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.* :)


8. Untold secrets

My feet were starting to ache from my continuous pacing.

I had to figure out how I would sneak out tonight.

I questioned whether or not I should lie to dad and tell him I was going somewhere else.

Then I realized that I could never do that to him, plus I'm not very clever when it comes to lying.

After awhile, I decided that out my widow was the best way.

I prepared everything for tonight and just as I was about to go have something to eat, I caught a glance of the time.


I was shocked at how late it was and also my poor attention to what was going on around me.

How in the world did I not notice the sun going down?

I had my outfit ready so I didn't have to rush.

Just before I could change, there was a knock on my door.

I bit my lip as I tried to think how this would work.

As the knocking kept going, I opened the door but covered the doorway with my body.

"Hi dad." I felt relieved when my tone came out confident and relaxed.

"Hello, I just came by to wish you goodnight. What took you so long to answer the door?"

I looked away from him when he asked me that. Thinking hard, I came up with the perfect answer.

"Oh, you know.... Lady things." I gave out a rather strained and fake giggle to support my answer.

He laughed loud and joyfully. For that short moment my heart warmed up with happiness at seeing him like this.

"Alright my little lady, go do what you youngsters do."

He kissed my cheek and walked down the hall to his own room.

I silently closed the door and rushed to get changed into my prepared outfit.

All of a sudden I became aware that I had no idea how rebels dress and if this was even a formal event.

As I slipped on the dark dress that stopped a little above my knees, I decided that it would be best to not wear any high shoes to an event that could potentially end bad.

Flat shoes would be fine.

Taking one look at the clock I realized it was 7:50, making me trip over my legs as I attempted to tie the back of the dress.

I groaned in annoyance once I realized it was impossible.

Suddenly, I felt the warmth of two hands cup my own. I felt long fingers lace through mine and that's all I needed to know it was Harry.

 "Here, I got it." He slid his hands up my back which I'm sure was unnecessary but I was more than glad he did.

I spotted his face through my mirror and watched his face structure change as he tied the dress.

Harry's lips were formed into a sort of small pout, some of his brown curls fell on his forehead, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Once he finished he looked up and caught me staring at his reflection.

I was quickly spun around and his lips claimed mine. There was not a single feeling better than this one. I barely noticed his hand still on my back, slightly tugging the lace of my dress.

"Harry, if you untie it then you're going to have to tie it once more." I was successful at getting the sentence out through our passionate kiss as he lightly and carefully caressed my lips with his curious tongue.

He chuckled and after a few short pecks he pulled away.


"We both know that I would have no problem on tying up anything as long as I got to see you undressed."

"Harry, shame on you."

My face heated at his comment while I watched him smirk.   "No need to be shy, you can see me naked whenever your little heart desires." By this point I was pretty sure I looked as red as a cherry. "But really, you look undoubtedly beautiful tonight."

I smiled at him but couldn't stop my wandering eyes from running down his figure. He wore dark pants and dark shoes, to balance the darkness coming from his bottom half, he sported a light almost creamy shirt. To top it off, he was covered with a comfortable looking leather jacket.

"We could spend all day wondering what lays beneath our clothes or we could go to the party." Harry walked closer once more and squeezed my waist after wrapping me up in his arms.

"I think we better jump out the window now before you get any ideas." I gently unwrapped myself and guided him to my window.

"Well, this is news. I thought that you would definitely go with the first option." I arched an eyebrow and widened my eyes at him which made him laugh rather loudly.

"Alright, gorgeous. Before we go though, it's a little cool outside." As he said this, he pulled his dark leather off and placed it around my shoulders along with a lingering kiss on my forehead, "it looks good on you, dangerous and sexy."

He shot me a wink before opening the two clear glass frames and taking my hand.

Suddenly I remembered one more thing that I needed.

"If you don't mind, I forgot one more thing." I hurried over to my bed and looked under my pillow to find my mom's butterfly necklace gently placed underneath.

Harry came up behind me and helped me to clip it on. This time however, it was very distracting thanks to the fact that I could feel his hot breath against my neck which caused pleasant goosebumps all over my skin.

"Thank you." I said as he finished and once again made his way to the window.

"So I'll go down first and then I'll guide you as you climb down." His face showed confidence while mine showed confusion and fright. "Don't worry, whatever happens I will catch you."

Easier said than done.

I watched him carefully as he held onto a tree branch with one hand and with the other he grabbed the house's rail as guidance.

In only a few short seconds he was down and smiling brightly up at me.

"It's really simple. Come on, before anyone hears us."

I slowly positioned myself as I climbed down and realized that the house was not as high as I thought.

As my hand held onto the tree, I stepped down a little balancing myself evenly between my two feet.


"Oh, baby. I am so glad you decided to wear a dress tonight, you're looking great. Now keep holding onto the house railing and jump down."

At his words I remembered that I was indeed wearing a dress, giving Harry a full view of what was underneath.

"Harry, you knew this was going to happen, didn't you?"

He sent me one of his charming smirks as I made one last jump and was welcomed by his awaiting arms.

"Now, unless you want to get my body hot and bothered even more, I suggest we start walking."

Harry held my hand and pulled me with him.

I turned my head to the side and furrowed my eyebrows slightly.

"What do you mean 'hot and bothered'?"

He chuckled at my question and brought the back of my hand to his lips before kissing it.

"Let's just say that it's going to be real hard to walk like this."

My eyes widened involuntarily.

Never had I affected any man, neither is to say that I had much experience in that are.

As we kept walking and Harry shot a few desire felled gazes at me, I knew this night would get heated rather quick.


Hey there! sorry if this chapter seems short but I really dislike making people wait for updates and although this week has been very busy, I was able to write this chapter. I've also started writing the next chapter so you know it will be up :) There will surely be an update every week if possible or a week and a few days. Thank you for reading. xo

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