Wanted You More

Bethany is top in her class, head-strong, and basically you're definition of a perfect girl but she has no intention of trying to be like every other girl and try to get Harry, the popular, good looking, soccer star, to like her...in fact, she doesn't really like him. But when Bethany is assigned to help Harry get his grades up and he realizes that Bethany is different than everyone else, will Bethany cave into giving Harry a chance or will she continue to stick to her idea that he is a spoiled, stuck up ass?

Includes sex, drugs, alcohol, self harm references/actions, and cursing.


9. Nella


“Here we are.” Harry said as he pulled up to this castle looking house. I swallowed quickly, thanking myself for keeping to his house and not mine. I was speechless staring up at it. “Are you going to get out?” I looked over at Harry and saw his door was open. He was smirking still. I rolled my eyes and hopped out of the car.

“Nice place.” I said simply.

“It’s my mom’s.” I looked at him and he had his backpack slung over his shoulders, looking at me wearing that stupid smirk.

“No shit- do you ever wipe that smirk off your face?”

“Not really.” Harry shrugged happily. “Does it bother you?”

“Your presence bothers me.”

“Why though? I’ve never done anything to you.”

“You were born- that’s enough to make me hate you.” I said stubbornly as Harry dug through his pockets for his house key. He finally pushed the door open and I honestly felt like I had walked into the White House. The place looked like somewhere the queen would vacation. I felt my mouth drop open as I looked around.

“NELLA, ARE YOU HOME?!” Harry yelled.

“Yes Harry?” A lady came running to Harry’s side, looking tired.

“Nella, this is Bethany.”

“Nice to meet you miss. Are you Harry’s new girlfriend?” I almost choked on the air and started laughing hysterically.

“Did I say something funny…?” Nella asked, sounding confused.

“Yeah…you suggested I actually liked him.” I said pointing t Harry.

“If you don’t like him…?”

“I’m tutoring him by force.” Nella nodded silently.

“Are you going to pick Lex up later?” Nella asked.

“Yeah, I planned on it. I’m going to be late though.” Harry said.

“Late for what?” I asked, suddenly curious what he did on the weekends although it was plainly obvious what he did.

“Niall’s party tonight.” Harry said. “We can work in my room.”

“We can work in the kitchen.” I shot back.

“Really Bethany?”

“Why? Am I the first girl to deny going up to your room with you?” I asked, slightly annoyed.

“You make it sound like I bring girls here every day.” Harry said, smirking.

“Wouldn’t surprise me.” I said, pushing past him. I sat down at the table and Harry sat next to me and threw his backpack on the table and we got started.      

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