Hold My Hand

Maggie is abused by her step-father. Her mother died two years ago, leaving her with him. Not to mention, she is bullied at school by, the most popular kid in school, Harry Styles. When in one class, they are forced to work together, as partners, and Harry refuses to work at his house, he stumbles upon the abusing in action. When Harry realizes what she is going through, will he help her? Or just ignore it? Will they come closer through the project, or just farther apart? Find out in Hold My Hand.

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11. The First Week of "This"

Chapter 11
The First Week of "This"
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"I-I uh," I gulp. I didn't know what to say. It was so soon from our make up, but I couldn't help but think that I had feelings for him. He did get rid of George for me. And he cared when no one else does. He raises his eyebrows. "Yes." I say, surprised by my own words. "What?" He gasps. "Yes. I'll be your girlfriend." I state. His eyes gleam. He engulfs me in a hug. I grin. He pulls away. He looks me straight in the eyes. More serious now. "Are you sure about this?" I don't hesitate. I nod. He smiles. He brings his lips down onto mine. Sparks fly through my stomach, knowing he was mine.
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I walk to my locker, all eyes on me. They must have found out. I sigh and walk faster. Julia comes up to me. "Hey! I heard you and Styles..." She wiggles her eyebrows. I giggle. She looks around and lowers her voice. "Can you keep a secret?" I nod. "I went to Chase's party, and Kyle Peterson and I kinda... You know..." She smirks. My eyes widen. "Julia oh my God!" I yell, then lowering my voice, "Are you guys like an item now or something?" She giggles and nods. I playfully punch her on the arm. "You lucky girl!" "You too!" She giggles. Gracey comes up, beaming. "Hey guys!" She says, eyes glowing. "Why are you so happy?" I ask. She grins wider. "You know Jarod from biology? Well he asked me out!" She yells, flapping her hands and jumping up and down. Jarod? Who was Jarod? I smile. "That's great Gracey! Seems like we all have a boyfriend now!" I exclaim. I jump as someone wraps their arms around me from behind. "Hey." A deep, raspy voice says. Harry lays his head on my shoulder. I smile. "Hi." He squeezes me tighter before turning me around and planting his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and go up onto my tip-toes. "Oh, get a room!" Kyle yells, approaching Julia. I pull away, still looking in his eyes, and I bite my lip to keep from smiling. He sets me down, and I didn't even realize that he had picked me up. "Butler! Styles!" A high-pitched voice screeches. I roll my eyes and tug on Harry's arm. I put my hands on his shoulder and put my lips close to his ear. "The bitch is back." He grins. "You're so cute, Maggie." We start to walk in the opposite direction of Lacie Abrahams. "Stop!" She yells, heels clicking against the tiles. She grabs my arm and wrenches me around. Her finger goes right under my nose. I go cross-eyed to look at it. Harry snorts. "So you're the slut Harry left me for. You're just a bitch. He doesn't care about you. He just wants you for your brain. So you can do his fucking homework." She leans closer to me. I stand my ground. I cross my arms over my chest. "Jealous much?" I scoff. I turn around, Harry by my side, and strut down the hallway, sneakers hitting the tiles.
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I knock on Harry's door. No Answer. I walk inside. "Harry? Are you home?" "Coming!" He yells, bounding down the stairs. "Hey." He says, beaming. "Hi." I smile. He presses his lips to mine, soft at first but with more passion as the time goes by. I wrap my arms firmly around his neck as he grasps my back. He slides his tongue into my mouth. He slowly untucked my shirt, lifting it up a bit to hold my stomach. His warm hands against my cold torso makes me tremble. He trails my shirt up a but farther I catch his hand. "No." I say. He nods. I grab his hand and lead him towards the island. I pull up a stool. "Okay, we really need to make edits to this play." I say, cautiously tapping my pencil against the granite. "Okay." I can feel his eyes boring into my side. "What?" I ask. "You're so beautiful." He states. My cheeks burn. "Can we stay focused please?" He hesitates. Then he reluctantly nods. He turns on the stool and faces the counter. We get to work.
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"I'm taking you out tonight." He whispers in my ear, hot breath hitting my freezing skin, making me shiver. "When? Where to?" I giggle. Harry and I have been dating for almost a month, actually tomorrow was our 1 month-aversary. "Tomorrow, and it's a surprise." He grabs my hand and drags me out the door. The things this boy can do to me. He's leading the way, towards his black Range Rover. All of a sudden, he yanks me around, pressing his lips firmly to mine. I'm shocked at first, but have gotten used to his sudden bursts of energy. I rake my fingers through his hair. He massages my hip, slowly trailing towards my bum. He squeezes my bum playfully. I giggle. I pull away and drag him all the way to his car. We get in and he drives me to my house. "You wanna come in?" I ask. He nods. Once we get inside, he sits on the couch, patting the seat next to him. I smile and sit down. He wraps his arm around me as I snuggle up to him. After a while, he carries me upstairs. I laugh as he sets me down on the bed, arms on either side of me, pinning me. He leans down and our lips meet. He kisses me harder. His tongue fills my mouth. He then leaves my mouth and makes his way to my neck, trailing love bites and kisses all over. He comes back up to my lips. Again, he slides his tongue into my mouth. I knew it wouldn't go any farther than this tonight, we were both too tired, but it was relaxing. I walk to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and change into comfort clothes. I walk out of the bathroom to find Harry laying in my bed, shirtless. I bite my lip. He looked amazing. I practically skip to the bed. I crawl in next to him. He wraps his arms tightly around me. I breathe in his intoxicating scent. He plays with my hair with his free hand. I trace over his tattoos. He shivers as I hit one underneath his arm. He releases my hair and wraps his free hand around the top of my body, bringing me chest to chest with him. He traces circles on my hips. I close my eyes and slowly drift to sleep.

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