"Don't tell me that." He said with sincerity in his soft and delicate voice. "You can't hate me when you barely know me babe." That smirk that damn ass smirk. When I looked up I got lost in his eyes. They were beautiful and unique. I couldn't even tell what color they were. It was just plain beauty. A hand waved in front of my face and I got brought back to reality. "You need to stop fantasizing about me love." That damn smirk again. "Okay Liz. Liz. Liz. Liz. Liz."
"Liz. Liz. Liz." I heard a voice and felt my entire body shake. When I forcefully opened my eyes Harry was standing above me. A groan left my mouth and I rolled back over. My door closed and I finally felt at peace. That is until ice cold water made contact with my skin. I looked up and Harry was standing there with a smirk on his face and holding a now empty bucket.
"Thanks a lot douche. You interrupted my dream. It was the best I've had my whole life."
"I know it was about a boy. Oh and by the way, you talk in your sleep." My mouth fell open when what he said hit me. He heard everything that was happening in my dream. I walked over to my closet and grabbed a pair of ripped blue jeans, a plain black shirt, my black lace bra, and matching underwear. When I glanced at the clock I had to be at school is 20 minutes, great no time to shower. I just stripped down and dried myself off and put on my clothing.
When I got there I found all my makeup gone. Where the fuck did it all go? All I had was eyeliner and lipgloss. Thats not enough to hide my hideous face. I applied what I had and ran downstairs with my bag.
"You ready?" Harry questioned obviously annoyed by the fact that I took so long. When I reached him he looked surprised and annoyed.
"Something wrong Harold?" I questioned wanting to know the answer to my question. It may not seem that important but I kind of just wanted to avoid school. I hated it with a passion.
"Nope, now lets go before you're late. I could care less but your mum does and I'm scared to make her mad." I saw a hint of fear behind his humor and that was the funniest thing. Time to go to school.
It was 4th period and I've avoided Zayn all day. Okay I wasn't completely truthful. Zayn had a 'minion', his name is Louis. He doesn't do as much as Zayn but he sure as hell doesn't like me. Never has never will. I walked to my locker. As I was putting my books away a hand was placed on my back. Not just any hand a familiar hand.
"Aren't you supposed to be in class?" He asked with a bit of sweetness in his voice but it was covered up by the venom.
"How would you know if I'm supposed to?" I asked holding my ground.
"Don't you remember? We have the same class." His hand left my back and I heard footsteps getting farther. I looked up and he was gone. Why was he being so touchy? Louis is never touchy. He's acting weird.
I ran to Math and of course I made it 2 minutes late and there was only 1 seat left. The seat next to Louis fucking Tomlinson. I took my seat and immediately looked away from him.
Half way through class and I still haven't talked to him. I didn't want to, he was annoying.
"So you're still not talking to me?" I didn't reply. Like I said I'm not talking to him. "Oh I see how it is." He placed his hand on my thigh and started to rub up and down. "Why'd you get for number 3?" He asked. I bit my lip trying to not say a snobby remark. I felt his hot breath on my ear. "So you like that? Don't you?" If I heard right it sounded like he was trying to sound seductive.
I scooted away from him hoping to put as much space between us as possible. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me next to him.
"Don't scoot away. Now, my house, 9:30, party, tonight. Be there." Before I got a chance to respond he slid a peace of paper into my front pocket and the bell rang, signaling Math was over and it was time for lunch. When I looked in my pocket it had a number on it. I just put it back in not wanting to bother with it.
After about 10 minutes a whistle echoed through the cafeteria and everyone looked over. Zayn, he was standing on a table directing everyones attention.
"Hello everyone. So you all know Elizabeth Styles , right?" I froze. Where was he going with this. I already know he's going to do a dumb thing to embarrass me. "Well, she has a secret." Secret? What the fuck? Secret? I don't have any secrets or at least not one that would be so important to tell the whole school. "Her and her cousin made out in front of her house and then proceeded with that in the bedroom, if you know what I mean?"
He didn't. He doesn't hate me that much. I felt the tears coming so I quickly ran out of the cafeteria and into the bathroom. I pulled out my phone and dialed Harry's number.
"Hello? Liz, is that you?" He said with concern.
"H-h-Harry. Can you pl-pl-please come pick me up." I said while still crying. I can't believe he did that. He's such a dick. I walked out of the bathroom, after fixing my makeup, only to run into a body. When I looked up Liam was standing there with a sincere smirk.
"Why hello Elizabeth. How are you?" He tilted his head sideways with sincerity written all over his face.
"I'm doing terrible. You want to know why. Well maybe its because that dick made a fucking lie about me and then said it in front of the school. So I'm doing terrible." I walked away when I saw Harry's car out front waiting for me. I hate Zayn Malik and I always will.
When I got home my parents were sitting in the living room doing nothing.
"Elizabeth? What are you doing home? No I don't want to know you're grounded. For 2 weeks." I groaned and walked upstairs leaving that deathtrap of a family. Great now I can't make it to the party. I grabbed my phone and the number and just decided to text him.
Hey, its Elizabeth.
Oh, so you decided to finally text me
Yeah and sorry but I can't make it to you party. Got grounded for leaving school
Why'd you leave
Oh yeah anyway change your mind. My house 9:30
He's so stupid. I just said I couldn't go. Idiot.
9:00, maybe I should go to bed, I mean I have nothing better to do.
I looked at my window and saw rocks banging off of it. When I opened it up I saw a black figure standing in my backyard. He started to climb up and by the time they were at my window I already realized who it was. Louis.
"Put this on." He demanded shoving a bag toward me and pushing me into my closet. I pulled out the dress and it was actually cute. It was black, thank god, reaches my thigh, and was strapless. I put on my black converse and walked out. He looked at me and smirked before pulling toward him and climbing out the window.
It was already 11:00 and I was drunk. And everyone knew it. Luckily Zayn wasn't at this party, surprisingly. I stumbled into the kitchen to grab another beer. When I started walking around I ended up in a hallway somehow. What the fuck? How did I get here? A hand snaked its way around my waist.
"The party fun?" Louis whispered into my ear. I didn't even get a chance to answer before he started to kiss my neck. A moan escaped my lips when he hit my sweet spot.
"You like that don't you?" He said seductively. His lips crashed onto mine and his hands roamed my body. He led me into a bedroom not breaking the kiss. I was slammed down on the bed and I quickly threw off his shirt as to his pants. He unzipped my dress leaving us in only our undergarments. His eyes raked my body and he licked his lips hungrily.
He started to roughly kiss me. I snaked my arms around his neck and tugged on his hair. A moan escaped his lip as I did so. He likes it when I tug his hair, I'll keep that in mind. His hands made there way around my back and unclasped my bra leaving me in only my underwear. Not for long, as those came off in a matter of seconds. My hand went to his waist line, pulling off his boxers. He smirked down at me and slowly entered.
He was arched over me his head bowed down over mine. Every so often he'd close his eyes in pleasure, his hands holding up on either side of me. I watched his torso as he breaths in and out heavily and pushes himself farther into me. I gripped a fistful of the blankets enjoying the pleasure. A load moan escaped my lips. He brought his head down to my neck leaving wet kisses down and over my collarbone. He hit my sweet spot again making me moan even louder than last time. His thrusts got harder and faster as the time passed.
"Louis!" I screamed out his name in pleasure. He smashed his lips back to mine as his hands roamed every inch of my body. I felt the weight of Louis drop onto me and leave light kisses along my exposed skin. He rolled over beside me as we were both panting for air. His arms wrapped around me and I was pulled into his chest.
"This night turned out better then I thought." He lightly whispered into my ear before nibbling on it. I could still smell the alcohol in his breath but I didn't mind, my breath probably smelt the same way.
"And I thought this party was going to be stupid." I replied. After he didn't answer I looked up and he was sleeping. I kissed his jaw and fell into a deep sleep myself.
I pried my eyes open and everything was bright. But something was different. This wasn't my room, this wasn't even my house. I stood up and I was completely naked. I found a pair of sweats and baggy shirt on the floor and put them on. As I was walking around I found the living room. It was actually a pretty nice house.
"You know, you look good in my clothes love." That voice. I know who it is. I turned around and I was right. Louis.
"So this is your house, huh?"
"Yeah it is. I'm not surprised that you don't remember anything last night." What was that supposed to mean? Okay all I know is that I'm in Louis's house, in Louis's clothes and I woke up naked. Wait? No no no no. Nothing happened right?
"Did we, you know, do it?" I asked looking down embarrassed of asking.
"Ummmm......yeah we did." Wait? What? We did, we fucked. How does he remember? Was he even drunk? He had to be, you always get drunk at party's. But why didn't he stop it? Did he want us to do that? I ran into the bedroom and grabbed my phone, turning it on. 12 missed calls, 22 unread messages, and 3 voicemails. Shit how long was I asleep? 12:00!! Fuck I missed school thanks to that little dip shit. I went to the messages and started to read them.
Hey, unlock your door I need to talk to you.
Liz unlock your door now!!!
Fine ignore me then
Liz where are you???? We need to get to school
Did you already leave for school???
Liz!!! Answer me!!!
Call me now I need to know where you're at.
Liz!!!!!! Call me or at least text me!!!!!
Liz, I'm worried where are you!!!!
Why aren't you answering me??? I'm bloody worried!!!!!
I didn't want to do this but I'm going to tell your parents if you don't answer me!!!
Okay your parents know and I'm done trying. Just be safe.
Elizabeth? Why aren't you at home???
Elizabeth? Answer me you're grounded and if you don't get home now you'll be grounded longer
Elizabeth honey please answer!!! I'm getting worried
GET YOUR ASS HOME YOUNG LADY
YOU'RE ALREADY LATE TO SCHOOL
You're making us all worried sick
Get your ass home now or I will hunt you down myself
Hey, why aren't you at school?
Fine then don't answer me!!
Well fuck, now I can't go home or I'm dead. I groaned and laid back on the bed. Why does this happen to me? I just want a normal teenager life but nope I have to have this shitty life. I can't even talk to my own neighbor without my cousin getting fucking pissed at me. And now I'll be grounded for life because of this. Plus I'm a terrible liar so I can't lie about where I was and what I was doing. I don't even have a way to get home.
"Is everything okay?" I bolted up and looked him in the eye.
"No its not, my parents are pissed, my cousins pissed and I have no way to get home."
"I'll drive you come on." Before I could respond he was dragging me over to his car.
We reached my house and luckily, well not so much, but Harry was the only one home. I climbed out with Louis following me for some odd reason. I rang the doorbell since I had no fucking key. The door swung open to reveal Harry. He looked at me and wrapped me into the tightest hug I've ever had. Harry looked behind me and glared at Louis.
"Who's this?" He asked wondering. I wouldn't blame him tho.
"This is Louis, my. Friend." I almost cringed at the word friend. He was no where near my friend. More like an enemy, that I fucked. Okay maybe we are friends but no I wouldn't like to be. They shook hands and invited him in.
"So where were you?" Harry asked looking directly into my eyes. That actually scared me because he looked pissed like fucking pissed.
"My place because I was walking and saw her in an alley crying so I took her to my place and asked her what was wrong and then she fell asleep and I didn't have the heart to wake her." I looked up at Louis not believing that he literally just lied for me. Maybe he's not as bad as I thought he was. Or maybe its all just a trick.