Chapter 14: Shelby. 'We should head off now'
Contains mild sex scene

3 years  ago

"You'd look so much prettier if you let your hair grew Shelb" Megan said, twirling my short blonde hair around on her slender, perfectly manicured fingers.

I lifted my head so that I could meet Megans ice blue eyes in the reflection of the mirror. I had only been at St. Peters for a couple of weeks, I still got nervous around most people but to my surprise, Megan the most well known girl had taken me under her wing. At first, she scared me, well, she still does. I have never seen someone live such an extravagant lifestyle before, and this is coming from a girl who attends the most elite school in the area.

"I dont know. Maybe" I said, blushing slightly. I had ever quite outgrown my shy phase when growing up. Despite my mother constantly telling me that I had no reasson to be shy, I couldnt help to blush at any compliment given to me especially when it came from someone like Megan.

"Hey. Dont do that. You'd look hot with long hair"Megan said, freezing me with the intensity in her eyes.

"Yeah I guess I would" I said, smiling slightly of at least trying too.

"So..." she said, taking a deep breathe, before plastering a perfect smile on her perfect face. "I heard Danny speaking about you today" she said while continuing to play with my hair. "He seems pretty pussy whipped over you" she said, rolling her eyes as if the thought of being smitten over someone revolted her.

I blushed at her choice of words before answering-

"I dont know who that is" trying to recall if I had meet anyone of that name.

"Well, I dont blame you, hes easily forgettable" she shrugged. "So is there anyone who you do like?" She asked whilst bitting her lip.

"Oh well, um-" I could already feel myself starting to blush uncontrollably and I hadnt even said his name, I felt my eyes start to hurt because of how much I was smiling at his memory. "There is this one guy" I said sheepishly.

"Let me guess..." she said, putting her hand on her chin and pretending to think. "This guy wouldnt happen to dress like hes going on the run way and take a year to say a sentence by any chance would he?"  She said, smirking.

"How did you know?" I said, snapping my head around to her.

"Isn't hard to guess, every girl likes him" she said in an unimpressed tone.

"But not you?"I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No. Not me" she said sternly. "Anyway, if you do insist on going for Styles there's some things you should now. One, the forgettable Danny we were talking about earlier happens to be his best friend. Two, from what I can tell, good girls don't really seem to be his type. And finally, he's not exactly a relationship kind of guy"

I think back and wince at all the times I had seen him at school, of how my body would instantly flush and I would become giddy if he as so much as made eye contact with me. There was something so raw and magnetic and his  presence that is demanded attention, and attention did it receive and to my distaste, not only from me. I could not be in the same room with this guy and have my brain function properly at the same time. I thought how sour my mood would get when I saw whatever girl was standing next to him, and then I'd kick myself for wishing to be one of those girls.

"I dont think its important anyway. Its not like hes ever notice me" I said, not bothering to hide the sadness in my voice.

"Hey, look at me" she ordered sternly, in a voice that meant I couldn't refuse and made me meet her eyeline.

"You can get anyone or anything you want. Anything. Any stupid boy, any job, anything you want. Dont let anyone ever tell you anything different"

"Okay" I said, this time smiling for real.

I snapped out my memory and drawed my attention back to the convocation at present. We were preparing to attend the Ryan household for a remembrance of Megan, and it was fir to say I was not looking forward to it. Being as though my parents are away, everyone is here. I cant tell if it was good or bad.

"Danny's got more chance of using that expired condom he keeps in his  wallet 'just incase' or me shitting in the queens purse than you have about being right about this Isabella" Kyle shouted at Issy and I didnt have to look at Dannys face to know that he was blushing.

"Oh yeah, because your idea is so much better than mine" Issy said waving her arms around infront of Kyle.

"Well you're both wrong, because my idea is clearly right" Harry said and I smiled at his cocky confidence and I felt a smile creeping its way onto my face at the sight of his dimples.

For the past week, this is how its been. Me, Harry, Danny, Kyle, Issy and Lennon have been together constantly ever since we found out what happened to Megan. If you had told me weeks ago that I would be hanging around this group of people, I would have giggled. I knew the others had noticed my demonar had changed within the past couple of weeks. I've been lacking the engery to do my usual make up, my hair is always in a pony tail and I didnt need to look in a mirror to know that there was bags under my eyes and my skin was increasingy pale.

I couldnt help it, every time that I closed my eyes I saw Megan, the memories flooding in. Sometimes they were good, sometimes they were bad, It was constant. I also knew that there was someone out there who blamed me and the others for Megans death. In the week that has passed, the others have not mentioned this part once to me. Danny, has been starting at me just as much as always just this time with more sorrowful looks as he constantly asks me if I am ok. Kyle, has cut down making dirty intenduos from 10 times a day to about 5, which for him is an achievement. Even Issy has been trying her hardest to be nice to me, which for her is a struggle, I could literally see the pain in her eyes when she had to fake smile at me.

Lennon is by far thee most annoying. Lennon is literally by all accounts what some people would class as an angel. With her stupid squeaky voice and colourful dresses and constant smiles. I know I should be greatful for everything she is doing and all her help, but every time I see her I want to role my eyes, and I think I know why. Harry. Im fairly certain Harry is the only thing that makes me happy at this point. Seeing him everyday, having him in my house reminds me of the way things were before, it seems so long again now, but getting to see glimpses of a sweet, kind Harry warms my heart to the core. But I cant help but think that this sweet, kind Harry isnt here just because of the circumstance but rather a person, Lennon.

Case in point #1. This week in the middle of a pointless conversation at the start of the week Danny realved that Lennon voulnteers in the Library during lunchtimes somedays. for the rest of the week, Harry has been disappearing throughout lunch and has been carrying around numerous new books. Case in point #2 during lunch this week when Lennon was absent, Kyle was getting everybodys coffee orders, and asked Danny, Lennons best friend what he should get her, so you can imagine my surprise when Harry said "cappuccino with cream and extra sprinkles" before Danny could effortlessly. Finally case point #3 when Lennon wanted to watch Pulp Fiction tonight because she had never seen it before, guess who had her back?

I know its ridiculous to think that someone like Harry would ever be attracted to someone as naive as Lennon. I mean, that type of innocence was something that he used to poke fun off when we were 'together'. Besides, Anyone could tell that Lennon was completely obsessed with Danny. I know, it would make much more sense that Harry just saw Lennon as a little sister, someone who he knew when he was younger and now has blossomed a friendship but I cant help but notice tiny little things, and be increasingly annoyed by them when I did.

"For god sake! it was clearly money! and stop calling me Isabella!" Issy shouted, clearly beginning to get annoyed by Kyles nonsense.

"Money does not shine like that IS-A-BELLA!" Because of Lennon, we did indeed watch Pulp Fiction together before heading to the Ryan household, hence why there is currently a discussion, or in Issy and Kyles case an argument what was in the briefcase that Jules and Vincent reclaim. Lennon and Danny thought diamonds. Harry thought it was elvis suit, which was actually interesting because that was also a theme within True Romance which I hadn't seen but apperentally was written by the same director.Issy thought money, Kyle thought a soul. I thought I just wanted this convocation to be over.

"You don't even get a say in this, you think it was someones soul" Issy said.

"You know what... at least im creative" to which Issy just rolled her eyes.

"Hey, if people are getting points for creativitiy, then Harry's Elvis suit theory should 100% win" Lennon said, letting her dainty hand rest on Harrys arm for a fraction of a second. I could see Harrys lip curve into a slight smile before a light pink colour went on his cheeks and I felt sick to my stomach.

"And me and you Pip" Danny said pipped up before raising his hand for a high to which Lennon obsiviouly accepted with a beaming smile on her face. when I raised my eyes back to Harry, there was no longer a smile on his lips or colour on his cheeks, but rather a deep frown as he pinched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers. Feeling that my head might explode from examing his actions I spoke for the first time in what felt like hours.

"we should head off now"

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After an hour of walking around the Megan household, realising that people from school had only shown up for food, and that Megan's parents weren't even here, I finally managed to spot some people who have I have actually meet more than once. Unfortenually for me, they happened to be Issy and Kyle, who were, no surpise, bickering. Kyle had something which caused issy to hit hm.

"Hey! don't hit me, I have decalate shoulders!" Kyle said, rubbing the spot where Issy had hit.

"Aw, is poor Kyle gonna bruise?" she said, putting on a baby voice.

"Yeah, I think I am, why did you want to kiss it better?" he said, smirking.

"Yeah, I'll pass thanks"

"It doesn't have to be my shoulders, you can kiss any place on my body Miss Aldrin"

"You're a pervert"

"yeah and you are way too uptight" he said which earned him another punch.

"OW!"

"Christ, do you two ever give it a rest, I've babysat children who are more mature than you two" I said, standing next to them.

"You did baby sitting? Those poor kids" Issy said under her breathe. If I had the engery I would confront her about it, but I just could simply not be bothered.

"Hey Shelby, this place is even bigger then I remember it, I mean these pens he has just lying aroung here are worth like a grand each" Kyle said, pulling them out of his pocket.

"You've been stealing them?!" Issy excamlied.

"Yeah, haven't you?" he said, looking at me as if to say 'duh'.

"No I haven't, I am not a thief"

"You are a thief of joy" he replied.

"Hey Guys" oh god, just when I thought this couldn't get any worse, fucking Nancy Litters shows up.

"Hello Nancy, girls" I said giving a nod to the other bimbos behind her.

"I still cant believe what happened to Megan, I'm so sad" I wanted to punch her. I really did. Everyone knew her and Megan hated eachother. Everyone. I found mysef once again wishing I had the engery for confrontation.

"Yeah you really look it" I said saracastily, her nails were freshly done and its obivious what shes had a blow dry, and her makeup is perfectly done. Her roots are still awful and her dress is tacky though so jokes on her.

"Yeah" she said, flicking her face out of her face. "Anyway, I just came to tel you that im having a bit of a get together tomorrow night in celeberation of Megan. Shelby, Kyle, you'll be there right?"

"I would not miss it for the world. But if something else comes up I defentily wont be there" Kyle replied, checking his watch whilst I stared around absently.

"Issy, babe I would invite you but I know you probally wouldn't have anything to wear and i dont want to make you feel bad" she said in the usual bitchy voice.

"I think she will be just fine" Kyle said, putting his arms around Issy Jokingly.

"So, wheres Harry? id like to invite him and I cant find him anywhere" she said looking around the room.

"He's busy. shouldn't you be looking for Leo, Nancy? You know, You're boyfriend" I snapped and her cheeks turned red before she and her 'friends' walked away.

"Where is Harry though?" I asked, thinking this could finally be my oppuntiy to sepak to him.

"Around somewhere, probally hiding from Nancy, don't blame him" Kyle said.

"Lennon went out to the garden not so long ago and looked a bit upset, I think Harry went to go see if she was alright"

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Issy was right. Surely enough there was Lennon in the garden sitting on a step near the pound with Harry right next to her. From where I was standing I couldn't make out what they were saying so I instead just settled on watching them. Lennon was clearly upset her hair pushed backed out of her face and her eyes avoding eye contact with Harry whilst she spoke.

I felt my heart swell at the sight. But selfsishly it wasn't because of Lennons upset nature but rather because of the way Harry was looking at her. My brain goes into overdrive trying to recall a time where he ever looked at me, or anyone even with such soft eyes and intensity, and I felt my blood begin to boil with rage. Unable to help myself, I attempted to get closer to them to hear what they were speaking about.

"I just cant believe that shes actually gone, this all just feels like its some bad nightmare" I heard Lennon say, her voice soundin glike it was on the verge of tears.

"Yeah it doesnt feel real to me either" he said looking directly at her, his green eyes then moving all around her face. I noticed that his leg ws bouncing and his hand was on thigh, almost as if he was forcing it too. if I wasn't so pre occupied on studying their interaction, id take a second to admire how good he looks in his suit.

"I feel so bad. I mean, I cant even imagine what Shelby is going through right now" she said, sniffing. for a moment, I genuanlly feel bad. I feel bad for hating a girl when even in a moment of sadness she thinks about someone else's feelings. However, that soon fades away when I notice that Harry brings his hand to the side of her face and forces her to look directly at him.

"Hey, you have every right to feel sad and stressed and whatever else you are feeling right now, I am too" he says and then immedtialy looks down sheepishly as if he hates himself who letting someone know how he is feeling. He's always been like that, never been really able to say how he is really feeling. But appentaly when it comes to Lennon, it just slips right out, I thought bitterly.

Lennon began rubbing her shoulder with one of her hands and not a second after the gesture, Harry spoke up-

"Are you cold?" He asked getting ready to take off his blazer.

"No Harry im fine" She replied, grazing his arm and making him keep on his blazer before he let out a deep sigh.

"I don't like seeing you like this" Harrys says, his voice cracking and his gaze lowering. Instead of replying, Lennon just rests the top of her head lightly on his shoulder. I felt my eyes begin to water and I watched Harry look down at her and give a look of content, almost as if this were natural to him. Harry, the boy who hated recving hugs.

I don't know how long I stayed there, feeling my heart ache with so many different types of emtions as I watched them until Lennon spoke again.

"Im gonna go try and find Danny, I really just need to speak to him about something for a second" she said standing up.

"Right. Danny, yeah" Harry said nodding his head slowly and wiping his palms on his trouser leg as Lennon began to walk away.

"Oh, and Harry" she said, her voice sounding little as she turned back around.

"Yeah?"

"About what happened that night-" she said before pausing, as if she was expecting Harry to interrupt her or help her out with something.

"Yeah?" he asked again, this time sounding a bit breathless, and I fely my jealously intensify even further.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry. its just I had never really done that before and sometimes I get scared that I'm missing out on stuff, I just don't you to think I'm weird" she said stammering over her words and blushing.

"Well I do think youre weird" he said and they both laughed. "But sersiouly its fine, Anytime" his eyes then widening. "Well not anytime, just yeah, you know" he, also stammering, whilst scractching the back of his neck. I had never seen Harry go this red before, what the hell happened?

"Yeah I know" she said before smiling and walking away.

I watched him as he watched her.

When she was out of sight, he let out a deep sigh, loosening his tie and smacking his head before running his hands down his and slouching down on the ground, looking lost in his own little daze.

Despite all the different emtions in my head I couldn't pass up on an opportunity to speak to him, to be alone with him, just me and him. Maybe I was thinking an analysing too much into his interactions with Lennon, maybe I just needed to calm down. I took a deep breathe before speaking-

"Hey Harry"

"Shit Shelby" he jumped placing a hand over his heart before laughing "you scared me".

"Sorry" I said giggling, the shy and giddy girl I used to be always showing up when im around him. "Is it ok if I sit?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, sure" he said before scooting over and I sat down on the place where Lennon was just moments ago.

"couldn't handle it either?" I asked, nodding towards the house as I watched him take a ciggerate out and begin to light it.

"Nope" he said before exhaling. I couldn't help but look at him and admire him. He looked so beautiful, his green eyes glistening in the sun, his curly brown hair messily resting on top of his head and his jawline becoming more prompient as he sucked on a death stick. He truly is the most beautiful person I have ever seen. He held out the ciggerate to me, offering it. Probally assuming the reason I was staring was because I wanted to share. If ony he knew how much I really wanted to share with him.

"Thanks" I whispered. "Hey Harry?" I asked and watched as he turned to look at me. There was so much I wanted to say to him, I didn't even know where to begin.

"Do you ever miss us?" I asked, trying to sound confident.

"Shelby-" He said and I could hear the warning in his voice.

"what?" I asked, feeling myself about to cry, wether because of sadness or anger I do not know.

"This really isn't the right time" he said, flicking the ciggerate on the floor. I could feel all the pent up anger beginning to resurface.

"What you can comfort Lennon but you cant answer my simple question?" I snapped and I could see his eyes become wide and his expression change.

"Shelby you are upset, please. Lets just forget about this" He said, looking right into my eyes not wanting him to see my tears my voice cracked at the word "Fine" before getting up and sprinting away, running as fast as I could.

"Hey Shelby, are you okay?!" Danny shouted, concered as I ran past the house.

"Leave me alone"

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Once, Harry told me red was his favrouite colour. One afternoon, I painted my entire room red. I conviced mysef it was because I liked the colour red too but that wasn't the case. Yet as I st down on my bed unable to do nothing but stare at the red wall, I couldn't bring myself to regret it.

ding dong

I Jumped when hearing the door bell and rushed down, just assuming that it was the Miss Josexy, the sweet neighbour who comes to check on me sometimes.

I felt my eyes widen with shock when I saw Danny standing right there on my door step.

"Danny?" I asked, confused.

"Hey, sorry, I know its late, you just looked really, really sad today and I just wanted to make sure that you were ok" he said, unable to meet my eyes.

"Right, of course. come in" I said, guiding him towards the living and having a seat on the sofa.

"I am sorry that I snapped at you today" I said " I didn't mean too"

"Don't even worry about it, I cant even imagine what youre going through right now" he said to which I just nodded slowly.

"I'm so tired" I admitted weakly, feeling myself wanting to cry for the 10th time today.

"I know." He said putting his hands on my shoulders much like the way that Harry had done to Lennon earlier today with a soft expression in his eye, I wonder how Lennon would feel right now if she had to watch this scene right ifront of her?

"You are so, so strong. And beautiful-" He said blushing "I don't know how you do it, I really don't" he said, looking at me with an expression that I could describe as admiration, and it felt good. It felt good to be looked at like that.

I allowed myself to stare at Danny, take in his features. He wasn't Harry. But he was handsome, with pretty, eyes, pretty mouth. And he very so clearly wanted me. For whatever reason.

"Are you all right, Shelb?"

I realised that Danny was actually rather handsome.

"I'm...ah...I'm fine," she said, pulling myself on the couch. "Just been a long day"

He nodded and resumed his previous position, arms over his chest, head back on the cushion. He took it from her hands with a grin and tipped it to his own lips. My eyes went down to look at his lips, would he be a good kisser? Surely he wouldn't stopped me if I tried.

He slowly lifted his head and looked at me nervously his pupils dilated, and his face looking nervous. Like a puppy. So nervous. So unlike Harry. Without even thinking about what I was doing, I leaned into him, his breath warm on my cheeks before my lips met his.

The kiss started off tentative, as if he was questioning whether this was real. His lips were still for a moment but before I could pull back, his lips pressed back against my own, moaning, the tip of his tongue sliding across my bottom lip. His hand came up to touch my neck, his hands shaking a little. I tilted my head to the side and opened up myself to the kiss, gently stroking my tongue against his. I felt the groan that echoed in his throat as his fingers tangled in her hair, unclipping the hair clip and letting my hair loose. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I registered the sound of the clip hitting the floor behind the couch but I was too occupied.

I pulled away from Danny and he looked at me with dazed, dilated eyes and red swollen lips. He wanted me. HE wanted to me. If Lennon could have HIM then I will have him. I smiled and before he could say a word I pulled my top over my head, revealing my white lace bra. His eyes were wide with surprise as he stared at my breasts and swallowed loudly, he opened his mouth but then shut it again and I felt a sense of achievement. Before I could stop myself, I straddled him, my legs on either side of his hips and he thrusted up.

He moaned lowly as I let my tongue darted out to sooth the wounded flesh and his hands rested on my hips, squeezing ever so slightly. Too gentle. I grabbed his wrists in my hands and brought them up to my breasts, placing them for him, telling him what I wanted.

He barely moved, his palms just holding the weight of my breasts, his fingers still on the lace. I groaned in frustration at his inability to do what I wanted him to do, what I needed him to do. I ground my hips against his own and his fingers flexed involuntarily and I sighed at the touch.

"Danny, please," I whispered, my lips travelling to his ear, nibbling on the lobe, my tongue tracing his ear. His breath rasped in my own ear, tickling my neck as he let out shaky, heavy breaths.

"Shelby, I don't know if we-" he said breathlessly. I slid my hands down his chest and slipped my hands beneath the material, my fingers touching his hard stomach. I felt his muscles twitch beneath me and he inhaled deeply as my fingers slid down to his belt buckle and he moaned again.

"Don't you want me Danny?" I whispered in his ear, already knowing the answer and feeling him against my thigh, throbbing.

He moaned as my fingers undid his belt "Yes, Fuck, Yes" he sighed, his fingers lightly tracing the lace cups of my bra and I wanted him to rip it off. "But, Shelby-"

"Shhh"

His eyes closing briefly for a moment before his fingers slipped inside my bra, drawing the lace cups down, exposing my naked breasts, my nipples hard. I  moaned when his head bent and took one of my pink nipples between his lips, sucking gently. I fisted my hands in his hair, throwing my head back.

His lips moved back and forth between my nipples and I pushed my hips against his, feeling his erection pressing against me. So hard.

His fingers slid underneath the waistband of my panties, his long fingers finally slipping inside of me. I moaned above him, gasping loudly, my hips bucking against his hand.

Getting frustrated, and wanting to have him in me, my hands returned to his belt, undoing the button on his jeans and lowering his zipper slowly. My fingertips brushed against his stomach, tracing it to the waistband of his boxers and slipping beneath the flannel. He was heavy and hard and I took him in my hand, stroking down and back up.

He broke the kiss, leaning his head back onto the cushion and groaning. I used the fluids that had seeped out as lubrication, my hand sliding up and down, squeezing softly. His hips rose of their own accord, thrusting himself into my hand again and again, his eyes closed tightly in pleasure.

"Oh gosh, yes-" "I can't believe this is happening" he groaned. "You're so fucking hot"

He was panting, his cheeks flushed, his fists clenching the edge of the couch in a death grip and I knew that he was not going to last much longer so I released him, withdrawing my hand from his jeans and his eyes flew open to regard her with open with confusion. I tugged at his jeans and he realised what I wanted and he lifted his hips so that I could pull his jeans and boxers down to his knees, his cock springing up.  Without hesitation, I removed my shorts and panties and before Danny could do more than look at me with his puppy dog eyes, I  was straddling him again, poised over him. I  could feel him pressed up against me, his hardness caressing my wetness, the head just touching my entrance. This is what I needed.

I shifted my hips, causing him to slide against me and he groaned loudly, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hips. I smiled devilishly at his reaction, filled with smug satisfaction that I  could cause him to react this way. I reached a hand between them, taking hold of him, guiding him inside of me as we locked lips again. I moaned into his mouth as he slid in.

We stayed that way for what seemed like ages to and i moaned in frustration and started to rock my hips against him, hoping to alleviate the tension that was coiled deep inside me. His fingers tightened on my hips, stopping me from moving and she pulled back to look at him strangely.

"Shelby" he panted, his face twisted in frustration and pleasure. "Condom, oh-"

"I'm on the Pill," I whispered into his ear, pressing my full breasts against his chest as I   began to rock against him, moving my hips over him.

He gripped my hips once again and began to thrust up, sliding himself deep inside of me, all that could be heard was the smacking of skin.

I leaned my head into his neck, lips tasting the salty sweat that had gathered there. His thrusting was erratic, his breathing shallow, his heart racing beneath my fingers.

"Oh fuck, fuck" he chanted. "Are you close?"

"Yeah, just keep going" I begged, needing this. His hips sped up, pushing up to me, deeper and harder than before, his fingers slick.

"Please cum for me." He groaned as I could feel him shooting inside me and his breath catching before I clung to him and felt myself finally come too.

"Oh god" he moaned before, his head went limp on my shoulder.

Only one thing past my mind as I stood looking up at the wall and sighed-

What have I done?

AN// sorry guys I have been away for a while and felt like this chapter was a lot of shit? I don't know, tell me what you thought of it and what you thought of Shelby :)

Text chapter will be from Harry's POV :)