Turn This Around

He was beautiful, like an angel, handsome like a god, but what he possessed within was frightfully dark, dangerous and deceiving. You look into his eyes and you're staring into hell itself and you realise he is the demon in which haunts you in you're sleep.

When Natalie Carter, the new girl in town catches the eye of the biggest asshole in school she soon discovers she's going to need more than a feisty attitude and snarky come backs to get rid of the male who stalks her. Challenged with school, making friends and trying to find her place in the world, she really doesn't need Harry Styles on her plate. Harry Styles was not good, in fact he was far from it. He was a demonic creature who had crawled from the fiery pits of hell in Natalie Carters eyes.

There is no escape once your being hunted.


46. Chapter Forty-One contiued

Harry and I had been wandering around the mall, darting in and out of certain shops for half an hour. Harry had actually been really helpful for about the first five minutes of looking around, he'd even helped me go through the racks, pulling out random dresses asking me whether I liked it or not. But he quickly grew bored as I had expected he eventually would. Harry never really struck me as a guy who would like shopping, I was correct on this occasion. 

"Harry? What are you doing?" I asked, pausing halfway through rifling through a rack of dresses to look at him.

A smile of amusement appeared on my face as I witnessed the curly haired guy sit himself down cross legged on the floor beside my feet. His green eyes blinked up at me with a look of great boredom on his face.

"I'm bored." He complained.

"We haven't even been here that long." I laughed, ruffling his curls before returning to what I had been doing earlier.

There had been less than a minute of silence from him as he intently watched me search through the current rack I was standing before for a dress that took my fancy.

"Are you actually going to try anything on or are we just here window shopping." He asked, his tone was dreary. 

"Maybe if you didn't pull me out of every shop we go into two seconds after being there I might be able to find something." I defended.

Patience was a virtue that Harry most certainly does not have. I literally take one step into a shop before he decides we've been there long enough and it's time to leave.

"It's not my fault you take so long to look around." He shoots back.

His eyes follow me from where he was positioned on the floor as I slowly made my way down the rack. I couldn't help but smirk as one of the shop assistants walked past him giving him the strangest look. I didn't blame her, it wasn't usual seeing a curly haired guy casually sitting on the floor in a feminine store. I gave him a glare when he pulled the finger at her after she'd turned her back on him. He didn't need to be so rude.

20 minutes passed, Harry silent as he stared at his phone engrossed in playing temple run. I let out a sigh of relief thanking God that Harry had finally stopped complaining and had found something to do other then drive me crazy. He honestly was the most annoying person to go shopping with.

My fingers ran over the dresses, feeling the different textures of fabric hanging from the coat hangers. So far I had found two dresses I liked, a maroon one and a floral patterned one. I decided to try them on and put Harry out of his misery, I knew he wanted to go home.

"Hey, I'm just going to go try these on then we can go." I explained.

"Okay." Harry nodded his head, averting his gaze from the phone to meet my eyes.

"I won't be long." I called over my shoulder as I headed over to the fitting rooms.

The fitting rooms were empty, so I didn't have to wait in line to try my two items of clothing on. I stepped into the closest one, drawing the red curtain across to conceal myself from any onlookers.

Popping the button open on my shots I let them slid down my legs, dropping to the floor my shirt and jacket joined them soon after. I tried on the floral dress first, stepping into it and pulling the material up my body.

It took me a minute to do the zipper up, it was a bit of a mission doing it myself, but I somehow managed. The dress looked alright on me, I wasn't to keen on the pink though, it looked a little brighter on than it had off. The other problem with it was that it was strapless, I wouldn't be able to wear it until the wounds on my arm inflicted by Luke had healed so I decided to put it back.

I had just removed the floral dress and was about to try on the maroon one on when I heard Harry's raised voice. 

"I'm not doing anything wrong!"

Oh god, what has Harry done now. Abandoning the second dress I hurriedly pulled my clothes back on, grabbing the two dresses as I rushed out to find out what was going on.

"I'm waiting for my girlfriend! Fucking leave me alone." Harry cursed at a snooty looking woman confronting him.

The badge she was wearing on the black dress suit she was wearing read 'Manager'. I could tell that she was a real bitch just by looking at her, but she was also proving it by what she was saying to Harry.

"I don't want scruffy looking boys like yourself hanging around here." She snapped, looking up and down the length of his body in disgust.

"He's not scruffy." I defended, appearing at Harry's side.

I didn't understand why she would think he was scruffy, his hair was a bit wild but that was just how it was. He looked pretty damn good in my eyes, but I guess the shop manager had a different opinion. 

"I don't want him in here, I know his type, he screams trouble and he's scaring the customers off." She snapped back at me.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me! I was just sitting there minding my own goddamn business when some stuck up, judgemental bitch tells me 
to get out." Harry fumes.

"How dare you speak to me like that!" She shrieks. "Get out of this store this instance."

"No." Harry stands his ground. 

The judgemental manger turns to me, anger and rage in her eyes. I could tell she was pissed off at Harry, but she had no right to say that stuff to him.

"I will ask you to remove your despicable, foul mouthed boyfriend from this store or I will be forced to call security and have you both removed." She threatened. 

I gave the stuck up woman a sickly smile. "You just lost a customer, bitch." 

The two dresses I held were thrown to the floor, I probably wasn't going to buy either of them, but she didn't know that. Her eyes widened in horror as I purposely trampled them underfoot as I took Harry's hand. 

"Come on, Handsome." I complimented Harry's appearance.

He gave me a small smile as I gently led him towards the exit. But before we reached it I thought of something else to say to the women. 

"Oh and I'll be sure to tell my friends never to shop here because of the terrible service." I smiled and waved before exiting, the women looked completely mortified by my slightly dramatic exit.

"You didn't have to do that you know, I could have just left and you could still have got those dresses." Harry whispered as we walk further and further away from the store I was never going to return to again.

It made me smile knowing Harry would have left the shop for me if I wanted to buy the dresses. But even if I did want them I still would have done the exact same thing all over again in heartbeat.

"I wanted to do it, Harry, you did nothing wrong, she was being a judgemental bitch." I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "You deserve better."

Harry pressed his lips to my cheek in what I considered to be a gesture of appreciation.

"So are you ready to go home?" Harry asked. 

I nodded my head. Harry was to difficult to bring shopping with me, I didn't really need a knew dress anyway, I did have other clothes.

"We can stay if you want, I'll suffer through your terrible torture." He joked.

"Don't make me change my mind." I playfully bumped my shoulder into his.

Harry let out a laugh, but he didn't joke any further about our little shopping trip being like torture to him. 

"I'm never bringing you shopping with me again." I teasingly stated, pinching his cheek as we made out way across the car park back to where we'd left the car.

"I don't know, I actually find it pretty amusing getting kicked out of stores." He spoke jokingly. 

"Nope, we are not making that a habit, I don't want to be banned from every store in that mall." I laugh. 

"Damn, we could have made it a weekend thing." 

I wrapped my arms round his neck once we had reached his car. My lips pressing a sweet kiss to the tip of his nose. 

"That woman was right about one thing." I spoke, pressing my forehead against his.

"Oh. What?" His green eyes swirled with confusion, unsure of what I meant. 

"You are trouble." I laughed.

A grin spread across his face.

"I know."



Here's chapter 41 done and dusted. I'm just going to warn you now that for the next three weeks or there about I will be studying for exams, therefore updates will be limited if I even get time to update at all. 

Thank-you all for reading and I'm doing my best to update on a regular basis, but it's tricky this time of the year.

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