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Without any warning, Harry slips his tongue straight into my mouth, and that instantly made me lift my hands to push him away, but he caught them and pinned them against the wall above my head. I can't quite decipher what's happening rightnow. All I did was move my lips against his as they move together in sync. I felt like it was wrong to kiss him back but at the same time, it felt so right. My eyes snapped open as soon as I hear Harry groan in satisfaction.

"Ha-Harry." I breathed out against the kiss, trying to make him stop.

"What's going on?" My eyes immediately landed on Niall who was staring at me and Harry in utter shock and disbelief.

Harry quickly pulls away from me and turns around to look at Niall.

"Harry what were you doing?" Niall questions, glaring at him.

Harry rolled his eyes and glanced over his shoulder to look at me. "Go to sleep, Brae." He orders, and walks past Niall, leaving him pissed. I just stood there, speechless. My emotions are mixed in a weird way and I just can't quite comprehend. I can't believe my first kiss is with this psychotic guy. I'm so stupid. Why did I let him kiss me... I feel so ashamed of myself. I've sworn that my first kiss would be with a guy I love and who loves me back. This is so foolish of me.

"Brae, are you okay?" Niall asks in concern as he held my shoulders, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Ye-yeah." I nod, "I just feel abit dizzy."

"Is there something between you and Harry?"

"No, not at all."

"Then why did he kiss you?"

"I don't know." I look down, not wanting to continue this uncomfortable conversation any longer. I could tell he was aware.

"I'm sorry. You should rest." He says, and guides me to my room.

"Thanks." I mumble, and sat on the bed.

He gives me a smile before he walked out of my room and closed the door. I did not bother to lock it as I just lie comfortably on the bed. I still feel abit dizzy, and nauseous. I can tell, tomorrow will be so awkward and weird. I'm not sure if I'm ready to deal with that. I raise my hand to gently touch my lips as I thought of Harry. I can still feel a tingly sensation, which I hope will stop already. I don't want to feel Harry's lips on mine at all. It just reminds me of the shitty mistake I made. After awhile of overthinking, I feel my eyes drooping, and before I know it, I fell asleep.

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"Goodmorning, Brae!" Niall chirps as he stood up from the couch.

"Morning." I smile, walking over to him and sat on the couch.

"Why did you wake up so early? It's just 4 am in the morning." Niall curiously asks me.

"Yeah, I need to go home, and get ready for school." I answer.

"I'll take you." A sudden voice erupted. I look to where the voice came from and saw Harry leaning against the wall, not too far from us.

My cheeks instantly heat up, recalling what happened last night. I hope it doesn't look that obvious.

"No, I-" I start.

"Save it." Harry rolls his eyes in annoyance.

"I'll drive her home myself, Harry." Niall interrupts.

"No." Harry disagrees and walks over to the door. "Let's go, Brae."

"Bye Niall." I wave my hand at him with a smile, and stood up.

"Are you sure about this?" Niall asks in concern.

"Yeah. We don't want Harry to get mad, do we?"

"Hm." He nods and smiles at me. "See ya."

I gave him one more smile before walking out the door in hesitation. I approach Harry who was waiting for me beside me the car.

"What are you waiting for? Get in already." He harshly demands, causing me to frown at him, not pleased with his attitude.

"Can you please take a chill pill." I talk back as I hop in the passenger's seat. Harry gets in the car and glances over me, giving me a deadly glare.

"Watch your mouth." He tells me through clenched teeth, and starts the engine.

I roll my eyes. "You watch your mouth." I mumble under my breath.

"What did you say?" He asks in a stern voice. Shit.

"It's early in the morning and you're acting as if you have a boyperiod." I snap, my patience running thin.

"Shut up or I'll kiss you again." He threatens but it sounded playful. Although, I couldn't help but flush at his statement as I look away from him, so he couldn't get a glimpse of my tomato cheeks.

"Look at me." He orders.

"No."

"Brae."

I sigh in defeat as I slowly look at him. He smirks as he enjoyed the effect that he caused me. "Cute." He mutters.

I look down at my lap, blushing like crazy. "Harry?" I mutter.

"Yes?"

"Why did you kiss me?" I ask in curiousity.

"I don't know."

I frown and glance over him. His eyes was fixed on the road with eyebrows narrowed.

"What do you mean, you don't know?" I snap. He is my first kiss and all he can say is I don't know?! I'm so rediculous. All he wants is to use me, to fuck me. Well, that is obviously the only thing he wanted from me. Like all the other boys. They just want a good fuck, and that's it. How selfish. I should've known all along.

A heavy sigh escaped between his lips as he takes one glance at me. "I don't know, Brae."

"Fuck you, Harry." I tell him through gritted teeth.

"Fuck you too." He replies, but humor was evident in his voice which made me angrier. This is probably an entertainment for him.

"Stop the car." I demand.

"No."

"Stop this fucking car, Harry!" I yell at him, my blood boiling.

"I said, no. Shut up already, will you?" He groans in annoyance. I just can't believe how calm he is rightnow.

"Wow!" I look at him in disbelief. "You're a fucked up dude. All you ever wanted from me is to get into my pants!"

He abruptly stops the car and turns to look at me with a stern expression. "What the fuck, Brae, hell no! Do you really want to know why?!" Okay, now he looks pissed.

"Yes! But well apparently I know the reason already." I roll my eyes.

He runs his fingers through his curly hair in frustration. "What ever you think the reason is, you are wrong."

"Pff." I scoff. "You don't need to explain youself. I'm satisfied. Now, goodbye." I shot him a fake smile, and was about to open the car door until Harry roughly grabs my arm and forced me to look at him.

"Let me go." I order, trying to pry his fingers off my arm.

"Brae, look at me!" He yells at my face.

"Let me go!" I yell, desperately wiggling my arms out of his grip but unfortunately it was no use.

"I fucking like you, okay?! What the hell, Brae just please let me take you home."

My eyes instantly widened in utter shock as I stare at him, trying to identify if he was lying, but all I could see was... Honesty.

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