I Need Your Love

Carly and Harry have this on/off relationship. Every time they're off something bad happens. She needs protection and Harry is the only one. "I need your love." Carly whispered to Harry. But then Zayn came in the picture..Try not to fall in love with both, just try. Read to find out how she managed to stop..does she stop loving both? Read to find out.

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1. We Fall

         pg.1                                                        WE FALL

   Today was long day at school. Carry books here, carry books there. The only thing I want to carry right now is a nice glass of wine. I called my friends to see if they could hang out with me at a nice bar but their excuses were homework. Who gives a shit about homework? I called some other "guy friends" but their excuse was football, you know I think it's because their parents don't let them drink. Come on, we're 17 now!I have no parents,just a foster child. My parents are in jail, they failed in life. As much as I hate homework, I still get A'S. My foster parents, Lola, and Bill are just the average white parents. I love them, they love me they let me do whatever I want. I am not really a bad child, the only "bad" thing I do is drink, honestly. I am very mature and they trust me. Sometimes we have family nights and we go to bars or go out and get some wine and beer all together. Both of my parents are rich and work as doctors and surgeons.

####################################################################    pg.2                                                                                                                                                                 I was on my way to a bar with my fancy Lexus sports car, and ran a red light. I'm not even drunk yet and I ran a red light. You know what they say," You Only Live Once". I parked and hurried out so no homeless person came up to me to ask for money like always. I knew this bar, it's my favorite, and yes, I've been to so many bars that I have a favorite. Inviting another friend by text, she said she couldn't come because her grandmother had passed away from a heart attack. Now, I was really screwed. I had tons of other friends but some I really didn't know that well. Walking while texting telling my friend how much I felt bad for her and her grandmother, I bumped heads with a curly headed guy with bluish green eyes.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry I should've watched where I was walking." he said with a slight smirk on his face his IPhone 5s had a slight crack on it from the fall."No, I am sorry." I said picking up is phone. We got eye contact and smiled at each other. He was so handsome. We met like in every romance movie but this time it was real.

"While your at it put your number on my phone." he flirtatiously said with a smile.

"Of course!" I said sounding desperate. When I gave his phone back with my number on it he texted me this:

             "HOW ABOUT WE GO GET A DRINK"

       I knew right then and there this guy was a flirt, I liked him. Going inside the bar with him I saw a reflection of myself in the mirror thanking myself for wearing something fancy. I was wearing a short maroon dress that is strapless with glitter on the bottom of it rising to the top. Since I am a makeup artist, I used my skills and piled my face up with makeup from M.A.C . My hair was curled and it bounced on my shoulders as I walked toward him. I loved the fact that we have the same hair color.

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pg. 3

   

     Sitting on a bar stool next to him I thanked god that all of my friends were busy today.

"So what's your name mysterious hot girl?" he asked with a chuckle and a glass of wine in his hand.

"Carly, they call me "Curls". I told him with a smirk on my face.What's your beautiful name?" I tried to flirt but it didn't really sound right.

"Harry,Harry Styles, that is." he said with confidence.

"Wow that is a beautiful name." I said with a fake smile.

"Not as beautiful as you." he said so sweetly.

"Thank you! How old are you?" I brought in.

"16, you?" he asked curiously.

"17, but I'm still in love." I added trying not to ruin his chance with me.

"Too bad we don't go to the same school." he said drooping his head with his curly hair bouncing.

"Don't worry I'll call you everyday and we can meet." I said stroking his right arm softly. Then he came in with a kiss smelling like sweet wine.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked as a slow song came in.

"Of course." I said with a smile, I was blushing with love and excitement. We got on the dance floor slow dancing. He turned me around gently and grabbed my waist and started grinding me slowly and romanticly. He was drooping his head down to my shoulder and he was breathing on my neck saying the words, "I know we just met but, I love you." then had a slight chuckle - laugh. We were going side to side motion. It was just a perfect night like cinderella at the ball with her prince. Then we turned around and kissed each other on the lips for the first time The kiss lasted minutes. I didn't want to stop. It was the best kissed I have ever had. His lips were smooth as if he just used an eos lip balm. When our lips touched together it was warm and there was a spark between us.

        I  jinxed it. Hearing the bell on the door knob of the bar cling when somebody entered I looked and it was a group of guys and girls from my school that I HATED. One of the guys I got eye contact with started whistling at me and Harry. The girls came and then everybody came. Just about five people though. A girl came in tripped me and I fell on my face looking like a fool. Harry came in and punched one of the guys in the face defending me while my nose was bleeding from the fall. Then a massive fight with all of us happened. I went to the bathroom, running, when a security guard kicked us out. I had mascara smudged all over my face looking like the Grudge. I was embarrassed, hurt, and now lost looking for Harry to apologize to him. Driving home at midnight, crying, drunk. Almost crashing, an old man took me home and returned my car. I felt blessed from the kindness of the old man. I didn't wash my face or change, I just fell on my bed and cried myself to sleep.

 

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