He Doesn't Remember

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  • Published: 13 Nov 2012
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This is the story about when I was bullied by Harry Styles in the 8th grade. My name is Lauren Dodds. Back then I wasn't the skinniest girl at school, I wasn't the prettiest or the popularist. I'll admit I was very insecure about my weight, and I was bullied for that all the time. Harry Styles is now the most loved teenage boy on the planet. Of course at school he was also amazingly popular, but also a bully. He bullied me all the time, and about everything. But one day when I was working at Target, guess who was there.


21. Would You Give Me A Chance

Zayn's POV:


A Few Days Later

"Hey Liam we should go out tonight just the two of us." I sit by him on the couch while he watches TV.

"Okay..? Where should we go?" He asks me. 

"I think we should go to a strip club." I say plainly. His eyes shoot towards me. He gives me a questioning look as if he were saying 'are you sure?'. "It'll be fun. We can get some lap dances and have a good time."

"What about Perrie?" He asks.

"Don't worry she understands that we're dudes and this is what we do. Go grab your shoes and lets go." We get in the car and I take him to a strip club called 'Warrior'. This is going to be a fun night. We walk in and there's girls on poles and girls giving men lap dances. This is just what Liam needs. I go up to the cocktail waitress and say, "Can we get my friend a lap dance here? He tips big."

"Yes sir, is that all?"

"Actually two shots of tequila. Thanks." The lady walks away and a really hot girl comes over to Liam and pushes him down in a chair. She starts grinding on him and all that good stuff. Liam looks like he's so grossed out. This is going to be hard. "Liam come on there's a fucking hot ass girl grinding on you, you could at least look like you enjoy it."

"This isn't right. I shouldn't be doing this." Ugh.

"Yes you do Liam. You've been good all this time. You deserve a reward. I don't care what happens you're taking one of these chicks home tonight." I say and the girl is still giving him a lap dance. The cocktail waitress comes over and hands me the two shots. I thank her and pay for the drinks. I take both shots down and start to feel pretty good.

"Zayn, we should go now." Liam says concerned.

"LIAM! WE JUST GOT HERE!" I yell at him. I go over to the lap dancer and whisper in her ear.

Liam's POV:

I see Zayn whisper into the girls ear but I can't tell what he says. She smiles and nods at him. She stands up and grabs my hand and takes me towards the back. We go into a room with a couch in it. She takes her clothes off and my eyes went huge. "Um, what's going on?" I ask her politely without looking at her body.

"You're friend told me you want a good time, so I'm going to give you one." She walks over to me and unbuckles my belt. Oh lord. There go my pants and boxers. She takes off my shirt and pushes me on the couch. She sits on my penis and starts to ride. This is so gross. God knows how many STD's I'm going to get. I hear her moan just a little bit. I try to not to moan but I accidentally let one slip. After about 20 minutes I quickly put my clothes on and say thanks and go back to Zayn.

"What the hell Zayn?!" He looks at me and laughs. He must be really drunk. "Why'd you tell her to do that! I'm going to get so many STD's!"

"Haha calm down. You're fine. Was she good?" I look down and nod at him. I have to admit she was pretty good.

"Okay let's go home." I grab his arm and we leave the strip club. Maybe me having sex with that stripper might make Lauren jealous. I know Zayn will tell everyone.

Lauren's POV:

Harry and I were cuddling and watching a movie when the door burst open. "LIAM JUST FUCKED A STRIPPER" Zayn yells. Harry starts to clap. I looked over at Liam and he was blushing.

"Good job mate." Harry says.

"Zayn are you drunk?" I ask him.

"Yes my love! Lauren has anyone ever told you you're really beautiful." He slurs and suddenly sits down on my lap. Harry's eyes turned dark.

"Zayn get off of my girlfriend." He says seriously. Zayn puts his hands up in surrender and stands up. Harry takes him to his room before he falls up the stairs. Liam sits on the couch next to me.

"Did you have fun?" I ask him awkwardly.

"Yeah, sorry about Zayn. I didn't want anyone to know. He like forced me to do it with her." He says.

"I was about to say daddy direction doesn't do this stuff." I chuckle.

There was an awkward silence until Liam asks, "Did you ever think about giving me a chance?" He mumbles. I sigh. I knew he was going to ask this.

"Liam, if I leave Harry and go to you the fans will kill me. Harry will be mad at you and me. I don't want to break up the band. I can't live with that kind of guilt." I tell him.

"I guess I understand, but if you weren't dating Harry would you give me a chance?" I thought about it for awhile. I guess I would, Liam is a sweetheart.

"Of course I would. Listen Liam I'm not the one, trust me. There's a girl 10 times better than me just waiting for you to find her." 

He smiles and gives me a hug. "Thanks." He goes upstairs to his room. Harry finally comes downstairs.

"What took you so long?" I ask him.

"Zayn kept telling me to stay and cuddle with him and it was so weird so I took a video." I start to laugh. Harry turns off the TV. I was in the middle of laughing and Harry just picks me up and puts me over his shoulder. He starts to walk upstairs.

"Styles! What are you doing?" He slaps my butt. Oh no he didn't "Hey don't touch me there that is my no-no square R-A-P-E boy you get away from me." I sing to him. He just chuckles. He throws me on his bed and lies on top of me. He passionately kisses me and I run my hands through his hair. He pulls away and pretends to fall asleep on top of me. "Are you serious?" I wait for an answer but all I hear is his breathing. "Harry get up! I have to go home!" He abruptly shoots his head up at me.

"Don't leave! Stay the night!" He gives me the puppy dog eyes. I give him a short kiss and push him off of me. I get up and grab my shoes. I felt something grab onto my leg. I look down and see Harry holding onto my leg. "Please don't leave." He says like a baby.

"I have to babe." I drag my leg and Harry across the hall. He finally gets up and picks me up and takes me to Louis' room. "Why are you taking me in here?"

"Hey Louis!" Harry says calmly like nothing happened.

"Hey mate..Why are you holding Lauren like that?" Louis asks.

"Oh, do you mind holding her down for a second?" Harry asks him.

"HARRY! I NEED TO GO!" I yell at him.

"Um sure?" Harry throws me on the bed so I'm lying on my stomach. Louis suddenly sits down on my back.


"Sorry love." Louis says with his cute accent and pats me on the head.

The rest of the boys walk in and don't know what's going. "What the hell Lou?" Niall asks. "Why are you sitting on Lauren?"

"BOYS! HELP ME!! I NEED TO GO HOME! HELP ME!!" I yell. Harry immediately walks in with a cup of water.

"NO! Nobody help her! She refuses to stay the night which hurts me." He says with a sad look. "Here's some water." I take the water from him and take a big gulp. I swallow the water and it starts to burn my throat. This is not water.

"VODKA?! Harry what the hell?" I start to feel really drunk.

"You can't drink and drive. I'm sorry you're going to have to stay the night baby." He says proudly. I have to give it to him. That was a pretty good idea.

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