Let Me Kiss You

I went to their concert and I have fallen in love all over again.

Now, some might say Isabell met them by fate, that's what every other fan would want, but she wasn't a fan. She just knew that her best friend Kate was obsessed with them. Was Isabell going to fall in love with the boys after seeing them in person, or is it the other way round.

***this story has no relation to Isn't She Lovely***


7. How Did You Know?

Harry's POV:

He was very good looking, I didn't have a chance now. She would fall for him and not want to talk to me. I don't even know if she likes me yet though, but with him around I don't have much chances.

I saw through out the crowd Nathan pulling Isabell out and I was quick to follow behind. They were getting into the car and Nathan had this look, that is hard to explain. I guess he had a lust for Isabell. My instinct was to follow, so I did. 

They came up to a two story building and pulled into the drive way. They both got out the range rover and Nathan was basically pulling Isabell to the door. She unlocked it and again, he pulled her in fast forgetting to shut the door behind them. 

I was actually very worried at this point so I turned my car off, got out and went for the door.


Isabell's POV:

"Isabell, I feel really tired and sick. Can we leave?" Nathan asked as we were talking over the voices of people at the party. It was very late now and some people had already left. 

"Okay sure, where do you live?" I responded. 

"Well...about 2 hours away. I was wondering if I could come back to yours?" he scratched his neck in shame. He was fishing for attention wasn't he. 

I couldn't say no, he was with me on a date I had to be kind. "Oh, err, okay I guess," I said and he literally pulled me out the door to my car. 

We went back to mine and again he pulled me quick towards the front door. 

"Unlock it quick," he said. I assumed he was going to be sick everywhere so I tried my best to rush. Once unlocked he pulled me inside giving me no time to close the door.


Harry's POV:

I peered through the entrance to the house. Nice house it was. Very dark, so I could just make out what was in the frames on the wall. Some amazing art work hung down and also some photographs of Isabell and other people, so I knew this was her house.

I slowly made my way in not trying to make a sound when I heard slight mumble from the room down the hall. Further into the high ceilinged entrance I went, down the hall and towards the kitchen. The talking was clearer now and I could only just make out what they were saying. 

"Would you like a drink of anything?" this was Isabell's voice. 

"Yes, I would definitely like a drink of you. Be my skank," I heard Nathan's words flow. I was in shock. I peered round and saw Nathan grasping onto Isabell's waist. Thrusting her again the kitchen bench. 

"Excuse me?" Isabell was in shock, trying to push him off her, "As handsome as you are Nathan I would like you to get off me."

"No you don't. You want me. You want to take off that revealing shirt of yours," he replied.

"No I don't. Get off!" she squealed. 

"Why don't the drugs have effect on you?" he shouted ripping her shirt off.

"HEY!" I stepped round the corner in complete anger, Nathan stepped one step back and Isabell ran towards me covering her bare belly and bra behind my back, "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" I hissed. My breathing was tight and I could tell this was the most angriest I have ever been.

"None of your business," Nathan laughed. 

"It is now I'm here," I pushed him, "Get out!" 

"Make me," he grinned. He was obviously tipsy as he couldn't keep his gaze straight.

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him up against the wall. Even though he was bigger than me I could feel a great rush of strength over power my body. 

"Do you want me to ruin your face?" I threatened. I could tell he obviously cared about his appearance. 

"You can't do shit," he growled back. 

"You sure?" I rhetorically asked swinging my fist into his face and watching him collapse in my arms. 

"Dude, what the fuck was that for?" his eyes were everywhere. 

"For trying to rape this young lady," I pushed him harder against the wall.

 "LEAVE!" I screamed in his ear, and pushed him towards and out the front door, closing it and locking it behind him.

"Thank you so much, thank you thank you thank you!" Isabell hugged me so tight. I really liked it. Her arms wrapped around my neck with her hands in my hair. I lifted up my arms around her bare skinned waist and stroked her spine with my fingers. I felt the fabric of her bra on her back and it gave me goose bumps all over my body. 

"You should get a shirt on," I whispered softly in her ear gently and looked down to see her cleavage pressing against my chest. As much as I liked it, it wasn't the time.

"Oh, sorry," she backed away and ran up stares. 

I went to clean up the blood I had caused whilst she was busy with doing that. And as she came back she sat on the kitchen stool.

"How did you know I was in trouble?" she questioned with confusion in her eyes as I looked up to see her beautifully lit face. 

"I didn't like the vibe that guy was giving off, so I followed you back here," I admitted.

"Thank you. You have your wits about people. I like that," she faintly smiled.

"You're welcome," I said cleaning the last of the mess, "Now are you okay?"

"I think I'll be okay," she revealed, "But I am scared that he will come back here."

"Well I'm here now," I smiled moving round to where she was sat. 

"What about when you leave?" she mumbled. 

"I won't be leaving any time soon," I spun her around on the stool and stood close. I could feel our breath hitting each other. I placed my hands on her waist slowly standing there, gazing in her blue eyes and picked her up. A squeal escaped her gorgeous lips. 

"What are you doing?" she giggled.

"Taking you to bed," I felt her smile on my cheek and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Her legs were at each side of my body wrapped around my waist and I was holding her nicely shaped butt in my hands.

"Sorry for the butt holding," I laughed and she joined.

"It's okay," her voice was soft and I could feel the vibration of it through my body as she touched my skin. 

She lead me to her room and I placed her down on her bed. 

"Do you have a guest room?" I asked.

"Yes, second door to the right," she responded.

I saw her phone on her bedside table so I grabbed it and added my number with a contact reading 'Harry <3'.

I gave her a quick wink and walked out.


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