All Chapters of Falling For The Michaelson Bad Boy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

{Diane}There are some times Harry talks nicely to me like he's given his life to Christ, and right now is one of those few times he acts so kind like he's not even the same Harry that glares at every single thing. Because of his sudden change of attitude, the anger I felt for him earlier was slowly melting away. I pulled out my phone and began to text my driver not to worry about picking me up anymore since I knew no matter what happens at this point, I would be going with Harry. I've wanted that from the start, I just didn't want him to know that I was that desperate for his attention and care. I was his fake girlfriend after all, but the Lord knows I want him to treat me like I was his real girlfriend. "I'm texting my driver not to pick me up anymore" I informed as I typed swiftly on my phone. I took a peek of his face and caught him releasing a soft meaningful sigh. He gave me a nod, his eyes softening at me, then he took his hands off my waist to help me hold my bag while I t

{Diane}I arranged my books into my bag quickly, controlling myself from bursting out at Harry, and if his hot girlfriend says anything vexatious to support him, I'm gonna snap at her too. What exactly am I to someone like Harry Michaelson? Am I just a fucking game to him because this whole relationship thing was built with a full plan, everything we show the world is staged. We know within us that this is not real and despite that, deep down I still ask myself; Is there a possiblity that I mean something more to Harry? Fuck that, who am I deceiving with that shit? Maybe at the end of it all, I am just a game to Harry. That fucking son of a bitch! Great! He's made me cursed his innocent mother. Let's be real though, what do I expect from a bad boy like Harry from the start? Especially since we are not even dating for real. He treats everything like it's a fucking game and I hate him for that. I fucking hate him. Without looking at him even when I really wanted to, I started to to

{Harry}Diane stared at me longer than necessary and it didn't take me long to realize that she was trying to read my mind. She must be thinking I am getting mentally unstable or I wouldn't help with the chair. To be honest, I am also finding it hard to believe I am still okay in the head. I think I need help. I can't seem to figure out why I want to be nice to Diane.I don't know why I'm being so gentle around her, so soft. That is not me. I know I am not soft, people tell me that all the time. I have been trying to make Diane smile, and It's really difficult to stop myself. Infact, it is almost impossible to stop. I do not even make people smile, especially girls and I haven't tried to put an effort into putting a smile on a girl's face. I find that stupid yet I am doing it for this hot little witch. My little witch. Stop, Harry. I think I need a smoke. "Thank you" Diane appreciated softly before she slightly bent her sexy back to take her seat. I tried not to look at her attr

{Diane}I was going to get up from my seat to be with Harry and Lia in the kitchen when Ella squealed energetically. "I wanna help Harry with the plates!" "Go, no one cares!" Julia barked with an eye roll. "Julia" My dad called softly but I knew he was cautioning her. He smiled at a pouting Ella and kissed her hair gently "Go ahead, sweetie, but you should know that daddy cares, okay?" She smiled back at dad, nodding her head and literally skipped to the kitchen like Julia hadn't hurt her feelings seconds ago. Kids. I wanna be like them. "Harry Michaelson" My dad pronounced the name slowly like Harry was actually still in the dining room with us. "He's a good kid" Dad remarked, smiling. I smiled too. "Hm. A good kid could turn bad tomorrow" Julia commented and sipped her wine, but her evil eyes were fixed on me like I was the good kid that was turning bad. "And why are you staring at me like that?" I queried, her evil look provoking me. She smirked "Like how?" "You know how

{Diane}Julia heard everything Harry and I argued about, if not everything, she heard the last parts and she's going straight to my dad to create more problems for me. "Do whatever, we don't care" Harry said casually to her with a shrug. Julia stopped grinning "Are you saying, if I bring him here...." Harry cut her off "Yeah, you can bring him here" His tone was rude and his face was blank. It is so obvious Harry does not give two fucks about what Julia was doing or what she was going to do. I wish I could also have that fearlessness he's got, things would be easy for me. Julia seethed and marched off, her heels making angry sounds on the hard floor. Harry rolled his eyes "What a bitch" I laughed "Oh my God, Harry. That was cool!"He smiled a little, staring at me."You indirectly told her to fuck off and she did!" He shrugged a shoulder like it wasn't a big deal. "You know we could talk about this later, right?" That's my dad's voice, he was talking to someone. I furrowed m