Dynamite {h.s}-ON HOLD

"What would you do?"


3. What rhymes with slick?


Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. He put his hands on my waist and looked deep into my eyes as they started playing the unclean version of payphone.

"Guess you thought you'd got away from me Chiara"? He laughed clutching my waist tighter.

I hated the feeling of his hand clutching my waist so hard, it brought back bad memories. I grabbed his hands and with all my force pushed them off.

"Wow you're pretty strong for a girl," He said rubbing his hands which were proabsbly hurting seeing as I'd just hit them.

"Gee thanks," I snapped.

"What the hell is wrong with you," He yelled pulling me backwards. "Most girls would die to dance with me,".

"Do I look like most girls," I smirked walking away.

I sniggered to myself at the shocked look on Harry's face. I must been the first girls who's ever refused to dance with him and I like it. He probably assumes now that I'm one of those girls who doesn't have a care in the world, but there's a competely different girl inside me.

I eventually spotted Tyler in the corner chatting up a few girls.

"We're going!" I snapped grabing his arm.

"Why," he moaned like a five year old.

"Because I um need to talk to Ally really early tomorrow morning!" I lied.

I noticed his face darken as I said Ally. I wished they would both get along so we could go somewhere together, all three of us. But I knew that was impossible seeing as if they so much as saw each other it would ruin their whole day.

Tyler eventally agreed and we managed to sneak out the back without anyone noticing.

"So what was going on with you and Harry?" he asked trying to get a cab drivers attention as we were both way to drunk to drive back.

"There was nothing going on between us, that ass hold just wouldn't leave me alone"!

"Most girls would die to have him so much as talk to them".

As we climbed into a cab I turned on my ipod and ignored Tyler. I was sick of him joking about me and Harry I wasn't going to see him ever again, so it was no big deal. However I still hated Tyler assuming we were going out, (or something equally as gross!)


 Tyler's p.o.v

The taxi eventually drove up at Chiara's apartment building. She slipped out of the car and pulled down her dress making sure it didn't show her knickers.

"See you then," I called.

She fixed her big green eyes on me for a second, before turning around and stalking indoors not even bothering to thank me for paying for the taxi.

"Woman!" Said the taxi driver.

"Tell me about it," I replied checking my tab.

My flat was still at least five streets away but I had no money left to go that far. The taxi driver drove off leaving me standing in the pitch black alone.

I groaned and started my long journey home. Sometimes I hated Chiara she always put her feelings in front of everyone else's. It was the same with Ally. When we used to date I'd pay for everthing, posh meals, new clothes for her I even bought her, a brand new car but as soon as her new boyfriend Rick (or whatever his fucking name is) came alone she dumped me without even thinking about everthing I'd done for her.

I was still pondering this thought as I came to the local chip van. I didn't have any money left but my brothers best mate owns it so I usally get free food.

Just as I was about to walk up, someone grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt and pulled me back.

"Do you know Chiara"! a deep voice yelled.

I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say! The voice sounded cold and threatining but also slightly familiar.

"Who ar-are you"?

They dragged me to a brightly lit area surronded by street lights. As I blinked harshly in the sudden light I was shocked to see Harry standing there. His hard green eyes glowing like jewels.

"Is that better? Now do you know Chiara".

"Yes," I answered not even bothering to lie as I'm the worst fucking liar ever.

"Give me her number, will ya," he asked suddenly sounding cheerful.

What? What the fuck was this he just comes along and drags me away in the most threating way possible, just to ask me for her number.

"Sorry I um don't think she wants you to have it!" I stuttered slowly moving backwards.

"Listen um-"


"Listen Tyler if you know whats best for you, you'll give me her number".

"Why are you so desperate for it, she doesn't like you"! I yelled in frustration.

"I just need to get her to understand the real me and you're going to help me got it"?

I wasn't really sure what to say to that, so I just quickly give him her number before running away as fast as I could. I could still feel guilt building up inside of me thought and I was worried.

What did he mean by the real him? Plus why was he so desperate for Chiara? What did she have that every other girl at the party lacked?



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