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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21. What have I got myself into?

Diana's POV

"What?" I asked still sitting in the car

"Yeah. That's why I acted why I did last night. Come on let's go inside." Harry said getting out of the car and coming around to my side to open the door for me.

"How many houses do you have?" I asked as he snaked his arm around my waist

"About six. Two in London, three on the outskirts of London this one being one of them, and one in America." he said while he opened the door still holding on to my waist.

"Why so many?"

"Incase I need to go on the run." I wasn't going to ask any more question so I just nodded.

We walked into Harry house. This wasn't a penthouse, it was a normal sized house. It seems like Harry has an endless supply of money. Everything in the house seemed untouched.

"Are you going to come in?" Harry chuckled. I realized that I was stand in the door. I walked in and closed the door behind me. I went over to Harry and snaked my arms around him. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and I put my face in his neck. He walked into a room which I'm guessing is his and set me on the bed

"Harry I don't have any clothes." I said laying back. He went over to his closet and out a black shirt.

"Here baby." he said handing me his shirt and was about to walk out of the room but I stopped him.

"No, harry you can stay." I said getting up from the bed.

Harry's POV

I think Diana is scared because she's never told me to stay in a room with her whilst she changed. I didn't want to watch her so I just laid down on the bed, closed my eyes and put my hands behind my head.

I opened my eyes when I felt someone climb on top of me. Diana. She put her legs on either side of me and laid down on top of me. I got up and put her on her feet. I picked her up bridal style and walked outside. I have an idea.

Diana's POV

I looked up at Harry and he had a smirk on face. I looked around the back yard and there was a pool and a lodging. He smashed his lips on mine. After about a minute he broke the kiss and went down to my neck. He was still walked with me in his arms.

"Can you swim?" He asked still kissing my neck. I nodded. "Good then." Before I knew it he threw me into the pool. Harry jumped in too. I came up to surface and saw a laughing Harry at the other end of the pool.

"What did you do that for?" I asked trying not to laugh.

Harry started swimming towards me. "Because I thought it would be funny." he said still laughing. He grabbed my waist and kissed me passionately.

"Why do you think you can run Styles?!" Harry and I both jumped and looked at the back door. No one was there. We looked around the yard no one there.

Harry looked at me "Get out. Go hind behind that bush over there." He whispered. "Go Diana. Now."

"But-"

"I said go." he whisper shouted pointing to the bush.

I got out of the pool and ran over to the bush. I saw Harry start swimming around in the pool. What is he doing?

"STYLES!" the man yelled this time coming outside. "Why'd you run?" I couldn't see the man but I've heard him from somewhere. I think it's Corey

"Oh hey Corey. How's it going?" Harry yelled waving his hand

"Cut the shit. Where is she?" Corey said looking around the yard

"Where's who?" Harry said getting out of the pool and wrapped a towel around his waist.

As I was watch, I felt some one wrap their arms around my waist and put their hand on my mouth. I screamed. Well it really wasn't a scream it was more like a mumble. I tried to pull the man hand off my mouth.

"HARRY!" I yelled. The man put his hand back on my mouth and stood up.

Harry ran over to me and punched the man in jaw. The man fell to the ground and Harry grabbed my hand.

"Oh there she is." Corey grinned

 

 

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