Break Through

Chapter 7~Evading Trouble?

(VALERIE'S POV)

I gawked at the house Harry was pulling into, far away from where we lived. Inside, music boomed, teenagers screamed, and booze was hoarded.

"There's not a single sober person here!", I shriek.

"Now two. But not for long.", Harry says with a wink, getting out of the car, walking over to the passenger's side.

"Not a chance.", I say, once he opens the door, holding out his hand for me to take. He chuckled.

"Remember, you don't have much of a choice.", Harry says, pulling my hand so I was forced to get out of the car. I scowled and held my hand close to my chest protecting it from Harry. He was never gentle..

"And exactly why don't I have a choice?", I ask, standing my ground, not following Harry towards the party. He turned to smirk at me.

"No one says no to me.", he said, turning around again, expecting me to follow him. I rolled my eyes.

"Let me be the first.", I replied, turning and walking back the way we came. I wasn't pleased, but wasn't shocked when I felt a strong arm rip me back, so I was facing Mr. Harry Styles.

"You cant go.", he said, seriousness in his eyes.

"Why not?", I spat back, seriousness in my eyes as well.

"It's dangerous out here!", he yelled, still not letting go of my arm.

"Then why would you bring me here?!", I yell back, finding a strong voice I didn't know I had. I watched as Harry's eyes softened.

"Because your safe with me, love.", he spoke softer, letting go of my arm, and letting his hands drop to his side, only to be stuffed into his pocket once again. His green eyes sparkled every time he snuck a glance at me.

"Okay.", I found myself saying. I had no clue what was coming over me as I walked towards the party, even in front of Harry. Suddenly, my mind knew this was wrong, but my legs didn't listen. I saw from the corner of my eye, Harry, smirking once again, walking along side of me. I groaned as I stepped.

So much for evading trouble.

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Screaming, drunk, partying teenagers run wild around the house. I frowned, but Harry just smiled. I guess this was his scene. Just then, I saw two topless girls bouncing up on a table, while boys (and girls) laughed and watched. Yep. This is his scene alright.

"Harry!", a gorgeous girl with long blonde hair came up to us. "So glad you could come." Her eyes never left Harry's. I wasn't even sure if she knew I was there.

"Sure. Just trying to show this girl some fun.", Harry replied, nodding in my direction. The pretty girl looked at me, and her face dropped slightly.

"Who's this?", she asked, sounding more defensive rather then curious.

"My date.", Harry smiled brightly, which made my own lips tug up a little.

"Since when did you go for good girls?", the girl asked, looking directly at Harry again.

"Who said I'm going for her?", he asked, pushing past her, and signaling for me to follow me. I was kind of hurt...it's not like I liked the boy or anything. In fact, it was quite the opposite. But he said he wasn't going for me? Was there something wrong with me?

"Hey hottie.", this girl came up to Harry, running her fingers down his chest. Harry removed her fingers and kept going, continuing to get attacked by girls who wanted to hook up. Once he finally reached a sofa to sit on, he patted the seat next to him, and looked at me. I sat, unsure what he was doing.