I stood in  front of my bedroom mirror, no quite sure what to make of myself. Harry told me to wear something nice, but my idea of nice was old-style dresses that my grandma would have worn when she was younger. It's not that I was trying to impress Harry; he had practically forced me into this date, and he would have to take what he was given. But what was I supposed to give him?

I finally settled on a cotton, floral dress, along with a blossom necklace and a pair of crème wedges. I liked the dress because the flowers on it matched my hair colour; I know it seemed weird but not a lot of clothes could match my carrot coloured hair. It was one of the dresses Meg picked out for me on my last birthday; we went out to one of the shopping centres in London on a shopping spree with all of my birthday money. Meg steered me towards the skimpy clothes, things like short, high-waist skirts, low-cut crop tops, and spiky heels. I wanted the same old blouses and Mary Jane's I always wanted, so we came to a compromise. I bought things that both me and Meg approved of, and a few skimpy dresses too.

I tied my hair into a fishtail braid, completing my look for this afternoon. Mum and dad were at our neighbours house for dinner, and Meg at was the cheerleading audition. So they wouldn't even know I was going out. I took my purse and headed out of the house, locking the door behind me.

When I made it to the park entrance I was hesitating; if I did go then he'd want to do things with me, possibly kissing me. But if I didn't go he'd come to my house himself and drag me back here. One way or another, it looks like I may be kissed either way.

I spotted Harry sitting beside one of the big, oak tree's near the back of the park. As I came closer to him he stood up; even in the distance I can see the smirk stuck onto his face. When I reached him he stood so close that his body was only centimetres away from mine, once again his eyes raked over my body.

"You look beautiful sweetheart" he said in a deep whisper.

"T-thank you" I stammered. 

We sat down together; our heads were shaded by the heavy tree branches. We didn't say a word to each other; going on a date kind of seemed pointless when you knew you had no idea what to say.

"I don't understand" I blurted out "Why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"Possessive" I said "You've only known me for a few weeks and you've already claimed me as your own. Within the first twenty four hours we've known each other you've hit on me, tried to seduce me and nearly kissed me. I just don't get it"

"There's nothing to get" he said firmly "When I see something I want, I'll take it. I wanted you and now I have you; the only thing I don't regret about that night was that I didn't kiss you sooner"

"Can't you understand? I didn't want to be kissed! You claim that you want me but you never actually found out whether I want you as well. You may like me but you barely even know me, and I don't know a thing about you either!"

"I know that you're not a regular skank" he said "I'm so used to seeing those kind of girls that it's exhausting. I also know that you're not a try-hard; you don't wear makeup or dress like a hooker, it's nice"

"Well...I think that's the first decent thing you said to me since we met" I said "And no, I'm not counting all of the times when you hit on me"

"That's another thing about you" he said "You don't fall for me at the first compliment; you never flirt back, and you barely speak at all. Why?"

"Because I was never one of those people" I said "I like my books, dancing and school. I guess I just prefer reading to romance"

"You are a strange girl Bethany" he said "But I like it"

Then he did something strange, something I'd never expect from the Harry Styles. He smiled at me. It wasn't one of his trade-mark smirks that he gives to girls he wants to screw; it was kind, genuine and in all honesty, cute. I liked this kind of Harry, although I didn't even know this Harry existed until now.

"So if you're not a regular skank or a try-hard, who are you Bethany?" he asked.

"I'm a complete nerd" I began "I love classical novels, and I absolutely hate binge drinking. I love to dance; my favourite kind is modern ballet. I hate living in the suburbs; I actually prefer public communities to private ones. I can't stand my hair colour sometimes, but my mum refuses to let me dye it"

"Why would you want to dye your hair?" he asks, laughing "It's so beautiful"

"Not when you're call Scottsy McHaggus by a bunch of twelve year old's on your way to school" I said, chuckling.

"They don't appreciate a pretty girl when they see one" he said, suddenly shifting closer to me.

"Harry" I whispered "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I have to" he whispers "I have to know what it feels like"

Suddenly, I feel myself tumbling backwards into the cool, fresh grass. Harry leans over me; his legs trap my in between his as he settles over top of me. I couldn't move; I was afraid to find out what would happen if I did, and whether or not I would miss out on something good. His lips edge closer towards mine, I could practically taste the peppermint on his breath as his lips stop only centimetres away from my own. My first kiss, and it would be with Harry. All thoughts ran quickly through my mind, but stopped abruptly when Harry's lips were pressed against mine.

I wasn't sure what to feel when it happened. I assumed it would feel cold, wet and sloppy. But to my surprise it didn't. His lips were hot, and slightly moist as they worked gently against mine. I will give him credit; he was a very good kisser. As he leaned in even further to deepen the kiss I could feel the fine contours of his body obvious through his thin Shirt.

I shouldn't be doing this, but I am. I was letting Harry kiss me, and was very tempted to kiss him back. How could I do this to myself? I promised everyone that I would stay away from Harry, I knew that he was bad news. But letting him kiss me was practically giving him permission to do whatever he wanted with me, and I should still know better. How can I be acting so Naïve?

"Kiss me back" he moaned into the kiss "You know you want to"

I obeyed, giving him the slightest lip movement. What would his girlfriend think of this? I'm certain that she hates me already for catching Harry's attention, imagine how she would react to a single kiss? That would be an utter disaster.

I pulled out of the kiss, desperate to catch my breath. Harry sat up, still straddling my hips to the ground.

"Can you see why I want you now? You're smart, beautiful, and in my eyes; irresistible" he said "I will have you for myself: one way or another"

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I sat, curled up on the sofa with my copy of 'Pride and prejudice'. Meg was sitting beside me, resisting the on-going urge to snatch up her cell from the coffee table and check for any texts from her boyfriend. Mum and dad wanted to talk to the both of us about something important, but what?

"Girls, you two remember the Styles's don't you? Anne and Harry?" How could I forget?

"Well, Anne is attending a meeting for the next two weeks, starting tomorrow" Dad cut in "And her son needs somewhere to stay until she gets back, so we..." Oh god, no.

"Offered him our guest bedroom until Anne gets back" Mum concluded.

"You can't be serious mum!" Meg exclaimed "You know what Harry tried to do to Bethy, why would you let him stay here?"

"Because he can't stay anywhere else" mum said firmly "I spoke to Anne the other day, she promised me that Harry will be on his best behaviour. Beth will have to fend for herself some time, and Harry is only one teenage boy"

"I'll have my eye on him the whole time, so don't you worry" Dad soothed the situation a little "I don't trust the boy either but he has no where else to stay; and he'll be in the guest bedroom, by himself"

"I'm sorry girls, but Harry is staying here" mum said "Like it or not"

Perfect. Harry and I would be under the same roof, for two weeks. Harry would just love the idea of getting his hands on me, perhaps in my own bed if he'd go that far. This was perfect alright; a perfect nightmare.

So here is chapter seven! I had to finish this in a rush because I was separated from my beloved laptop for a whole twenty four hours! Anyway, I've also brought you all their first kiss. Was it good? If so then please give it a read, I didn't really expect to get over thirty reads in almost two weeks, but I'm proud of that! Please keep reading and I shall keep updating, that's it for now! Julz xox