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.


27. Pretty Little Liar

Scarlett's pov



As soon as I opened my crusty eyes, the sick feeling hit me hard. I held my stomach, and I was in desperate need of a bathroom before I puke on Louis. Wait.. Louis? I sat up straight, just now realizing what I've done. I'm hungover because Louis and I drank, but we slept together. I can't believe myself. When did I turn into such a slut? 



"Scarlett, I'm sorry about last night. Do you think we can keep this our little secret?" Louis voice peeked in. I glance over to him.



"If I keep it from Harry, then I refuse to see him again because he deserves better. If I tell him, he won't want anything to do with me." I explained. This didn't feel real. Before Louis could say anything else, I shot up once I realized I was about to throw up. 

I hurried to the nearest bathroom. I gripped the toilet and threw up for a good few minutes. When I was done, I wiped my mouth instinctively and immediately I heard something.



"Scarlett?" Harry's voice chimed in. I look to where the words came from. He was crippled. If he didn't know me then he would be fine. 



"I'm so sorry Harry. I know that my apologies mean nothing but I love you. I love you so damn much that I'll tell you a million times that I'm sorry." I cried. His green eyes sparkled.



"Why are you..uh in my house?" Harry scratched his head trying to play it cool.



"For you," I lied. That's why I came, not why I stayed. 



"Look Scar, I love you too. I forgive you. I only want you." I smiled. I stood up and walked over to his wheelchair. I sat on his lap, that's when his hands wrapped around me. Our lips crashed into each other, almost as if it was planned. 

Scarlett stop. What you're doing is wrong. He doesn't know about last night, and when he does, he will hate you.

I froze. I pushed myself off of him. I didn't want to, but I couldn't.



"Harry, did you even think as to why I was throwing up in your bathroom?" He shook his head.



"I don't really care. I really just want to kiss you, love. But if you're willing to tell me, then go ahead." That made my heart melt. Oh, his sweet words. But what I was about to say was going to throw that all away. But I'd rather be with him. I'd do anything to be with him like we used to be, even lie to his face.



"I was drinking last night and I was lost walking downtown. Louis was driving around and offered me a ride but I told him that I wanted to see you. We talked about it and he brought me here before I could change my mind. I was the girl in the room last night. I didn't have the heart to talk to you last night, I wasn't in the right state. I was drunk out of my mind. I'm glad I'm doing it now though," 



"Does this make us official?" Harry smirks. I nodded and kneeled down, holding his chin in my hands. 



"Yes, it does." 

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