Teenage Dirtbag..

*Flash Back ~ 2 years ago*
“So how about it?”
“I don’t know, you got the stuff?”
“Yeah”
“Then there’s no harm to be done”

Thinking back on the conversation we had before he seduced me.
He warned me, his best friend warned me about him, that he was dangerous, and a dirtbag. But just like a dumbass I didn’t listen…
And I regretted doing it, but even more not telling him about Kolton and Kenton. I knew that was a mistake. I knew he would find out later on even if he was traveling the world singing with his best mates. And I was the foolish one to name the kids the names he always wanted to name his kids, and worse they have his last name.
Kolton Lynn Styles
Kenton Martha Styles.
I Knew He Would Come Back.
I Knew He Would Find Out.
I Knew He Was Trouble.
Fml

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21. Chapter 20

I woke up to the twins crying. I got out of bed and went to get them. I walked into their room Kolton was still sleeping, and Kenton was crying for me.  I picked her up and took her to the changing table. After changing her I let her down holding her hand.

“Go in mummy’s room, and wake up Daddy babe.” I say as I point to my opened door. She ran off into the room and I went downstairs and started to make some tea. When it was done seconds later I poured it into my cup. I headed back up to my bedroom, sipping my tea.

 

“There’s Mummy” harry says as I walked in.

 

“Hi babe.” I say as she attacks me with a hug.

 

*Kolton Cries*

 

I set down my tea and go to get Kolton.

 

“Hi sweetie.” I say picking him up to change him.

 

“Go find Daddy.” I saw.

 

He ran into my room and I walked behind him.

 

“Babe, your phone buzzed like 10 times.” Harry said as he played with the kids.

 

“Okay” I say checking my phone.

 

I had many unread text. Some from Zayn, Pez, and my ‘Sister’

 

I read Perrie’s first. Her messages were about the whole kissing thing, I knew she was sorry and regretted it. And I forgive her about it, but I’m not sure if Zayn will.  I looked at his next, he said that my sister came around asking for me. Shit I knew that meant that she was probably going to show up here soon. I looked at her text. This was bull shit. Apparently she found Luke’s location. She threatened to go to him, unless I let her talk to me. I unfortunately agreed and was supposed to meet her at the café in an hour. Now I had to tell Harry, I would have not told him but we just got back together and he always sees through me.

 

“Harry?” I say with my back to him.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“I have to meet my ‘Sister’ at the café in a couple hours.”

 

He tensed up a little bit.

 

“Why?” he asked sternly.

 

“She found Luke. And if I don’t go then she’s going to go to Luke.” I explained.

 

He didn’t answer.

 

“Then I’m going with you” he finally said.  

 

I smiled and looked at him. Why so amazing Hazz? I was glad he offered, I probably would’ve asked him anyways.

 

I lay back in the bed and watched the twins play on the floor with a toy. I felt Harry’s breath on my neck as he scooted closer.

 

“Don’t worry babe, Niall will babysit and I’ll come with you.” He whispered.

 

His hot breath left goose bumps on my neck.

 

There was something I’ve never told anyone… Not even Harry… The only person who knew was my Nana who foolishly let it slip out when she was talking to Ashley. I knew she would bring it up today, especially if Harry was coming. But I didn’t want to tell Harry. How would I? He would explode in furry. Only god knows what he would do. But I knew I had too. I could feel him wrapping himself around my waist. He sensed something was wrong. I could see it on his face in the corner of my eye. But I ignored it. I focused my attention back to the twins. Kenton was on top of Kolton getting the ball from him. I smiled slightly, but soon enough the thought slipped back into my head. I felt guilty not telling him.

 

“Mummy, I’m hungry.” Kenton complained.

 

It was almost super time.

 

“Ok, baby. I’ll go make super.” I said.

 

I released myself from Harry’s grip and went downstairs to make super. I lugged down to the kitchen and searched through the fridge. I heard them coming downstairs but didn’t look. I pulled out a couple of boxes of Macaroni and cheese. I got out a pan filled it with water then let it boil on the stove. I stood looking at it from across the kitchen. I heard footsteps through one ear but went straight out the other. A raspy voice startled me a little.

 

“Babe?” his raspy voice asked.

 

I looked at him.

 

“Huh?”

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

I hesitated.

 

“Urmm, Nothing…”

 

He gave me the look. The “I know you to well, to know your lying” look that I hated.

 

I didn’t say anything to him, I stared at the stove.

 

He came and stood in front of me, blocking my view. I looked up at his towering frame over mine.

 

“Babe…” he encouraged me to speak.

 

“What?” I innocently say.

 

“What aren’t you telling me?”

 

“Nothing…” I lied.

 

I tried giving him a reassuring smile.

 

“Are you sure?”

 

I nodded smiling a little.

 

“I hope you’re not lying.”

 

And he pulled me into his chest in a hug.

 

His warmth spread to my body, leaving shivers. I pulled away to cook the food. And I felt him watch me as I did.

 

“You should call Niall…” I spoke as I poured the food into bowls for the kids.

 

He had left to call Niall. I put the kids in their high chairs at the table to eat their food. While they ate I curled into a ball on the sofa. I pulled my knees up to my chest and stared out the window. I continued to stare ahead out the window when he sat down next to me. He was staring at me… Extremely close to me. He faced me leaning towards me.

 

“You better tell me what’s wrong now…” he whispered, his hot breath giving my whole body chills.

 

“I will, but not around the kids…” I say still staring out the window.

 

“Come on.” He said holding out a hand.

 

Hesitantly I took his hand as he led me upstairs to my room.  We walked in, me in front of him, and I laid on the bed, staring up at the sealing. He sat next to me, staring down at me.

 

“Babe?” he said.

 

I thought of how to tell him for a minute.

 

“There’s something you don’t know about me…” I whisper.

 

He gave me a confused look.

 

“Like what?” he asked.

 

“I’ll tell you, but please don’t freak. I don’t want my sister to tell you, instead of me” I explained.

 

Here goes nothing...

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