20 Days *1 Day Left*

"You want me. Every inch of your body wants me," he hissed, "You want me to touch you. You want me to fuck you". "You have twenty days left, Styles," I whispered looking at his delicious lips. "But you don't", he smirked and pushed me to his bed.


26. Day 20: What Heartbreak Feels Like

I ended up sitting in front next to Harry, which made me all flustered. I blamed it on the heat. Niall was late, he had to go meet Simon and he told the rest to go on. He would join us later, he said. We were waiting for Liam and Louis to come aboard.

The all-knowing Zayn gave an all-knowing look to me and Harry then said, “You know what? I kind of feel bad for Niall being alone. I’ll stay back and come with him, you guys carry on.”

“What about Louis and Liam?” I inquired. I didn’t/did want to be with Harry alone.

“They’ll manage,” Zayn said cheekily. “Go ahead, you too! Harry, be nice. And drive properly.”

Harry gave a smirk-nod and started the engine. My heart roared along with the engine’s roar.


“So, you’ll only have to hold it in for today, right?” I grumbled. The ride was awkward.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Prepared to be my slave?”

“I’m not going to be your slave, Styles,” I roared. He chuckled and suddenly stopped the car.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Keka,” he said.

“It’s Keira for god’s sake!” I exclaimed. He smirked. I should just punch him and get it done with it.

“Keka,” he said completely ignoring me. ““I’m calling in my debt.”

 “It’s after today,” I informed him. “In case you have forgotten.”

“I haven’t,” he growled. “It’s because of you I have to do this.”

“Must be the withdrawal symptoms,” I murmured. He looked at me.

“You were going out with Niall behind my back,” he said softly.

I became silent.

“Do you like him?” he asked me. “I don’t think you do, considering what we did behind his back.”

“Harry,” I began.

“Save it,” he said. “I’m calling in my debt.” He drove the car to a deserted spot and stopped it.

“You’re doing this even though you know about Niall?” I asked. Was this guy for real?

He leaned in closer. “Why do you think I asked you to sleep with me?”

“You knew about him that day at the fundraiser!?” I asked.

“When Niall came by the other night, I knew something was wrong,” he said. “And then he was so eager to help you. It was obvious.”

“What do you want me to do?” I asked. “Sleep with you? That’s it?”

“That’s pretty grand coming from a liar and a cheater,” he smirked. Even though he spoke in harsh tone, his eyes looked sad.

“Let me remind you, Styles. You made me do that!” I exclaimed.

“And you enjoyed it,” he said. “Don’t try blaming it all on me.”

“You are to be blamed for everything!” I shouted.

“Don’t blame everything on me,” he snarled and leaned in his face closer. “You enjoyed each and every moment of it. Prove me wrong if you dare.”

He pulled me so I was sitting on his lap faced towards his face. He placed his hand behind my neck and pulled my face towards his. Our lips met and his tongue slid inside my mouth. Using his free hand he pulled my waist closer to him. He thrusted his waist towards mine. I could feel my body getting hot. He was pulling me towards him.

Without knowing I pulled out my top and unlatched my bra. He moaned as I fondled him down there. He placed his lips on my breasts and licked it hard. I arched my back and held his face close to my chest. He was so… He unbuttoned my shorts, taking away my panties as well and threw it sideways. Was this it? Was I going to win? I unzipped his pants and I could feel him going hard. I jostled my body towards him. He moaned in pleasure, suckling my other breast. We could go on like this forever.

“You’re mine,” he grated against my breast.

“I am,” came out from my mouth. I could feel him smirk. He looked into my eyes with his green eyes. Those eyes were on fire and filled with desire. He stopped.

“Looks like I’m not the only one to be blamed,” he smirked and slid away from me getting out of the car.

Was this another one of his pranks? I let out a sigh of frustration. I wore my clothes again and went back to my side. I covered my face with his jacket, as we drove on to the beach in silence. 

I never cried. Ever since my dad left my mum, I taught myself to never fall in love. And when my mom died, I taught myself to be strong. Then my grandparents passed away, I taught myself to never cry.  

And here I was, sitting beside a person I fell in love with, who was totally wrong with for me,

trying very hard to be strong, but wasn’t and

crying silently underneath his jacket.

I’m so dumb.

I tried very hard not to fall in love with him. But it just happened.

I tried to ignore it, tried to be strong. But I couldn’t anymore.

I tried very hard not to cry. But it wouldn’t stop.

It was too painful… So painful.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to live like this.

I wanted him. But he didn’t.

This is what heartbreak feels like. 

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