"Harry, ple-please." I begged.

"But what do we have here?" Harry said with an evil grin pasted on his lips.

His green eyes meet mine and I squirm beneath him, trying to let go of his grip but honestly is useless.

"Harry, let g-go of me." I begged again and the curled just laughed. "I..im going to scream." I said and I swallowed, feeling my throat dry.

"I know you don’t dare." He smiles and rests one hand on my cheek.

I froze at his touch and I looked attentive and scared at him. He's drunk; I can feel the strong smell of alcohol.

Harry slips his fingers across my cheek, on my jaw and stops at my lips. My heart is about to jump out of my chest. His emerald eyes burning into mine, intimidates me and makes me feel goose bumps.

"You look completely scared. Are you afraid of me Lucy?"He whispered leaning toward me. His face is only inches.

He's drunk, I have no shorts and I'm trapped under him. Of course I'm scared.

"Yes," I whispered.

"Don't be." Harry pulled his lips into a pout. "I will not hurt nerd."

"Harry, let me go." I complained trying to move my wrists.

He smiles and leans as if he is going to kiss me. I'm so scared that I instinctively turned my head and his lips crashed against my cheek.

"Oh, don't be such a prude." Harry growled against my skin.

He kissed my cheek and pulled his face from me. Harry released me and I stay in the corner of the sofa with my legs bent. Like a little girl stays in the corner of the room when she is punished. I want to be as far away from Harry.

"Ca-can you leave?" I asked, rubbing my wrists.

"What if I don't want to?" He frowned.

"How did you get in?" I asked curious.

"You left the back door open, love." He smiles and slides a hand through his hair.

"Are you drunk?" Harry nodded in response. "How did you get here?"

"By car, that is a stupid question." He spits.

"Don't be rude." I whispered. "If you're goi-going to be like that please Harry go."

"Please Harry go." He mimics my tone while he lifts the sofa. "I came here to see you."

"To s-see me? You've come to bother me, bursting into my house. You turned off the lights, I thought there was a thief, I almost had a heart attack Harry. "I whispered loud enough for him to hear me.

"It was just a joke." He smiled.

"I didn't think it was funny."

"To you nothing is funny; you're so boring and prudish Lucy."

"I am many things for you, most are negative." I said, hugging my legs.

"Blah, blah, blah." Harry rolls his eyes. "This sucks."

Why he is always saying negative things? Why he is always so rude? I don't like the way he treat me, I am weak and I don't need somebody else to make me more weaker.

"Tell me the truth, why are you here Harry?" I asked.

"I was bored."

"Harry is Friday night, someone like you would not waste time with someone like me." I said hurt.

"You are right." He smiles and walks awkwardly around the room.

"Are you really drunk?" I asked watching him walk.

"I see two Lucys, so that may answer your stupid question." Harry said crossing his arms.

I sighed and shook my head. "You should not drive drunk."

"Now you think you are my mother?" Harry spits. "What now?! Are you going to tell me to stop doing drugs too? "

I'm just trying to help, I worry about him.

Why he thinks I'm attacking him? Is not like that.

"This is a waste of time." He says and starts walking toward the exit. Harry stumbles but manages to maintain balance and keep walking.

I jump on the couch when he slammed the door. He's drunk and thinks he can drive. His house is like 30 minutes from here, not that far but 30 minutes that could cost Harry's life.

His mother asked me to take care of him, I can't disappoint her and I don't want anything to happen to Harry. Unfortunately I can't let him go.

I got up and I ran to the entrance. Harry opened the door and he is in front of the driver's door. If I don't stop him now he will go and anything could happen and I don't feel the guilt if I can stop it.

"Harry, Harry!" I yelled as I ran to his car.

Harry opened the door of his car and I grabbed it before he can close it.

"Now what?" He shouted.

"You're drunk, something could happen to you." Sighed. "So, am ...please, do-don't go." I said grabbing his hand in mine. It was an involuntary act but that caught his attention.

Harry looked down at our fingers intertwined and then looked at me. His emerald eyes are open in surprise at my action.

I think it's the first time I took the hand of a boy.

"Please ..." I whispered.

He shook his head and nodded. Still holding my hand Harry got out and closed the door of his car. He turned to me, looked at me and started laughing.

"What happens?" I asked confused.

Harry laughs and looks down at me. "Haven't you noticed? You're still in panties. "

I looked down, my shirt covers me hiding my underwear but still I'm not wearing shorts. Oh my god.

I let out a little scream when Harry grabbed me on his arms and threw me on his shoulder. My face slams into his back and I took one of my hands to my thigh to grab my shirt hoping that he cannot see anything.

"Harry put me down!" I managed to scream. He laughs and walks clumsily to my house.

Oh god, he is drunk and he is not walking straight, what if he slips? I could break my nose this time.

"Harry please!" I begged. Harry laughs again and I gasped when he slap me. "Harry!" I said, feeling ashamed a heat wave travels through my body.

I feel as violated.

I knocked gently his back and I raised my sight. My eyes meet one of my neighbors. Mr. Parker is in pajamas and he looks surprised from his house which is in front of mine.

"Lucy, are you okay?" Mr. Parker yells.

Harry stopped and turned toward him. "My girlfriend is fine, we're just playing." Harry laughs softly.

Harry turned back and now I can see my neighbor again. "Good night Mr. Parker!" I waved my hand to him.

Mr. Parker waved to me too but I can already imagine his face of confusion at the scene.

I smiled and pretended that everything was fine. Oh please, I hope that Mr Parker don't tell mom about.

Harry opened the door and we both entered. He puts me down and looks at me attentive.

"What do we do now?" He asked innocently.

Great, just great. Two seconds ago he told me stupid and now looks completely harmless. The many faces of Harry Styles. I just wonder what he thinks, what happens on his mind.

Harry stretched out a hand to me but I move to dodge it.

"I still keep wondering if you're a lesbian." He rolled his eyes. "Maybe..." Harry pauses thoughtfully. "Maybe you should get drunk." He winks. "That would be the easiest way to get you. Oh little Lucy, "Harry smiled. "I would do so many things to you." I shudder at his words.

Why he says that? Why me? I don't want to be part of his sins.

Harry grabs me by the waist and draws me to him. Our faces are inches away and I feel like I'm about to throw my own heart.

I watched intently as Harry leaned toward my ear. "I would make you scream my name little Lucy." He whispered and his warm breath brushed my ear causing a shiver run down my spine.

Harry planted a kiss on my cheek and walked away from me. I blinked a few times a little paralyzed by his actions.

"What do we do now?"

I opened my mouth to respond but I'm interrupted by the sound of my phone.

"Give me a second." I said before walking over to the couch to grab my phone. "Hello?"

"Lucy, how are you?" My mother's voice sounds on the other side of the line.

"Fine, and you?"

"Fine too. I'm calling to see if everything was fine, have you eaten? Don’t you feel lonely? We can buy a cat for you"

"Mom," I complained. " Don't worry, I'm alright. "

"Lucy, you're in panties!" Harry tells me before laughing.

I grabbed the end of my shirt and pulled it down. I blush as I look quickly to Harry.

"What was that? Are you with someone? "Mom asks on the other side of the line.

"Ah? What? No mom, of course not. "I laughed nervously. "I'm watching a movie."

Harry laughs again and I glared at him to shut.

"Don't lie to me Lucy." Lily said a little annoyed.

"No, I'm not lying."

"She's lying!" Harry said with amusement.

"Harry," I complained, frowning at him. Harry laughs and stumbles. The boy rests his hands on the wall for balance.

"Are you with Harry? Are you with a boy? "Mom screamed on the phone.

"N-no."

"Lucy please use protection, condoms always, please!" Mom said.

"Condom? What is happening Lily? "I heard Mike's voice on the background. My God, this is so embarrassing.

"Gotta go, bye." I hung up and turned off the phone. "Ugh, mom is going to punish me when I get home." Let out a moan and threw myself on the couch.

"Punish you?" Harry asked confused and sat beside me. "What the fuck? You have 17 years old and you still get punish? "Harry tries to hide a grin.

"Yes." I admitted embarrassed. "Are you feeling better?"

"Nope. I feel like on a roller coaster."

"You want to throw up?" Harry shook his head.

Somehow I have to help him. Being drunk and be so dizzy it must be horrible. Ugh, how people can drink alcohol? Anyway there must be something to pass it off. But what could it be?

I know where I can find the answer. Internet!

"Are you going to stay only in panties? Lucy you're tempting me..."Harry's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, no." I blushed and pulled the ends of my shirt until it reached my knees.

"Not a problem for me." He smiled. "You look pretty sexy."

My face must look like a tomato for all the shame I feel right now. I got up quickly and looked at Harry.

"Let's go up-upstairs."

"To your room? Alone?"He gave me a look from head to toe.

"Um, yeah b-but we'll find out what can he-help you to sober up."  I said embarrassed under his emerald eyes.

"Come on." He smiled.

We headed upstairs quietly, I turned on the light in my room and Harry lay down on my bed. I put on a pair of pajamas pants and I walked towards my small desk. I turned on the computer and waited to open the browser.

I grabbed a book resting on my desk and I walked towards my shelf. I shudder when Harry turns me and lifts me, grabbing my thighs. I choke a gasp and I support my hands on his chest.

"Harry!" I said scared.

He chuckles but he doesn’t release me. My back is against my books, and is starting to hurt.

"I like your face every time you are scared."

"Why don't you scare me like normal people? A 'boo!' and that's it. "I whispered, looking into his eyes.

His proximity intimidated me and my voice becomes weak. I think this is the third time that his face is so close to mine. Why is he still doing this?

"Harry." I whined when he squeezed my thighs. I want to cry, I feel that he invades my privacy and forces me to put myself in positions that I don't want. "Put me down."

He smiles, his eyes never stop looking at me when tilted at me and plants a kiss on my neck. His breath tickles against my skin before he plants another kiss.

OH MY GOD.

Normal people would enjoy this, would feel pleasure. I've seen it in movies; they all have a special spot that fills them with joy. But not me, I know that I don't have that special spot.

How can you let others kiss your neck? Ugh, the thought scares me and scares me so much that I start to scream. I shout desperately.

The sound disturbs Harry's ears. The boy let me go and pulled away from me. He stumbles with his own feet and falls to the ground.

My breathing is strong, I cover my mouth with my hands and I choke a sob.

"What the fuck Lucy?" Harry asks angrily from the ground. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

I removed my hand and tried to speak but no sound came out of my lips. I blinked and I feel a tear falling through my cheek and then another and another. I'm crying.

I slid down on the floor and I hugged my knees. I can feel the fear in every fiber of my being. I don't know if it's fear of Harry but I am afraid when he touches me.

The contact leads to affection and that's exactly what I'm feeling for Harry affection, and affection can leads to others things. And I'm so scared because it is not normal for me to feel something like that.

And all that Harry does is make it worse. He is very impulsive and he doesn't mind corrupting my personal space. I'm not used to any of this and I shudder by every move he makes, because boys scare me.

And that's not all. He is rude, he always is. He tried awful today and I am still hurt. I just let him be here because I have no choice.

I sobbed, wiping tears as I looked down.

"Lu-lucy, shit." He said noticing my state. He crawled toward me and came to hug me.

"N-no." I begged  but Harry hugged me anyway.

I like when he hugs me, when he does something with love. Not when he grabs me against my will, he must do the same with all the girls what he once was.

"Why are you crying?" Harry whispered without let me go..

I shook my head and I kept crying. I want to say 'I don't know' but that would be a lie.

"I'm...I'm sorry." I whispered. I rested my hands on Harry's chest and gently pushed him away from me.

"No, don't cry, did I do something?" I nodded and I wiped my tears.

"Just do-don’t be so ru-rude to me." I stammered between sobs.

"You mean about today?" I nodded and took a strand behind my ear. "Ugh, I'm sorry ..." He whispered looking into my eyes.

"Why di-did you say that?" I asked still sobbing. God, I will end up dehydrated.

"I don’t know ..." He whispered. Harry crossed his legs and looked at me intently.

I cried a few minutes in silence and he just looked at me.

"I think..." Harry whispered and I looked. "I think I was jealous." He admitted weakly.

What?

"Jea-jealous? Why?"

Why would he be jealous? I can’t understand it.

"I don’t know." He shrugged. "But I was jealous."

"Abo-about Adam?" Harry nodded slowly and ran a hand through his hair. I blinked a few times surprised by his answer. I can’t believe it. I didn't expect that. "Oh." That's all I say.

I wipe the tears as I sigh. I think I've cried enough and I think I have no more tears to cry anyway.

"Ca-can I ask you something?" I said. Harry nodded and waited for me to talk. "Don't hurt me Harry, please." I murmured biting my lower lip.

Harry looked down at the ground and stay there for a moment, completely lost in his own thought. I'd pay to know what is on his mind.

"Um, I...ahm, I will not hurt you." He answered without looking at me.

"Okay." I wiped my nose and I did a quick braid. "I think I've cried enough."

"All your cry left me sober." Harry smiled weakly.

"Really?"

"Nope, but I wanted to say it." He shrugged. "Are you hungry?" I nodded slowly. "We could order something."

"So-sounds good." I smiled. "I will seek on the Internet anything helps with drunkenness and hangovers." I said.

We looked at each other in silence. This moment is precious to me. Harry and I sat on the floor and in complete silence, finally getting along. I revealed a little more of my weak side. I can not believe he felt jealous towards Adam, that's a confession I will keep forever in my memories.

"Let’s enjoy the night." Harry tells as he rises. He stretches out a hand to me and I grabbed it. "I will keep my hands off you and I'll be good, okay?"

"Thank you Harry. I don't mind if you touch me, I mean, in a normal way of course but it's just that you're rude. The way you do things makes me think that that's the way you treated the other girls. I am not one of those girls. "I whispered. "And we're friends, I guess."

"I guess you're right." He nodded. "Were you crying about that?"

"Something like that. I think... I think I have fear when you, um, touch me, I don’t know. " I admitted embarrassed.

"That's weird. Were you scared when we were on the couch? "

"Well, yes. I felt very intimidated because I wasn't wearing my shorts. Nobody has ever seen me like that, not even my mom. "Harry laughs softly and I joined.

"You're adorable." He smiles and our eyes meet.

This Harry, yes this is the Harry which I am feeling something. Is the same Harry that I saw that day at the bakery, the sad teenager seeking for his mother's attention, the same Harry who helped me when I saw my mother with that man that day and the same Harry who just saw me crying like a baby.

"Sorry If I scared you." He said and gently cupped my cheek. I shudder at his touch but I do it because it feels great. "It's just the way I am."

"Um." I sighed and nodded gently.

That's the way he is and I can not change it. Nor do I wish to.

On one hand I like the Harry weak, the one I just saw but Harry aggressive sometimes just scares me and pulls me away from him. I can stand his personality but sometimes there is a limit, and he doesn't know that limit.

"Let's have fun." He says and I shudder. "As friends. Let's do some good midnight memories. "He winks at me and we left the room.

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