Project: High School Sweethearts

Harry Styles is the typical bad boy of the school that every teenage girl desires and their parents want to avoid. They're all addicted to him and is drawn to him both physically and sexually. Krystal Abrahams is one of those girls, but hates to admit she wants him more.


6. Five

Krystal's POV-

".. and then he had the audacity to follow us and ask me what was doing there. Like, really? He was the one who ditched me." I cried over the phone to Brie. "I feel like such an idiot, I should've listened to you. I should have just left with you and I would've avoided this whole situation." I sulked. 

"Babe, it's not your fault. You're not an idiot, he is." 

"I know." I tried laughing through my tears as they slowly died down. 

"Look. I know this is going against everything I believe in but you need to talk to him." 

"To who?" 


"Umm, were you not just listening to me? He's the reason I'm here crying. I never thought I'd cry over a stupid boy." 

"Look, you know that I know Harry pretty well. He's not that bad of a person. You know that, you've seen it." Brie said. I guess she was sort of right, but I didn't want to talk to him. "You said that he was trying to protect you apparently, so talk to him about that. Maybe he lied for a good reason, and I know that sounds bad but.." 



"I'll talk to him. But as soon as he pisses me off, I'm chopping his dick off." I smiled into the phone, wiping away my tears. 

"Haha, that's my girl." Brie laughed, "Thank you. And good luck." 

"No, thank you Brie, for always being there for me. But I have to go, see you tomorrow. Love you, bye." 

"Bye, love you too." 

And I hung up. 

I don't think I have the confidence to approach Harry. I mean, it took me long enough to try to talk to him, and then he got so cocky. I finally got to hang out with him at a party, and I slapped him. We got to have a one on one conversation and he was such a nice guy until he lied and ditched me. I don't know what game this guy is trying to play, but I will figure it out. I won't let him take advantage of me. 


*Next Day* 

I decided to look some what presentable today, I thought it was going to boost my confidence.. it didn't really. I hadn't found nor seen Brie the first two periods of the day, so I decided to go find Harry. My best bet was to try to catch him at his locker, but as soon as I got there, I noticed straight away his figure wasn't there. I put my books away and pretended to ramble through my things, hoping he would eventually turn up. Time seemed to have been frozen, and no matter how long I thought I had been looking through my things, time wasn't passing by. 
It had only been five minutes before I decided to walk off. He obviously wasn't coming. I took a quick look around to see if he was walking by at least, but there was no sign of him. 

Lunch had passed and I still hadn't seen Brie nor Harry. 3rd period, still no sign of either of them. 4th and lunch went by in a flash and I still hadn't managed to find them. I had the last 2 periods off today, so I didn't bother checking if either of them had class. I gave up and went home. 
Today was a very unproductive day. I tried calling Brie as soon as I got home and she didn't answer all 7 times I tried calling her, so I gave up. I didn't even have Harry's number and I was too scared to ask if any of his friends had it, so I avoided asking them all day. 

My mind was consuming me and my body grew weak and tired, so I decided to sleep everything off. That usually works, doesn't it? 



Harry's POV- 

Her lips were just as soft as I remembered them to be. Her body had become more smooth and toned. I ran my fingers down her back and she arched with a slight moan. I was numb and emotionless. I could feel all the passion she was trying to give to me, but I ignored it. Slowly moving my body, I pushed in and she arched even higher, moaning. But when I heard her moan, it wasn't her. I could hear Krystal. 
I pretended I was almost done and pulled out, running to the bathroom. I didn't know what to do. I was so mixed with emotions I had never felt before, and I chose to have sex to stop thinking about it all. But it just made it worse. I walked back out with a towel covering the lower half of my body. I admired as she laid there, wanting more. But I didn't want more, I wanted less. I didn't want any of that to happen. I walked over and sat on my bed. I felt her arms wrap around me, our sweating bodies being pressed together. For once in my life, I felt weird being in the arms of a girl. 

"I'm sorry Krystal, but you have to go." 

"What? Did you just call me Krystal?" 

"Shit, sorry." Krystal was on my mind that much. "But you have to leave." 

"I'm not fucking leaving. We had a special moment, not like last time. Let me stay the night." 

I stood up aggressively, "Get the fuck out Brie!" I yelled. 

It almost looked like she teared up, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything. I heard her slam the front door and I fell back onto my bed. Maybe I should just sleep this all off, that always works.

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