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.


37. Chapter Thirty-Six continued

"Harry, please just stay" I looked across the car at him pleadingly. We were currently parked outside my house whilst the storm raged on outside. I didn't want him to go home by himself, because I was worried about him and the fragile state he got into when there was a storm. "No, I'll be fine." He snapped in defence. "Harry" I whined, becoming irritated with him, we'd been bickering for the past fifteen minutes and neither of us were breaking. 

"No! You don't need to worry about me! It's just a stupid storm, for fuck sakes!" Harry yelled, smashing his fists against the horn which was barely audible through the sound of the petering rain. "Just get out and go home!"

I flinched back in my seat, shocked by his sudden outburst of anger but quickly shook it off. "I refuse to get out of this car unless you give me your keys and walk up the god damn path with me!" I snapped back at him looking him dead straight in the eye. I thought back to the last time we had had a fight in the car, it had been over the car keys and we both acted like we were animals, me in particular. 

We held each others gaze for what felt like eternity, neither of us blinking until there was a sudden flash of lightning and both of us jumped in fright. I watched as Harry gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. There was absolutely no way in the world I was letting him drive home now. His lips trembled slightly as the thunder roared loudly and a second flash of light blinded us. He looked so vulnerable.

"Harry" I spoke softly, gently reaching over the gap between us and placing my hand on his thigh. I watched as his long eyelashes fluttered closed at my touch an his rapid breath slowed down to a slightly steadier pace. My hand gently rubbing up and down his thigh seemed to soothe him and I noticed his tight grip on the wheel loosen. "Please just stay" I begged hoping in his fragile state he would agree. 

His eyes blinked open "I'll walk you in". I moved my hand letting out a sigh, he is so stubborn. At least I might be able to drag him inside and tie him to a chair or something. 

I watched as he pushed the door open and stepped out into the pouring rain slamming the door behind him. Squinting through the blur of water on the windscreen I could just make out his tall figure jogging round the side of the car to my door. Hastily he pulled the door open letting the fat drops of ran splatter down on me. 

His clothes were already drenched and his hair was matted to his forehead. To tired to argue with him anymore I stepped out into the freezing rain and bone chilling wind. Harry nudged my hand, a gesture of which I knew he wanted to hold it. I splayed my fingers, letting his slide in between mine. I looked up at him, his lower lip was taken between his teeth and he was gnawing at it nervously. I desperately wanted him to stay, but he was only going to refuse.

We walked up the path in silence, I was observant to the fact the lights were signalling mum was home, I just hoped John wasn't, I needed to set things straight with my mum and I didn't need him there to mess things up.

We reached the front door all to soon and I was dreading the moment I'd have to let go. "Are you sure you don't want to stay" I asked one more time. He shook his head "I have to do a few things, I'll be okay" he answered. I knew he was lying, but i wasn't in the mood for any more fighting, but I was reluctant still to let him go but nothing could sway his decision. "I don't want you to go" I pout, hooking my fingers into the belt loops of his jeans, tugging him forwards. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace. I parted my lips for him as his head dipped down, tongue sliding into my welcoming mouth. His lips were warm and tender despite the surrounding cold. I pulled at his jeans, desiring him to be closer, but we were already as close as it was physically possible. 

A light peck was placed to my lips before he pulled back. "I don't want you to go even more now. Stay for dinner?"

He shook his head "First you'll tempt me into dinner, after into your room, then into bed and next thing I know were having a sleepover" he chuckled lightly. I could help but crack a smile, he knew me to well. My frown soon returned though when I realised this was goodbye. 

"Promise you'll call me when you get home, I want to know you're safe" I cuddled him tightly. "I will" he agrees, kissing my forehead before unraveling his arms from around me. "I'll see you later" I said goodbye. "Tomorrow" he corrected, bringing a smile to my lips as he ruffled his damp curls. I waved as he turned around, jogging through the thick wall of rain. 

"Harry!" I called once more. He turned around looking back at me. "Please be careful". He blew me a kiss before cheekily replying "Aren't I always". Before I could yell 'No' he got in his car and I watched as he drove off. 

"Dear God please don't there be any lightning on his way home" I silently prayed to God before stepping into the warmth of my house. 

"Nat? Is that you" my mothers voice called from the kitchen. "Yeah" I replied kicking my sodden vans off. The sound of her small feet padding along the floor grew louder until she eventually came into sight. "Good Lord, you're soaked" she exclaimed at the sight of my very drowned state. 

"No shit" I was tempted to say but silently slapped myself remembering I was trying to be nice and would soon apologise.

"Uhm... Yeah... I'm just going to take a shower, I'll be down in a few minutes" I said awkwardly, make a quick escape up to my room. 

Quickly I stripped of my water logged clothes and jumped into the hot shower. I sighed in pleasure as the hot water ran over my goose bump covered skin, heating my body back up. 

I ended up staying in the shower for a little over a few minutes like I had told my mum, but it felt good to stand under the water and relax. Switching the water off I stepped out of the glass box and wrapped a towel round my body. 

Returning to my room, I lay down on my stomach on the floor near the end of my bed. Reaching under I pulled out one of Harrys shirts he had left here, after mum had found his clothes here the first time, I had started shoving them under the bed, I was starting to have quite a collection, I wonder how many clothes he actually has left at his own place, I really need to give them back. I stood up letting my towel flutter to the floor I tugged the black ramones shirt over my head sighing as I inhaled his delicious scent. Going to my draws I pulled out a pair of aztec patterned flannelette pyjama bottoms. I loved these pyjama bottoms on cold days, they were so warm to sleep in. I pulled on a jersey before I checked my phone. I had a missed call from Harry, relief washed over me, he got home safe. I tried to call him back, but the phone was engaged. Slightly disappointed I trudged down the stairs, I wanted to hear his voice, to know if he was okay. 

Mum was on the phone when I entered the kitchen. She was sitting twiddling a piece of her curly blonde hair as she conceded with the person on the other end of the phone. "Hang on, she's out if the shower now" she said to the person when she saw me come in. "It's Harry" she announced handing me the phone. I have mum a smile as I took the phone from her hands, pressing it to my ear. 

"Hey" I spoke into the receiver.

"Hello beautiful." He replied "Did you have a nice shower?"

I wandered into the living room noticing mum was trying to eavesdrop on our conversation. 

"Yes, it was nice and hot" I replied giggling."Are you alright?"

"I'm fine" he replied with a hint of annoyance, he really hated showing his emotions.

"Harry, I'm only asking because I care" I spoke softly.

"Yeah, yeah I know, I'm just not used to it" he replied. I twiddled with a strand of my hair, suddenly realising my mother and I did the exact same thing whilst we were on the phone, maybe we did have a few things in common.

"Nat, dinner is ready" Mum called.

"I gotta go now, Harry"

"Okay see you tomorrow" he replies.

"I hope you have a goodnight sleep" 

"You too baby" he replies before hanging up.

After putting the phone back where It belonged I joined my mother in the dining room where she had set the table. I smiled at the site of one of my mothers butter chicken I had missed her cooking even if it wasn't the most amazing. I had realised how much I actually enjoyed and appreciated her cooking until it disappeared. 

I sat down opposite my mother, she gave me a small smile as I thanked her for dinner. There was a thick silence between us for a few minutes while we at before I spoke up. 

"Mum, I'm sorry for the way I acted the other day" I apologised, poking at a bit of chicken with my fork. "I was being selfish, you deserve to be happy and I shouldn't take that from you". Before I could say anything else mum put her hand up to silence me. 

"No. No, I'm the one who should be sorry. You were right, I lied, treated you unjustly ad totally blew you off. You have every right to be angry at me. I mean what mother lies to her daughter and wants to spend more time with a stupid man than her own offspring". I watch as she flays her arms in the air in exasperation. I was slightly shocked by her apology. "Yes, we are two very different people, but I still love you and I a deeply sorry for the cruel way I have treated you and I'm going to try and be a better mother from now on". 

I wasn't aware of the tears trickling down my cheeks until one of them splattered my pyjama bottoms. "I love you too, mum" I choked out through my tears. "Ever since your dad passed away I haven't been a very good mother" mascara streaked her cheeks as she joined me in tears. "You're not like other girls and I've never been very good at dealing with you when you're upset or when I think something's wrong" she sobbed "You're father always knew what to say and how to deal with you, I feel so lost when you hurt. I pretend I don't notice but I do but I'm not sure how to help and when I try you shut me out." Her slender fingers came up and tried to wipe the mascara from her cheeks but she only ended up smudging it and making it look worse. "It's okay mum, I know I've never been very open to you and that I can be a lot to handle at times I don't know how dad did it?" I replied. Mum gave me a small sad smile in which I returned. 

"Oh God I must look like the grudge" mum laughed after a few minutes of sobbing. I giggled, if she wasn't blonde she might. "Nah, more like a panda" I disagreed making her start to cry from laughter. 

I felt as though all the weight resting on my shoulder was gone now. 

Harry and I were good.

Mum and I were good.

Life was good.

"So how was your day with tall, dark and handsome" Mum changed the subject. I silently praised mum for her perfect description of Harry. "It was fun" I replied, smiling at the very thought of my curly haired boyfriend. 

"What did you guys spend your time doing?" She continued the conversation. "Uhm... We kind of just hung out at his place" I admitted truthfully. I wasn't sure if mum would approve of him being a boxer, although she already seemed to adore him. "Details, come on tell me" she encouraged making my cheeks burn red. I was not completely comfortable with telling her about my love life, I felt very awkward. 

"Muuum" I complained burying my face in my hands. Mum started laughing at my embarrassed actions "Oh come on, tell me" she practically pleaded "Is he a good kisser". My eyes widened in shock, I was not expecting her to ask that. "I am 'not' answering that" I emphasised the not loudly. "He is isn't he" she teased reaching over the table and grabbing my wrists, pulling my hands away from my face. "Come on, tell your mama" she laughs as I try and slide under the table. I would never have expected to ask a question like that, it was a question I'd expect Amy or one of the girls to ask not my mother. Her pestering was becoming more and more antagonising and I eventually couldn't stand it anymore. 

"YES! Yes he is can I please go hide in my room and die from embarrassment" I exclaimed squirming. 

"Aww, you like him a lot" she cooed releasing my wrists from her bone crushing grip. "Yeah" I nodded "Im going to bed now". I was planning to make a sprint for my room but I thought twice and quickly turned around and gave her a hug. 

"Goodnight mum" 

"Sweet dreams honey" she replied hugging me back.



Long time no see. I'm deeply sorry for making you guys wait so long for this update, its not the most amazing chapter I've ever written but it is up finally. I'd just like to let you know that I haven't updated very recently because I have had a very busy schedule. I play several sports and have been very busy with tournaments and extra games and races and it's been difficult to juggle my academic work, this story and sport the past few weeks not to mention I have been in full out training mode this term for when athletics begins. I'm glad to say that I have finally finished up for this term and all the stress is gone and I can get back to writing. I'd just like to say thank you for reading and holidays are beginning soon so updates will be much more frequent. 




~Natiall <3

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