Revealed

Kayle was a regular girl who lived in North Carolina. The only thing she cared about is her studies. Her dad soon got engaged to a rich, British lady. Since she was getting transferred, it all means: new school, new home, new friends, new teachers, and a whole new life. As she began her journey at school, she encountered a boy who she soon fallen in love with and showed what life was all about but another guy also captured her heart. Now it's up to her to decide who she really wants to be with

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10. Kidnapped

 

 

"Come on. Should we go back?" Harry asked in confusion. No duh. Of course we have to go back and apologize for what we had done! I rolled my eyes and walked, annoyed, to his car.  

He kept talking to me and asking me questions but I hardly noticed him. By the time we got to school, the gates were closed. "Oh yay! School is closed for today. I mean...aw man." Again, he was annoying me. All of a sudden, I felt a vibration on my back pocket. I'm so glad I got my phone before we ditched detention.

From:Boobear(: - Hey Kayle, where were you? By the time I got to your school, it was closed.

Shit. I forgot to text Louis about the whole ditching thing with Harry. I quickly typed in my message.

To:Boobear(: -So sorry! Apparently me and Harry were -

Before I get to finish my message, Harry's large hands grabbed my phone away. I jolted up and barked, "Hey! That's my phone!" He said nothing. His eyes were focused onto the road, his hand firmly holding onto my phone and the steering wheel. I laid back and stared outside. I've realized that I don't recognize this road. "Where are we going?" I curiously asked. "To my flat." He had that half smile on his face. My heart was pounding as fast as a humming bird. It was also so loud that he'd probably heard it. I'm getting really worried about these feelings I'm developing.  

We got to his flat in less than a minute. It was quite huge for someone who lives by himself. "Make yourself feel welcome." He made a gesture towards the living room. With that, he left to the kitchen. His house was very beautiful and fancy. Fancy couches, fancy T.V.'s, fancy vases, and so many fancy things that a mid-class person likes me wouldn't know. Not to mention, a breath-taking view of the city. I was roaming around when I heard him talking to Louis? I pressed my ears against the door to hear well.

"Kayle is with me. Yes, don't worry, she's fine. She'll stay here for a night. No, I won't do any funny things. All right Louis! Stop worrying about her! She's 18! She could take care of herself. All right, see you tomorrow. Bye."

Great. I have to spend my night with Harry Styles. To be honest, I prefer getting to know my step-mom than being here. I guess I forgot to pull away from pressing against the kitchen door that the door opened and now my ears are against Harry's broad chest. I heard his heart beat pounding faster and faster. Does he have feelings for me? "Sorry Kayle. Won't be getting laid tonight. Louis wouldn't let me." I rolled my eyes. "What? Me want you to lay on me? Haha so funny Styles. I just uhm wanted to ask you where the bathroom was." I stuttered trying to make out my words. "Over there beautiful." I quickly rushed to the bathroom. Panicking. What to do... what to do! You know what. Just ignore him and focus on your studies Kayle. I walked out of the door to see Harry standing there with a T-Shirt on one hand and the other, shorts. "Since you'll be staying here...here's some clothes." He threw the clothes at me furiously. Well then. I changed quickly and walked out casually. Time to study. I took all of my homework out and my books and started to study until midnight. I haven't realized that my eye lids were closing heavily, I started to snore very lightly. That’s how tired I am. I felt hands picking me up, bridal-style and placed me onto a cozy, warm bed. Then I felt someone next to me. It was probably Harry. Who else would be in this house? He scooted over to me. His arms were around me, hugging me so tightly that I couldn't breath and his puffy lips placed on my forehead. I wanted to protest but my eyes wouldn't open. He started talking, "I..

 

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