Forbidden Love

17 year old Chloe has just moved out of her parents house into her own apartment in London, when she falls in love with the boy a few doors down. She knows it's wrong but she just can't fight it. Will love ever find a way for the young couple?

Guys this is a lot like my other Movella (ie- a bit naughty, my name) so yessssssssss enjoy


26. Bad First Impressions

Harry's P.O.V


I sat next to Chloe at the dinner table as her mother brought in the food, it's weird to think that they don't even know we're a thing and think that I'm her best friend or something. I looked up as a plate was set in front of me and instantly tensed as I saw a face I never thought I'd see again. I nodded at him as he filled my glass up with water and glared at me as he walked back out into the kitchen. 

"You okay?" Chloe asked politely, secretly placing her hand on my knee under the table,

I smiled "Why wouldn't I be?" 

She shook her head and went back to staring at her empty plate on the table. Soon, her mum and brother emerged back in and sat down at the table with us all. I received yet another glare from her brother, Tommy. I already knew his name, we go way back. Her mother interrupts my thoughts as she announces for everyone to help themselves, and of course my awkwardness brings me to the same dish Tommy's at.

"Can you pass me the spoon, please?" My voice shakes slightly, and I'm not sure why... Probably because I hadn't seen him since I was being apologised to by the police and he was stuck in that cell. 

"I don't know, can I?" His voice is cocky, and he obviously think's he's toughened up over the years. Chloe's mother gives him a very deathly glare and I hear a loud thud under the table, he's probably getting the blame again. Chloe leans forward and grabs it for me, and I can't help but think of how good her ass looks in the new tight jeans she bought. 

"Don't be so rude, Tommy," she almost shouts in shock at the manners of her older brother. Little does she know. I pile some carrots onto my plate along with some broccoli, mashed potatoes and some chicken. I glanced at Chloe's dad and realised quite suddenly that he hadn't stopped staring at me the whole night. 

"Your face," he started "looks very familiar." My mind flashed back to that one time I'd seen him, chief of police, watching his son get arrested for something he didn't do, giving me the same stare as he was now over the counter and furrowing his brows at me. Not much has changed since then, apart from the fact I've grown some stubble and shower on a regular basis. I coughed after I swallowed my mouthful of food, a nervous cough more than anything. 

"Does it, sir?" I questioned, placing another forkful of food in my dry mouth and swallowing it down with a gulp of water. I felt Chloe's hand back on my knee, giving it a squeeze to assure me not to be nervous. He wiped some gravy from his mustache and continued his speech. 

"What did you say your name was again?" His eyebrows raised, I wanted to just shove Chloe's hand off my knee and run out of the door, forgetting dinner, Chloe and my clothes.

"H... Harry, sir" I hesitated and could feel my palms beginning to sweat against my knife and fork,

"Harry..." He dragged out the 'y' as if he was asking for my last name, 

"Styles, sir" He dropped his knife and fork, and I glanced at Tommy who was watching contently with a smirk on his face, a face so smug I just wanted to plant my fist into it,

"What's the problem, Daddy?" His hands formed two fists on the table and sweat began dripping down his face. 

"Ethan..." Louise warned, and Tommy's smirk just grew bigger. 

"Harry Styles ay, has he not told you Clo?" My gaze met hers as she removed her hand from my knee and into her lap, she is so going to hate me after this.

"Told me what?" Her face had fear written all over it, and I could tell she wished she'd brought Zayn now, 

"Remember when your brother was sent to prison for 3 years over something he hadn't done? Harry here walked free, spent no time behind bars and HE was the one who'd done it all along" I tried placing my hand on her knee but she swiftly removed herself from the table and ran upstairs. I placed my elbows on the table and ran my hands through my hair, Chloe's mother was staring at me with sorrow in her eyes, it almost looked like pity. 

"Ethan, that was not necessary, the past is in the past" Her eyes were filled with tears, and she too removed herself from the table. And it was just us three left. Tommy was still smirking away to himself,

"Good first impressions ay dad" He spoke, almost too loud. I scooted my chair back with anger and noticed Tommy flinch as if I was about to punch him, 

"Still the same old coward I used to know, ay Tommy. Fucking grow a pair you dick," they both looked shocked as I left the room to go and check on the two women, Chloe's dad had happily upset just to get one up on me. 

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