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...


16. Long night

Diana's POV

I looked at a sleeping Harry beside me. I can't sleep because everything that has happened to day. I quietly got up from the bed and went into the living room. I sat down on the sofa and turned on the tv. I flipped threw channels until I found my favorite tv show Full House.

Before it started, I went to the kitchen hoping that there would be something to snack on. I opened up the cupboard and scanned it. My eyes landed on some popcorn. I got out a pack and put it in the microwave. I went back in the living room and waited for the popcorn. I heard the microwave beep so I went go get it. I have no idea how this happened but I burnt myself grabbing the popcorn bag.

"Shit." I said dropping the bag on the ground. I picked it back up and put it in a bowl. With the bowl in my hand, I walked back into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

About half an hour, I heard Harry walk into living room.

"What are you doing up? It's 1 in the morning." he said sitting down beside me

"I...I couldn't sleep." I said not making eye contact

"Look I'm sorry." he said coming closer to me, making me slide away.

"It's ok." I said still not making eye contact. I kept my eyes on the tv. I cold feel him staring at me. I turned so I was facing him. "Why do you think you'll hurt me?"

"I have already took you I can't control myself around you." he said clenching his jaw

"Yes you can. I just don't understand why you think that." I still feel like he is hiding something from me.

"I just can't. OK?!" he yelled making me flinch. "I'm sorry..." he whispered

"Ok I get it." I said throwing up my hands

"I'm just no good." he said still clenching his jaw

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are!"


I got up from my spot and sat on top of him. "Yes you ar-" I was cut off by Harry smashing his lips on mine. He picked me up and pushed me up against the wall. I pulled him closer to me deepening the kiss. Harry gripped my arms and started kissing my neck. I moaned when he found my sweet spot again. His grip on my arm became tighter.

"Ouch Harry." he gripped tighter making me squeal "Harry you're hurting me."

He pulled away "I told you. I'm so sorry." he left the living room and went to the room.

I looked at my arms. They really hurt. I sat down on the sofa and fell asleep.

~Next morning~

Harry's POV

I can't believe I hurt her. Every time we kissed I always tried to control myself. But last night didn't and I feel horrible about it.

I walked in the living room to see Diana asleep on the sofa. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to my room. When I laid her down, I looked at her arms. They were bruised because of me. I can't believe this. I hurt my love.

She opened her eyes and saw that I was looking at her arm. She rolled her eyes and pulled her sleeve down.

"You didn't mean it Harry." she said trying to reassuring me. It didn't work.

"I hurt you, Diana. I mean look at the bruises." I said pointing to them.

"It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does."

I looked at her deep blue eyes. "I'm fine. I promise." she said stroking my cheek.

She leaned in about to kiss me but push her away. "No, Diana. I can't. I'll hurt you again."

"No you won't."

She leaned in and kissed me on my lips. I clenched my jaw. I don't think she noticed

"See you didn't hurt me. Why are you so worried about it now any ways?"

"Just couldn't hide it from you anymore. It was killing me."

"I love you Harry." she kissing me again on my lips

"I love you too, Diana." I said putting my forehead on hers, clenching my jaw.


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