Forbidden ~ Harry Styles ~ (On Hold)

* Harry is not famous in this story *

Many say how there are two kinds of people in this world.

In Pax town there certainly are two kinds of very different people. I never really understood the name of our little town, after all "pax" means peaceful in latin, but believe me, we're anything but.

From a very young age I've been told to stay away from them. You may call them The Rebels, but out here everyone calls them the lower class, the scums, the bastards.

We are very different from them, like North and South, hot and cold; we're complete opposites. Besides the constant rumours about them going around, I can't help but think what it would be like to be them for a day....

My father would never allow it. He'd never let his only daughter do anything close to danger.
Apart from all the warnings, there's always one of the rebels who catches my eye.

I believe his name is Harry, Harry Styles.

*This book is Copyrighted.* :)


5. As long as they don't find out

My eyes widened at his words.  


I struggled against his grip until he finally loosened his arms.  


"Harry what are you doing here?" I tried making my voice harsh but failed.  


Moving back slowly I watched as Harry moved towards me even more.  


"Easy. I came here to see you, just like I said I would."  


Harry took several steps forward and I soon realized that I had backed up against the wall.  


I hadn't taken him seriously and now he was here in my room. A rebel so close to me and anyone could walk through that door.  










Attempting to hide my exasperation, I straightened my back and locked my gaze to his.   


"Listen, you have to get out. If anyone finds you here, not only will you be in trouble but so will I."  


Luke had probably already finished his meeting and could be roaming around the house.  


I pushed him with all my might but he did not move one inch.  




"Harry, go." I lightly shoved him with my hand but he enveloped it in his warm grip.  


"I can't go." His words made me stop and look into his eyes. They made me feel warm and loved.  


He pulled my arm and I collapsed against him. My skin making contact with his, sending a feeling of pleasure through my body.  


"Harry please. You need to leave before anyone finds you." I looked at our intertwined hands and tried pulling away but he only tightened his fingers.  


"Look at me, Rachel." I was too worried trying to listen out for foot steps to comply.  


Suddenly I felt his hand cup my cheek and made me face him. "Look at me."  


I let my eyes roam over his features. His every detail seemed perfect and constructed to please the eye.  


His eyes flicked down to my lips and he licked his own.  


"Rachel I'll be fine. You won't get in trouble, but I'm not gonna leave just yet."  


I didn't know where to look as he was speaking. My graze drifted from his kissable lips to his eyes and back to his moving mouth.  


"Why did you come here?" My sentence was barely a whisper.  


A loud laugh boomed from the hall and heavy footsteps followed it.  


Harry held the door in a hard gaze as if thinking of a plan.  


Very soon, the footsteps headed to the opposite direction and turned into distant noises.  


"I came here because you broke your promise." He looked me over with a disappointed look.  


I sighed and thought carefully about my next choice of words.  


"Harry, you can't do this. You are very sweet and you did help me a lot but we both know that we shouldn't be even talking to each other."  


I caressed his shoulder in a loving manner before motioning to the window so he could go safely.     Instead two arms wrapped around me from behind. That lovely feeling reaching the core of my emotions.  


"Don't tell me you don't feel that. I might not be rich or fancy like your dear Luke, but I know that you don't feel this way with him." His voice was laced with passion and every now and then his sweet smelling breath would hit my neck.  


Goosebumps appeared on my skin and I turned to face him still in his arms.  


We stared at each other for only second before he spoke.  


"Rachel, I don't care about what Luke says or does. I don't even care about what he'll make others do, it just doesn't matter to me. I just care about you."  


His eyes were filled with sincerity and I found myself questioning all the warnings.  


Even my dad had been best friends with a rebel and if the small incident hadn't happened, they might have been friends now.  


He looked at me, almost studying me to see if I would do anything.  


Then his eyes moved to my lips and he slowly but firmly moved closer.  


"Stop me now if you don't want this..." His lips were parted ever so slightly as he spoke.  


Did I want this?  


My fastened heartbeat and slight blush answered that question.  


I did want this. More than anything.  


Harry cupped my cheek so carefully and rubbed his thumb against my cheekbone.  


I found that he was taking too long to reach my lips so without a second thought I moved my head forward.  


Our lips met and we were immediately enveloped by each others bodies.  


He pushed me even closer to him and held me tighter.  


Our lips folded perfectly and slowly.  


Not much time had passed until I felt Harry's warm tongue slide across my bottom lip.     I had never gone this far before so I wasn't really sure what that action meant.  


Although I had kissed other boys, they would always keep at lips distance and would rather settle for my cheek or hand.  


As if understanding my confusion, Harry gently parted my lips with his tongue.  


I felt excitement arise within me as our mouths collapsed and our lips parted.  


His tongue caressed mine and I was lost in that moment.  


The pure love and passion I was feeling was overwhelming.


  I found myself smiling as I carefully pulled back.


 "I never knew you were so passionate, Harry." I joked and looked into his darker eyes.  


Even as I did he carefully pecked my lips between my words.  


"Only for you, baby." I could feel his smile against my mouth as he displayed those beautiful white teeth.  


My smile only grew bigger at his sentence.


I decided to try something that I had only read in books.  


I carefully wrapped my arms around Harry's neck. As I did so I could feel his muscles contracting.   


In one movement he laid me back on my bed as he supported his weight by placing his hand right beside my waist.  


I could feel him still smiling into the kiss just like I was.  


I heard his grunt of approval and pleasure when I slightly massaged the back of his neck with my fingers.  


At this, relief washed over me letting me know I was doing the right thing.  


His soft hand found its way to my shoulder and he slowly slid down my sleeve, exposing the skin.  


Before we could do anything else there were various loud knocks on my bedroom door.  


We immediately stopped kissing and Harry got off me, pulling me up as he sat up on my bed.     He placed one of his long fingers against his lips as if motioning for me to be quiet.  


"Rachel, may I come in?"  


Harry and I both faced each other and I gave him an exasperated look.  


He on the other hand simply sat there smirking.  


"Hey, it's just me Bella. I know you are not asleep."  


Bella tried the door but I was thankful that I had locked it.  


"Alright, if you don't open this door I promise you that I will knock it down and get in there."  


What was I to do?  



Hey there, I just wanted to thank you all so much for 93 reads and I'm sorry for not updating but I have graduation coming up so I really want to make the most out of my score. Please comment what you think about this chapter and as always thank you for reading xo

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