Our Little Secret (15+)

**"I went over to her, pulling her arm and going into the prop room. "HEY! DID I SAY YOU COULD TOUCH ME?" she screamed. "Why do you hate me so much?" I say coldly.Her eyes widen and she looks at her feet at a loss for worse. "Is there even a reason?" I say softly. She looks up into my eyes. "Harry I-" she stopped with her mouth open, not knowing what to say. I laugh to myself. "We used to be so close." I touched her cheek and she surprisingly leaned into it, her eyes closed. "Sometimes a little too close." I smile.She opens her eyes and pushes my hand away. She shakes her head no. "Why Olivia? Because at the moment I don't know the reason why I hate you." I said getting out of the prop room. Did I just say that to her? I stop and think about going back. I can't I already said it, but it wasn't true. I don't hate her. I like her. A lot"**

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12. Chapter 10

Olivia's P.O.V

I walk up with a pounding headache. Oh god, I think I went a little over board. I reach over to my nightstand for my phone that wasn't there. I open my eyes and I realize it's not my nightstand. I tried to get up but found myself being held onto. I look to see Harry's mess of brown curls. I kick him hard, waking him up instantly.

I spring out of his bed to find myself naked. I grab my dress, bra, and underwear. No, no, no! I wasn't suppose to do it with Harry! "Olivia?" he says. he looks down and his eyes widen. He looks down at himself. "Did we-" I cut him off. "Sleep together? Judging the pain in my lower half I say we did!" I slipped on my underwear and bra. "Olivia, I'm-" he stops thinking. "No! No, you know what?" he says getting out of his bed, butt naked. "I am not sorry at all." My eyes widen in shock. "You don't feel guilty for sleeping with your best friends girlfriend?" "You were mine first!" he says coldly. "How so?"

"You honestly don't remember?" he says. "Remember what?" I say frustrated and confused. "Our first kiss." he says. "Last night?" "No. 2 years ago. At Laurens party." "I don't remember half of that night Harry. I was piss drunk." He moves closer. "Well, I was drunk. But I remember all of it. You were all sweaty from dancing, you pulled me onto the dance floor and just started to grind me and pretty hard. I flipped you around so you were facing me and you were laughing for some reason." He smiled. "You said to me that you wanted to kiss me and I felt the same so, I kissed you. I thought in a few days you would remember but I guess you didn't." he says sadly.

"I don't remember." I say quietly looking up at him. "It was the night I knew I had to have you. Then you started to 'hate' me." he put the word hate in quotations. "I do." I say confidently. He smiles and shakes his head. "You like me." he says putting his hand on the back of my neck. "I hate you." I say. "I don't believe you." he says moving closer. I push away and put on my dress and heels.

I flatten my hair in his mirror and see him come up behind me. "So beautiful." he says putting his warm lips on my neck. I close my eyes and lean into it, desperately wanting more. "So..." he begins.

I open my eyes and push him away. I walk out of his room, down the stairs and out the door. Oh yeah, Louis drove me. I take off my heels and start my walk.


When I got home , Niall was still sleeping along with my mum. I took a quick shower. I rinse every last  bit of last night off of me. I felt dirty. I walked into my room with wet hair and a towel wrapped around me. I pulled on sweats and a white tank top. I quickly blew dried my hair and let the waves cascade over my shoulders.

I went downstairs and saw Niall eating a bowl of cereal. "Hey. When did you get home last night?" I asked him. "Around midnight." he said looking at his cereal. He didn't make eye contact with me. "Niall? Are you okay?"

"Define 'okay'?" he says finally looking up at me. "Am I okay when I see my sister go upstairs into my best mates room when she's going out with my other best friend. No!" I try and think up a good explanation. "Niall, he was very drunk and I took upstairs to sober him up a little." I say confident in my answer. He leans back in his chair and looks me over. "See that's what I thought. So, I went upstairs and was going to check on his status. I was this close to going into the room when I heard a loud moan." he looked at me very angry. "And it sounded a lot like a girl. It sounded a lot like you when you screamed out his name as well." he said getting up. I froze. "Who else knows?" I asked. "Luckily the noise downstairs drown out your screams so no one heard. It disgusts me that you can look me in the eye and talk to me right now." I had never seen Niall this mad before. "Louis is your boyfriend. NOT HARRY!" "WHY ARE YOU SO AGAINST ME AND HARRY BEING TOGETHER?" I snap at him. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I need to know.


Hey guys! Sorry about what I said yesterday about being offline but I have time until I go see the boys so I wrote this chapter! I'll show you guys pics from the concert! So Excited!

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