Lying Beneath The Smoke *Harry Styles FF*

Shes a risk taker. Scarlett Preston was the "Bad Girl" in Holmes Chapel high school. She didnt carry the look, but she for sure had the personality. She was a heavy pot head. Scarlett lives and breathes for trouble. Little does she know, she's driving Harry Styles crazy. His year off from One Direction would soon change his life before his eyes.

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20. I Don't Want To Be Right

SCARLETTS POV

 

I dragged her out of there, Zayn at my side. I'm so mad at her. I'm surprised I haven't slapped her.

 

 

"Scarlett I can explain-" I cut her off.

 

 

"I don't want to listen. I'm taking you home and you can deal with Taryn." I get in the drivers seat, Zayn at my side.

 

 

"Do you have any advice for her, Zayn?" He laughed a little, showing his luscious eye lashes.

 

 

"Honestly, no. I've never been anyone's baby daddy." I couldn't help but laugh, which made Alice slap my shoulder.

 

 

"Shut the fuck up." Alice muttered. Zayn and I stayed quiet for the next few minutes. The minute she stepped out of the car, Zayn kissed me.

 

 

"I was waiting so long." I kiss him back, with his hand trailing down my back. This was so wrong... I thought of Harry. I like Harry. I've always...loved him. I thought, Zayn and I slept together. We talked about relationships..  I pushed Zayn off of me.

 

 

"Look, there's something I need to confess." I gulped, expecting an angry reaction.

 

 

"This whole entire time, I've been in love with someone. I didn't admit it to anyone, not even myself until the other day. Being with you isn't right... But I love it so much." Zayn whispers in my ear.

 

 

"We could just sneak around, nothing serious. Nothing is going to stop me from seeing you." I push him away again.

 

 

"Zayn.. I'm in love with Harry." My eyes are full of tears, the start streaming down my face.

 

 

"This is bad. But if being with you is wrong, I don't want to be right. Nobody has to know." I couldn't help my urge to crash my lips into his. My hand went through his hair.

 

 

"And sorry to break it to you love, but Harry might not make it." I started to sob, but I didn't stop kissing him. The one thing that ran through my mind was how is he so fine with it? His best friend dying as we speak.. He's okay.

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