Teenage Dirtbag (not famous)

Diana has lived in many different homes. Her dad is in the army and they always have to from place to place. It's hard on Diana because she doesn't make many friends. All she wants to do is live a normal life...



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14. I don't want to go

Diana's POV

I woke up to the sun shining through the window in my room. I rolled over and saw a sleeping Harry. I smiled at how cute he was.

"Harry...baby wake up." I whispered. He didn't move. "Baby wake up." I whispered again. Still nothing.

I looked at his lips then his bare chest then his lips again. I placed my hand on his chest and moved closer to him. I moved my face up to his to the point where my lips were just brushing over his. I closed my eyes and about to kiss but instead he kissed me. I was surprised at first then went with it. He pulled away from my lips and kissed down my neck. He found my sweet spot and I moaned. I felt him smile against my neck. I was now hovering over him, him still kissing me on my lips. We rolled over so that he was on top of me. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss got more passionate.

"Are you ready to go...holy shit. What the hell?" my mom yelled. Harry and I pulled away. Why does she have to ruin the moment? She cleared her throat "Diana get ready please." She said closing the door behind her.

"Talk about awkward." I laughed. I started to get up from my bed but Harry pulled me back down. 
"Harry!" I giggled "I have to get ready!"

"fine." He pouted. I kissed him the lips, got up and walked over to my closet.

I got out a grey shirt with a pocket that has an anchor on it, blue jeans, a beanie, an infinity scarf, and my converse shoes. I walked into my bathroom, got changed and straightened my hair. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw a shirtless Harry stretched out on my bed. I bit my bottom lip when my eye went down to his v-line.

"Like what you see?" he said in his thick raspy voice.

"Maybe." I said walking over to him. I bent down and pecked his lips over and over again

"You tease." he said smiling into the kiss

I pulled away and walked downstairs. I went into the kitchen to see Scarlett and my mom talking.

"Mom you ready to go?" I asked standing at the door.

"Yep lets go." she stood up and we both walked out of the door.

When we to my dad's house, it felt like my stomach flipped upside down. We walked up to the door and I froze.

"I can't do this." I whispered to myself.

"Are you going to open the door?"

"Y-yeah." I unlocked the door and opened it. 

The house was still wrecked and still had that horrible smell.  My mom and I held our hands over our mouth and nose.

"Where's your room?" she asked

I showed her where my room is and we walked in closing the door behind us. It didn't smell as bad.

"Get as much as you need. I am going to go and open all the window so the house can air out." I nodded and walked out of the room.

I sighed and went to the balcony door and opened it. I turned and looked around my room. It was still the same as I left it. I sat on my bed and thought about the night my dad came in here and I thought about when I left to go to Starbucks to go see Harry that morning. I ignored him. I don't even remember what I said to him last. I still feel like his death is all my fault. I got up from my bed and started to pack my bags.

~3 hours later~

Once I was done, I walked downstairs to see my mom running around cleaning up. It actually smelt a lot better than it was before.

"Mom why don't we take a break?" I asked grabbing her arm

"Good idea."

We walked into the dining room and sat down.

"Did you finish packing your bags?"

"Yep I sure did."

"Good because we are leaving tonight together"

"Wait what?!" I yelled standing up

"Diana, sit down. You are going back to America with me."

"No I'm not going to sit down nor am I going back with you!"

"You are and you will."

"Mom no I'm not. You can't make me."

"Oh you want to bet."

"You can't make because I'm an adult. So I am not going. I'm staying here with Harry and Scarlett. I don't want to go."

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