The Fault In Our Stars

A story of cat and mouse. Who will give in first? Will Harry give up chasing a very coy girl? Will Jade let him catch her? Or will she have no choice? Just how dark can this game get? Read to find out. Edit


2. A Tease for A Touch

I walked confidently out of the bar, my best friend Emily on one arm, and my good friend Aspen on the other.
"Jade!" I hear a deep British voice call, but I ignore it.
"I can't believe you teased Harry Styles!" Emily squealed, she was a little bit tipsy, so I planned to send her home first.
"I didn't tease him," I say "I merely showed him what he couldn't have." Emily and Aspen's laughs echoed through the quiet street. Finally the cab I called came. I pilled a now very tipsy Emily and a sober Aspen in.
"Have a good sleep girls!" I said, closing the door as the cab drove off. I smiled to myself, proud of my earlier scenario. I, Jade Lowa, had not fallen for Harry's playboy charm. I began to walk the two blocks to my house, when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to be faced with -you guessed it- Harry Styles.
"Hello love." Harry said seductively.
"Hi." I stated in return, uncomfortable being alone out here with him.
"Where were you going in such a hurry? I wanted us to talk more." He smirked at me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me toward him. I gave him a small smile, and put my hands against his chest, bracing myself to push him away if need be.
"Then lets tall Curly." he smiled down at me, making me feel small and weak. Then he tried to kiss me. I turned my head so that his lips met my cheek, this happened several times before he finally grabbed my face and kissed me full on the lips.
I could feel pride emanating from his smirk as he pulled away for breath, and I decided that was enough for tonight. Kissing him on the cheek, I slowly pushed away from him.
"Goodnight Mr. Styles." I said, walking toward my house.
"Goodnight love." He said, watching my thin hips swing as I walked.
As I walked home I reflected on that kiss. he honestly wasn't bad. In fact, I thought blushing, it was rather good. I quickly shook my head, no! No. I am not going to make this anything more then it is. It is a game, no more, no less. 
I smiled as I thought about the next level. My mother always taught me that teasing couldn't go without touch. The tease gave him want, the touch gave him hope. Put them together and you have a weapon.

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