Stolen Innocence

"I don't want to let you go," he smirked, spinning me around.
"Well I do, I don't like you. I gave you what I had, and you just took more. In fact, you took all I had left. and now you have the nerve to-" I was cut off by his lips on mine.
I kneed him where the sun don't shine and walked away, trying to find the other four boys in the crowd.


3. Chapter 2: Waiters Gonna Wait

"Niall, I had fun... But I just want to be friends," I bit my lip as we rounded the corner on our way to their hotel.

His face faltered, "oh, okay."

"Sorry," I pecked his cheek and looked at the ground.

"It's Harry, isn't it?" he asked.

"He and Louis," I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"Louis' the keeper," he responded.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned him, my eyebrow raising in the process.

"I love the boy to death, but-" he hesitated. "Harry likes to get it in, the get the hell away from it as fast as he can. You know, the one night stand kind of guy."

"Honestly, I don't plan on getting that far with a boy until I'm married," I responded.

"He knows what to say to make you reconsider," Niall warned. "He's had tons of practice. He loves to prey on virgins."

"You make him sound like a total ass hole," I laughed.

"I'm just saying," Niall trailed off.

Part of me wondered if this was even true, or if it was just Niall's jealousy speaking.

The rest of the walk was silent until we walked through the revolving door of the fancy hotel.

"Oh, and Niall?" I started. "I'm not a virgin. I know how to deal with those 'hump and dump' situations."

He opened his mouth and closed it without saying a word.

In the lobby I spotted a familiar head of curly hair.

"Krista," his thick raspy British voice sent chills down my spine.

"Harry!" I smiled. I turned to my side to thank Niall once again, but he wasn't there anymore.

"What's up beautiful?" Harry hugged me.

"Beautiful?" I laughed.

"I swear on my life you have the best laugh," Harry grabbed my hand. It felt the exact opposite of Niall. With Harry, it seemed like our hands were made for each other.

We then made our way to the beach.


-Niall Horan-


"Looks like Harry wins himself another one," I sighed, flopping on the qhite couch of the suite I was sharing with Zayn and Liam.

"What happened?" Liam asked sitting next to me. Liam is an expert when it comes to this stuff. He could honestly write millions of books on it.

"She wants to be friends. She likes Harry," I mumbled. "Who am I kidding? They all do!"

"Well maybe she-" Liam began.

"I thought she was different! I thought she was too smart to fall for his silly little player games," I huffed.

"Maybe she just needs to learn for herself," Liam stated.

"So what? I can be the rebound?" I cringed. "Oh wait! Louis' her second choice!"

"What's Louis?" Louis asked, walking in the room holding up a dress shirt with a tie and one with suspenders. "Which one?"

"Doesn't matter," I wanted to pop his hopes of being with Krista. "She's been Harry-tized."

"Don't listen to Mr. Moopy," Liam rolled his eyes. "And are you trying to look like a waiter?"

"Waiters gonna wait," Louis smirked.

"Just wear your red trousers and navy blue and white stripe t-shirt."

"What happened with Niall?" Louis asked.

"Your lover might've found a new lover."

"What did Hazza-bear do this time?"

"Stole Krista's heart," I pouted.

"She's not gonna fall for his trap," Louis insisted.

"What if he doesn't even have a trap?" Liam piped up. "I've never seen Harry so worked up over a girl since he found out Caroline was cheating. Harry doesn't get jealous easy. Maybe he actually likes her."


Maybe I'm overreacting because Krista chose Harry over me.

Maybe our little Harry is finally growing up.

Maybe, just maybe, he'll treat her right.

And that's good enough for me.



-Harry Styles-

I glanced at Krista whose cheeks turned a light pink when I grabbed her hand.

Step one: Make her develop a crush.


This is just too easy.


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