Messed Up Direction

Meet Jessica, your all time girly girl. She loved her mom, but her dad was another story. She breaks up with her abusive boyfriend, Justin, and goes to a club with her friend Alice for a celebration, where she meets Harry. Harry styles.


1. The Night and The Next Day

Jessica's POV


The persons lips worked there way up and down my neck, me giggling at the contact. I swayed my hips to the beat of the music, the persons hands never leaving my small waist. He reconnected our lips for less than a minute, then moved back to my neck.


The lights in the club where blinding, the music giving me a headache. I downed another shot, still with the stranger on my neck. I moaned as I looked around again, seeing all of the grinding bodies bump against each other, almost going at it right there on the dance floor. I smiled, completely drunk and out of it, and wrapped my arms around the mystery man and pulled him closer.


"Wanna go back to my place?" He whispered huskily into my lips. He tasted like beer and smoke and his voice was laced with lust. Sober Jessica would have pushed him off, slapped him and ran out the club to go home and feel sorry for herself, but Drunk Jessica just nodded her head and smiled like a goofball.




I woke up with a start, sitting up in the unknown bed. I felt a chill and looked down, to come face-to-face with my bare chest. I screamed because i know what i just did, I lost my V-card to a stranger that could be an ugly 50 year old man. I never sleep naked, so i knew that had to be the reason. A boy, about my age, with curly dark brown hair and piercing green eyes, came running out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.


"What? What's wrong are you ok?" He asked, worry showing in his eyes. I looked at him, and screamed again. I backed up all the way to the back of the headboard, still screaming. He ran to my side, cupping my mouth with his big hand and rubbing my back with the other. I started to calm down and asked his name. "What?" He asked, still covering my mouth. I rolled my eyes and pulled his hand off on my mouth.


"Whats your name Mr. Curly?" I smiled at my nickname for him. He laughed and shook his head. “Harry. Harry styles. Would you like a shirt?” He asked, going to his closet to gt us both some clothes. I nodded my head and realized that I was still naked, and that I just lost my V-Card to this guy. I felt a tear go down my cheek at the thought of my boyfriend, Jackson.


I grabbed a pillow and put in in front of my face, sobbing into it. I guess Harry noticed, because I was soon wrapped in a strong hold. “Shh, what's wrong? Are you ok, is it just the hangover?”  He asked, looking into my eyes. “If you didn't know Mr. Styles, you just took my Virginity, and I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!” I yelled, getting up and grabbing my clothes. I threw on the shirt that he had previously  gave me and ran out the door to my car. We had took my car last night, because I had some common sense not to forget it.


I walked to the Black BMW and opened the door, getting in. I slammed it shut, started the car and started to drive home, the tears blurring my vision. I hoped my parents weren't home, not that they would care why or not I was crying. This thought made me cry harder, until a horn brought me back into reality. I swerved to the left, just blocking the car.


I smiled sadly at the other driver in the red bug, who looked pretty pissed off. I pulled into my driveway, got out the car and ran to the door. I forgot my key somewhere, so I just knocked. My butler, Robert, opened the door and looked at me worriedly. “Is everything ok madam?” He asked, putting his hand on the small of my back and sitting me on the couch to talk.


Robert was like my real dad, since my dad was never home to care about me. He rubbed my back and comforted me as I  explained to him the details to my morning and night. I looked him in the eyes. “Wh-What...  what if he didn't use protection?” I ask with a shaky breath. Robert sighs. “I don't know sweetie. I don’t know.”




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