Paid Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Hi, I'm Abby Thomas. Age 17, grade 12. School is terrible, I have very few friends. What am I talking about I have two friends. But I only really talk to one which is Jessica. But there is this one guy that everyone adores and looks up to. But they look past the fact he is a total douchebag, so are his friends. But what happens when my friend Jessica dares me to go out with him and see how long I last? Did I mention she'll pay me 20 dollars each day. He'll go out with any girl he gets his hands on, just to see if he could get in their pants. Well do I accept this challenge? Do I fall in love? Does he find out?

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12. Chapter 12

  "I think he'll like me in this," I smiled with a twirl. My white skirt that went to the tip of my thigh flowed in circles. I unwrinckled my black see through black shirt that was tucked into my skirt. I had a tank top under it, so he wouldn't see anything. I stared in the mirror putting a dab of different kinds of make-up on. I brushed through my hair, then straightened it, putting a small white bow clipping up my bangs. I went from badass to adorable. I guess I can be both huh. I grabbed my leather jacket, phone sneakers and went to the living room were my mom was sleeping on the couch. I sighed and watched her.

  I haven't spoke to her in a few days, no eye contact, no words, no nothing between us. I sat on the love seat and put on my rugged black sneakers that matched my outfit; slid on my jacket lifting my hair out of it and to the sides of my face, putting my phone in the pocket of the jacket. Ready. I stared at the wall clock that read, 6 o'clock. I wonder if he'll get a hit if I'm 2 hours early instead of late. I smiled and went out to my car getting in buckling, turning the key reversing out of the drive way and out on to the road.

  When I got there it was only 6:37. Wonder if he'll tell me tomorrow not to be early, haha.  I got out, fixing my shirt again, making sure my make up was good and walked up onto his porch. Just knowing Harry this long I know he at least has a heart but more cold than warm. I took a breath and knocked onto the wooden door. I stared down at my feet, clicking them waiting. I waited but it seemed he wasn't home.

  I stared over and looked in his driveway, no car. I guess I can wait, I sat on the step and watched the kids play across the street, the cars that beeped past, the people on their bikes smiling. This was such a peaceful hood but some people who live here aren't so peaceful.

  It's been a hour now, should I leave and come back? I took out my phone and was about to text him telling him I was there when I heard a engine. I looked up to see Harry's car; he's here! I smiled as he got out with flowers in his hands. "Shit!," he blurted out trying to hide the flowers behind his back. 

  "I already seen them," I laughed standing up and walking towards him.

  "Fine. But I thought you weren't coming till 8?," he handed me the large pink flowers that smelt like summer breeze.

  "I thought I'd get her early so I wasn't late," I giggled staring at him.

  "Well you surely caught me at a bad time, I look so bad while you look so god damn sexy," he licked his lips. I smiled and put my hand on his shoulder kissing his cheek.

  "You look good anytime babe." I seen his cheeks started to get red, making me laugh a little. "Aw baby boy is blushing," I did a baby face.

  "No!," he laughed then went back up to the house. I followed behind still admiring the flowers he picked out for me. "Here just sit in there, I'll be down in a minute," he tossed his keys on his kitchen table and pointed to the living room for me. I sat the flowers on the coffee table and waiting on the couch. I stared around at the features he had placed in the room, pictures, music discs, radio, television, table, shoes, jackets and more. I wish I had my own place like this... "Okay. So what do you want to do?," he walked in running his hands through his hair. I glanced over at him, breath taken. He was just so good looking in his tight skinny jeans that almost showed everything, a black plan tight shirt with and randomly placed bow tie.

  "Cute," I smirked.

  "Cute? That's it," he stared in my eyes then sat next to me.

  "God damn cute?," I questioned turning my body to him, making our knees touch. I stared from his eyes to his mouth. He leaned in and breathed on my lips, just about to kiss me but didn't.

  "Nah doesn't work that way," he backed his head away from mine leaving me wanting his lips on mine.

  "Fine then be like that, you sexy ass," I smiled. He gave me a cheeky smirk before leaning in and slamming his lips on mine. My word he has such kissable lips. He put his cold hand on my thigh sending chills up my spine. Oh lord, what have I got myself into. I placed my hands over his neck leaning him down on me. He put his tongue in my mouth without caring to try to ask me, knowing I'd let him in. 

  I know I didn't feel like this for him yesterday, I actually wanted to hurt him but now I don't. It seems I might actually have feelings but I mean the money is more important. I'm trying not to think of hurting him in the future if he finds out but what would he care. He has done this to girls probably in the past so look we both have another thing in common. Using people.

  I pulled away staring at him on me. "So what are we going to do?," I smiled pushing him off me and leaning back grabbing his remote, turning the television on.

  Teasing him is a good way to see if he actually wants me or not.

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