Hidden identity // H.S

His green orbs drew me in and now i am stuck. Stuck between his Angels and his Demons. Stuck within his hidden identity...

No matter how confident someone might seem they're always fighting an inner demon.


13. Chapter 13


"Ready for your punishment, Love"


I stood by the door watching Niall leave through the gates. I looked down as i closed the door.

I couldn't tell him what happened. My past. I've had only known him for a day so I didn't know him that well. How do I know i can trust him? If i got to know him better then i might tell him. I debated with myself whether to tell him and just concluded with telling him Later.

I took a deep breathe and walked further into the room. The house seemed empty.

Rose left just before Niall, leaving me alone with Mr.Styles. I frowned remembering his words. "later you'll be punished."

My mind raced through all the possibilities of my punishment.

I sighed walking upstairs to my room slumping down onto my bed worn out. I laid down allowing my head to be supported by the soft plump pillow. 

I closed my eyes for a brief second before rolling over and picking up my locket from the top draw of the bedside table. 

I examined it in extreme detail, noticing the intricate patterns over the golden oval shaped metal. I pulled the two pieces of metal apart revealing two small photographs, one on each side. 

On the right side was a small picture of my father. I never knew him but people said i had his big blue eyes. Unfortunately he died when i was only two. In the photo he had broad shoulders and a strong jawline. He was clean shaven and his hair was dark and scruffy.

My eyes moved left across the locket to a picture of my mum holding me as a baby. She looked young, beautiful and slender. She had dark eyes and dark brown hair. She had a beautiful smile. I looked at the photo envying her. 

There was a knock at the door and i sat up quickly and closed the locket, putting it back into the draw.

"C-come in" I stuttered in a rush.

The door opened and he walked in.

I looked up. He had changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a slightly baggy white T exposing his detailed tattoos along his left arm. 

My eyes trailed further up to his face. He stared at me, one eyebrow flicked up. His dark, plump heart shaped lips stretched into a smirk.

He walked over and grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger. 

"Stop biting your lip" He growled whilst frowning at me.

Quickly, I released my lip and continued to stare right into his eyes. 


I took a deep breathe, preparing myself for what he was about to say.

"Ready for your punishment, Love"


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a/n: Okay so this was realllllyyyy short and i apologise!! I am so busy at the moment because i have pre-exams coming up!!

Howeverrr, i should be able to update this weekend and i will make it a suuppeeerrrrr long one for all of you!!

And this movella is now number 9!! Thankyou all sooo much! i love you! xoxoxox

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