Isabella is your everyday girl. She gets good grades has amazing friends. Her parents adore her and want nothing more then a good education for their daughter. what happens when everything doesn't go as planned? What happens when she comes face to face with a certain boy named Harry, the school's bad ass.


8. all just a game

I woke up the room was still dark, I took in my surrounding noticing I was not in my own room. I looked over to the t.v and seen that the start menu for Titanic was on the screen. Did I really fall asleep at Harry's place. That's when reality hit me, I not only fell asleep at his place but I fell asleep on him he still had his arms wrapped around. I took this time to study his face, he looked so at peace, the way his curls fell on his forhead, the was he didn't fidgid. In his arms I felt safe like he wasn't the monster everyone made him out to be. Laying here on his chest felt right, but the little voice in my head kept reminding me of how wrong this really was. I was only suppose to spend a few hours with Harry not the entire night. I was not meant to fall asleep here on his chest. I slowly propped myself up, unwrapping myself from his grip. I made it off the couch without him even moving. I stood up and made my way to my shoes, I quietly slipped them on. I grabbed my keys and phone off of the near by table. As I grabbed my keys they jingled against eachother making a chiming noise. I mentally cursed at myself, I looked over at Harry and noticed his eyes were open. I had no idea how long he has been watching me. "Am I really that bad, that you were gonna sneak off in the middle of the night without even saying goodbye?" He asked in a deep voice. "I didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful sleeping." I stated. "Thanks for being courtesy, but it still would have been nice to know you were planning on leaving." He said. "Sorry, I just thought I was doing the right thing. I hate when people wake me up." I implied. "It's okay. You don't have to leave Iz, You could always sleep in my bed and I'll stay out here. If that makes you feel more comfortable." He assured me. "I was comfortable, I just have to get back home. Before my parents come home and see that I'm not there." I told him. "Alrighty but you gotta drive me to my car." He stated. I nodded. I watched as Harry put his shoes on and grabbed his belongings. We made our way out the house and to my car. I climbed in and started it. I pulled the seatbelt over my shoulder while Harry did the same. I was still really tired, and if it wasn't for my parents I would have stayed the entire night, but I knew they would freak out if they didn't know where I was. I turned the radio on but not too loud. I only turned it on to drown out the silence. Twenty minutes later I was pulling into the school's parking lot. So many thoughts started to run through my mind. Did people know I was with Harry, did they know he had left his car here so that we could drive together, what happens after tonight do we go back to hating eachother, will I still be part of his game, are we actually friends. I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard Harry speak. "Well I had fun, hopefully we can do it again and I hope you still don't think of me as an asshole." He said. "I had fun too. I actually wouldn't mind doing this again, but just as friends of course." I stated hoping he would get the hint that all we are ever gonna be is just friends. "Of course Izzy, just friends. I know you don't like me like that. So just being friends with you is fine with me." He said while smiling. I returned the smile. "Bye Harry, I'll see you in school tomorrow morning." I said while embracing him in a hug. Being in his arms makes me never want to let go, he makes me feels safe, his gesture is kind and sweet. I felt Harry pull away and I immediately wanted to wrap my arms around him again. "I'll see ya Iz." He said and with that he got out. I watched as Harry got into his car. I watched as he started it and drove off waving as he did. I pulled out of the lot to make my own way home. Letting thoughts of the time I spent with Harry replay in my mind. Sooner then I expected I was home, I pulled into the drive way parking my car. I seen my parent's cars indicating they were no longer at work. I looked over at the clock to notice it read 2:00 a.m. Why would I think they wouldn't be home dad gets off of work at midnight mom at 12:30. I shut my car off bracing myself for the lecture I was about to get. When I walked inside all the lights were off. Maybe I got lucky, maybe they thought I was in bed this whole time. I walked into my kitchen and over to the fridge, I took out some apple juice and poured myself some. As I went to put the juice back in the fridge, I noticed a note hanging on the right door. *Note* Izzy we know you were out all night. We know you were not in school. We are infuriated with your actions, but we could not stay up any longer waiting for you to walk through the door. Don't think this is over we will deal with you and all of this first thing in the morning. I don't know why I thought I would get away with this. I can never do anything without my parents knowing. I was always one of them kids that couldn't get away with anything. I was the one kid that always got caught. I know they will probably take my car away, or my phone. They will probably set a curfew now. The joys of living at home. I finished my apple juice putting my cup in the sink. I turned and made my way up the stairs. I grabbed some clothes from my dresser and took a quick shower. I needed all the sleep I could get. I knew once I woke up in the morning I would not feel like showering. After I showered I slipped into my pajamas and headed to bed. I checked my phone and noticed I had one new message From Harry: Night Izzy I couldn't help but smile. Spending a day with Harry did not go as I planned, I thought by spending a few hours with him would get rid of him once and for all. Now that I got to know him a bit for myself I didn't want to get rid of him. There was so much more to learn about him. Like what is his favorite color, or why he is the way he is, or how come he has so many tattoos and piercing. I wanna know every single detail about him. I want to know his story. I hit reply texting. To Harry: Good night Harry :) I set my phone down closing my eyes and allowing sleep to take over within minutes. Harrys pov I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I can't help it. Izzy is nothing but a game, my new toy. I want nothing more than for her to give her inncocence to me. I like that she is different from the other girls, I like that she's a challenge. I like that she isn't making this easy for me. I always like a good chase and she has me running. This is who I am, I'm an asshole. I don't care about anyone's feeling. I don't have feelings to care. All I care about is getting what I want and right now that something is Izzy. My plan is going just as I planned it to. I plan on getting on her good side, allowing her to think we're friends. Then I'm gonna push it and eventually I know she will crack and give herself to me. Izzy is nothing more than just a fuck and I plan on keeping it that way. I set an alarm to make sure I get up early so I can really set this plan in motion. I set my phone down, closing my eyes slipping into the dream world.
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