Oh my Harry

A girl named Kate thought she had everything figured out. She hated One Direction for all the attention they got, she swore never to bow down to them, much to her dismay Harry Styles made it his mission. She was desperate for money and he had lots, so they decided to make a deal. One week doing everything as Harry says. She is determined not to let him get under her skin, but it becomes known that is all he is doing. Can she last a week without fully submitting to him?


17. Chapter 17


“Can I borrow her for a second?” I heard Harry ask making me open my eyes.

“Yeah sure” Liam answered before getting up. He turned to me “I’ll catch you later Kate” he smiled before leaving.

“Are you okay?” Harry asked leaning back on the bench.

“I’m fine” not that he cared.

“Morris please tell me” he begged.

“I really don’t want to talk about it Harry” I closed my eyes hiding the tears that were threatening to fall.

I felt his hand on mine as he squeezed it tightly, his other wiping the tears from my cheek.

“Morris who was that on the phone?” he asked tilting his head.

“Zach” I answered not able to open my eyes.

“What did he want?”

My eyes sprung open “Why do you care Harry?” I said agitated. “You can’t be a dick to me all morning, then be all nice” I half shouted getting up off the bench.

“I’m sorry” he said looking down at the bench.

“I’m getting really tired of hearing that word” I said coldly before walking off to my next lesson.

I had next lesson with Louis that day. I watched him fool around, flirt with almost every girl and try to wind up the teacher. Louis was definitely my least favourite, he’s such an ass. He noticed me staring and got out of his seat and knelt down in front of my desk.

“I know you and Haz have sort of got a thing going on, but I’m always here if well Harry doesn’t satisfy you” he said winking at me.

“Who do you think you are? I mean seriously?” I spat through my teeth.

“Louis Tomlinson?” he asked smiling.

“Oh of course, now here’s me thinking that you would have come up with a better comeback” I said rolling my eyes.

“Ouch Morris, I can see why Harry found you a hassle” he said coldly. Like someone punching me repeatedly in the gut.

“That’s because you One Direction boys can’t handle a girl like me” I said dryly.

“Well Harry must be doing something right?” he asked.

“Not even close” I said bluntly before picking up my bag and walking out the lesson.

I hit the wall with my fist as soon as I was out of the classroom. I held way too much anger inside of me that didn’t know what to do with itself. This is the problem with keeping everything bottled up, one day you will snap. I needed to keep it together, I can do this. I took a deep breath before going outside to wait for Harry. I noticed his car there so I went and sat down in the back. Why should I wait out in the cold for him?

“You alright?” The driver asked.

“Yeah just been a shitty day” I replied.

“Well things can only get better right?” he smiled.

I nodded. After a while Harry opened the car door and sat down.

“Morris?” he asked stunned to see me in the car. “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you?” he frowned.

“Well as you can see I’m right here” I said calmly.

He rolled his eyes “Yeah I can see that”.

I nodded satisfied with his answer.

 Once we were driven back to his, he leant over to me and whispered in my ear. “I really am sorry about everything Morris” he looked genuinely sincere.

“I know” I smiled at him.

Once inside he brought out a cardboard box covered in purple ribbons. He handed it over to me, and sat down on the sofa. Curiosity took the better of me and I pulled the ribbons and opened the box. Inside there was a cream dress, covered with sequins.

“Wow” was all I could say, my face in total shock.

“Do you like it?” he asked smiling crookedly.

“Yeah, just wow. But I feel bad” I frowned.

“I’m telling you not to, it’s my present to you” he got up off the sofa. “Now tonight, we’re going to a club”.

“The same club?” I asked disappointed, remembering the events of last time.

“Yes, but don’t worry I won’t make you do anything like that” he laughed.

“Okay” I said wearily, knowing he will make me do something equally as worse.

As much as I loved the dress he bought me, I didn’t think it was suitable for this occasion. I found another black dress I brought with me, which is actually Jess’s and put it on. I did my makeup, and decided to try on some lipstick. I can’t remember the last time I wore this stuff, it feels weird on my lips. I crimped my hair giving it a bit of volume.

“Morris, you look so… hot” Harry whispered in my ear.

I couldn’t help but smile “Thanks, you look nice” but then again he always looked nice.

“Let’s go” he said pulling my arm down the stairs.

I saw a few faces I recognized that were there the other night. I felt embarrassed remembering what I did last time. The fact he will make me do something again definitely won’t give me a good reputation here. But then again without Harry I wouldn’t be allowed in a club like this.

We sat on the same table as we did last time, I’m guessing this could be Harry’s table or something. He instantly engaged in a conversation with some people. I sat there quietly sipping on a drink some guy brought over. ‘Turn up the music’ by Chris Brown began to burst through the speakers. I began bobbing my head up and down along with the rhythm.

“Morris, dance for me” Harry asked.

I put down my bag and got up off my seat I stood in front of him.

“No over there on the dance floor” he said shaking his head.

I sighed and walked over to the big group of people gathered around the dance floor. I took a deep breath before swaying my hips to the music. I lifted my arms in the air and spun around, forgetting everyone else was there. When you didn’t care about what anyone else thought it was pretty fun. I noticed a guy smiling at me, he stared for a while before approaching me.

“Hey beautiful” he smiled.

“Hey” I returned the smile.

“That was really something, was that for your girlfriend?” he asked.

“Girlfriend?” I asked tilting my head to the side.

“Yeah I saw you two together last time”.

“Oh she wasn’t my girlfriend, I’m actually straight” I laughed.

“Oh my bad, so do you have a boyfriend?”

I looked over at Harry and saw him talking to another girl, I died a little inside.

“No” I said bluntly.

“Want to dance?” he asked.

“Sure” I smiled.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and we moved our body’s to the music. His arms moved down my waist to my bum. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, I looked over at Harry and he didn’t even notice me.

“Do you want to go somewhere more private?” he asked looking hopeful.

I couldn’t think of anything worse, but I feel so unwanted. “Okay” I agreed.

We went into a different room, he sat down on one of the chairs and gestured me to come to him. I stood awkwardly in front of him. I wanted to get away from Harry, but I didn’t want to do anything with this man. He pulled me on to his lap and held me tightly, he started to kiss my neck. I tried to wriggle out of his hold but he only held me tighter.

“I need to go” I said to him my voice shaking.

But he ignored me, he placed his hand on my thigh and moved it up my leg.

“Please I really need to go” I tried to push him away but he pulled me closer.

“Get off me” I shrieked.

I heard the door slam open “You heard the lady” Harry shouted.

The man let go of me and threw me to the floor, Harry ran towards him pushing him off the chair.

“Harry!” I shouted.

I jumped up and grabbed hold of his waist pulling him away from the man.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch her again, don’t even look at her” he spat through his teeth,

I finally managed to push Harry out the door and way into the club full of people.

“Let’s get out of here” I begged and pulled him to the door.

As soon as we got outside he sat me down and knelt down in front of me.

“Did he touch you?” he hissed.

“No Harry I’m fine please leave it” I pleaded.

“What were you thinking?” he shouted.

“I don’t know, I’m sorry please” I started to cry, I’ve made a total fool out of myself.

“Hey don’t cry” he wiped my tears and pulled me close to him.

I leant my head on his shoulder, wiping my tears on his shirt. He stood up and took my hand leading me over to the car. He opened the door for me and I jumped in falling over the seat. Now is not the time to be clumsy!

He held my hand until we got back to his, once we were there he lifted me up and carried me in putting me down gently on the sofa.

“I shouldn’t have taken my eyes off you” he said looking down. “If anything would have happened…”

I quickly interrupted him not letting him over think. “Harry it wasn’t your fault, I’m lucky you got there in time, please stop thinking about it”.

He stroked my hair, as he looked me in the eyes. For the first time I didn’t care about the consequences or what would happen next. I was living in the moment that he so desperately taught me to do. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling me on to his lap, I kissed him gently before pulling away. He looked at me then my lips before returning the kiss, lifting me up and he headed for the bedroom. We fell on to the bed together, I undid his shirt and trousers, as he undid my dress. He unhooked my bra and took off my knickers, I pulled down his boxers and pulled him down to the bed. He quickly got a condom out of his draw and put it on. He was then inside of me, filling me and it felt right. He pushed harder and harder before we both released crying out each other’s names.

We lay intertwined together naked, I leant my head on his bare chest.

“Can I ask you something?”


“Why don’t you call me by my first name?” I looked up to him.

“What do you mean?” he asked confused.

“Why do you never call me Kate?”

“Oh I don’t know” he looked away.

“Harry tell me why”.

He groaned “It’s nothing really” he shrugged.

“Then why won’t you tell me?” I asked.

“It was my mother’s name” he whispered.

“Oh were you guys close?”

“Very I loved her so much” he said closing his eyes. I noticed tears run down his cheek.

I kissed away the tears making him smile.

“What did Zach say to you?” he took this as his opportunity to ask.

“He was drunk, and I had a go at him, and he told me that I wasn’t his mother”.

“That’s not fair” he shook his head.

“No but life isn’t fair” I shrugged.

We didn’t talk anymore that night. He kissed me on the forhead and I hugged him tightly until we fell asleep.


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