the corridor, he stood opposite the dorm room door and sighed inwardly, he glanced down at his wrist watch, 3am. Well… she did say if he ever needed her she was there.

Impulsively, Harry drummed his fingers lightly on the door. He didn’t want to wake them but at the same time he wanted to.

Within a few seconds the door opened and Molly looked up at him confused, she squinted as the artificial light hurt her eyes. “Harry what are yo-“ He silenced her with a kiss.
At first it was hesitant and slow but as he grew more comfortable with her standing wrapped in his arms, he kissed her hungrily running his fingers through her soft blonde hair.







“We should start heading back… it’s getting late,” Louis breathed, the sun had just begun to rise and for the past hour the conversation had died. Not because they’d run out of things to say but because they were both tired.

”No, it got early,” Teagan yawned; she cuddled into his chest and sighed heavily. “I don’t think I’m gonna go to class today… too tired, yawn!”

Louis chuckled and kissed the top of her head before moving from underneath her, “Come on beautiful, psychology in…” He looked at his watch. “8 hours… that’s plenty time to get some sleep and still feel alright,”

”8 hours?! Oh Louis, you’re so naïve, I’m the classic example of a lazy student… I sleep, I eat… I barely learn, it’s all good fun!” She smiled as he groggily got to his feet; he picked the cooler up in his arms and sighed. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

”My arms are full, I can’t hold your hand,” He stated sadly.

”Oh,” Teagan pouted, thinking of a way around the current dilemma. “Well… I could walk a few feet in front and you can stare at my ass?” She suggested playfully.

Louis laughed and nodded, “I like your plan, I’ll walk you back to yours and then… we can meet for Psych?” He suggested. “Woah, am I moving too fast?” He asked cringing at the sound of his own voice.

”No? I like that you’re keen, it’s sweet,” She beamed as they entered the University campus. “Oh and for the record… there’s no such thing as ‘too fast’ in my world, I wanna be pregnant and possibly engaged at some point in the next few months…” A silence fell between them. “I’m joking Louis, breathe,” She giggled.

”Oh, I err… knew that,”








Victoria groaned as she woke, every part of her body ached. She didn’t feel it so much last night but now… dear god. She whimpered as she sat up straight in bed, she rubbed her none injured eye and let her eyes wander across the room.

iPod on the floor, doesn’t look like Molly’s?’ She thought confused, ‘Jeans… hardly feminine… bra… what the hell is that?!’ Then her eyes fell on Molly’s bed.

”What the… OH MY GOD!” Victoria shrieked almost falling off the bed, “EW! EW! EW! EW! EW!” She repeated rushing into the bedroom ignoring the pain in her lower back. “WHILE I WAS IN THE ROOM?!?” She shouted through.

Muffled voices came from the dorm room, followed by a giggle, followed by; “Sorry Vicky,”

”Fuck off Harry!”

”Vick, we’re dressed…” Molly’s tired voice announced, ‘Yeah no wonder she sounds tired’ Victoria thought putting her hand on the door handle. She avoided eye contact with them both and climbed back in bed.

”I’m scarred for life…” She breathed pulling the duvet up over her head, “Not that I’m not happy for you both… I mean really, I am!” She stated, she pulled the duvet down off her and scrunched up her face. “But while I was in the room?! What if I’d have woken up?!” She shrieked, “That’s sick…”

”It wasn’t exactly planned Victoria,” Harry explained, he laced his arm around Molly and shrugged. “I came over…”

”Yeah I’ll bet you did, god I wish I was still with Zayn for the simple fact on mornings as awkward as this? I’d go over there and hide!”

”We’ll be laughing about it in a couple of weeks,” Molly smiled wearily.

”Hmm… for the love of god, the bins RIGHT there Harry ! Pick it up!” Victoria pointed her finger and looked away, “Eurgh, I feel violated,”

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