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Bad Boy Styles

one

“Get up loser” My body was shook and I jolted awake.


“Hayden, will you please stop being an twat to your sister” Mum rolled her eyes and proceeded out of the car. I followed swiftly behind Hayden, widening my eyes in amazement as our brand new house came into view. It was two stories and painted brown. Yes. Brown.


“They could’ve at least painted it a different colour other than brown, it looks hideous” I groaned.
Hayden snorted, “Yeah, but it looks better than the house next door” He laughed that evil laugh he used to taunt me with. The one that made me want to punch him in the face. I looked at the old, rickety house beside us. The roof was rusty and the grass looked as if it hadn’t been mowed in years. There was a banged up, black Mustang in the driveway, with obvious bullet holes. I shivered at the thought.


“Mum, don’t you think it’s a little unsafe for us to live here?” And right on cue a distant, bark of a bulldog could be heard.


“Oh nonsense Finn, living here will be the best that’s ever happened to you” She smiled a tight smile, pulling out more of the boxes from the back of our white Range Rover.


We were wealthy, but I’m not one to brag. In fact I hate having heaps of money. My mother is the CEO of one of the largest makeup companies and my father is a doctor. So as you can tell, Hayden, my brother, is the most spoilt brat in the entire universe. He can be a real dickhead sometimes.


I sighed dreadfully. I was starting at Cheshire Academy tomorrow, and I was shitting my pants. As I went to grab a box, a tall, skinny boy walked out of the house next door. He was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, and he had black and purple bruises covering most of his face. His face was hard. His thick, dark eyebrows in the shape of a frown. A cigarette was placed between his middle finger and forefinger, and he was heading over to his car.


I blatantly stare at him from where I was standing. My arms extended out and ready to pick up a box. He notices someone watching and turns to look at me. I take my time in examining him. His arms and hands are covered in cuts; dark rings adorn his eyes while his actual eyeballs were bloodshot.


He smirks. A deep, deadly smirk and unlocks his car. He abruptly turns to manoeuvre into his car, slamming the door shut and starting it up. I watched as it pulled out of the driveway. Straightening his car up and taking off without another look.


+++
“Students we have a new student here today, her name is Finn. Finn, take a seat wherever you want.” The teacher smiled and I stumbled forward, moving over to the last vacant desk next to a young girl and a boy.


The girl had frizzy hair and freckles. I placed my bag underneath my feet and pulled out a notebook.


“You like MKTO too?” The girl asked. I smiled down at my book, running my hands over the MTKO stickers on my book. “Yeah, totally in love with them” I laughed.


“Thank gosh! I was really hoping you weren't one of those girls who’s obsessed with indie music and thigh gaps or something” she beamed. I laughed again, “I can assure you, I’m not a Tumblr girl”


“I’m Eleanor, by the way. Eleanor Lachowski” She held out her hand I took it.


“Like Francisco?”


She chuckled, “I wish”


“I’m Finn. Finn Summers”


++

“The girl’s locker room is down the hall and to the left, and the cafeteria is in here” Eleanor pushed open the doors to reveal a giant, hall like room filled with obnoxiously loud children. Each table filled with at least five to nine students who were all laughing and chewing with their mouths open, this definitely wasn’t like Bradford State High. Yes, I went to a state school before here, and I loved that school. That was one of the only reasons I loved living in Bradford.


“What’s the matter?” Eleanor asked.


I shook my head, “Nothing, it’s just a lot different to Bradford State High”


She linked our arms together and dragged me through the cafeteria and over to a big group of people.


“Guys, this is Finn. That’s Jordan, River, Emily, William Aliya” They all waved and went back to their conversations. I sat next to River and Eleanor and took out my lunch box.


“So have you heard that Harry Styles kid in year 12 got arrested again and now he has to wear an ankle brace?” William or Jordan scoffed.


“Who’s Harry?” I said.


They looked at me as if I was crazy. “Finn, Harry is like the worst student to attend Cheshire, I still have no idea how he got into this place” River said.


“It was because Principle Mathews thought he could straighten him out” Emily butted in.


River raised an eyebrow and said, “How would you know?”


“Because my sister was in the office the day he came, heard everything they said.”


“Look! there he is now” we all turned our heads around to see what Jordan was looking at, I recognized the same boy from yesterday morning walking through the doors. “Hey, that’s the guy who lives next door to me” The table fell silent, Eleanor put her arm on my shoulder. “I recommend you lock your doors, batten up your windows and don’t go out after eight - thirty at night”


“He can’t be that bad” I rolled my eyes.


“Finn he sells drugs and you’ve seen first hand at where he lives


“Bu-” I was cut short by that annoying voice


“Finny I want you to meet my new friend” I looked up at the table to see everyones face flushed, as if they’ve seen a ghost.


Shit, it was too late to turn back now, so I quickly turned around to see Hayden, standing by another boy.


Of freaking course it had to be him.


“This is Harry, he lives next door” I glanced at Harry who had that same, murderous smirk on his face as yesterday.


“Nice to meet you,” His voice was cold and raspy, his dimples becoming more prominent as his grin grew wider.


“Y-yeah, nice to meet you”


The air fell with awkward silence before Hayden talked. “Mum isn’t going to be home tonight because she has work, so Harry and I are going to hang out”


I pressed myself even further against the table, “Are you sure?”


He gave me a look, “Finn what the fuck is wrong with that? I made a new friend and he lives next door”


I sighed, “Alright”


“Good” he nodded and walked away, Harry following closely behind.


“Girl, you better lock your door up good tonight”


Notes

So! First installment of Bad Boy Styles. I really liked writing this ;)

Anyways, feedback is really really appreciated and yeah.

PLEASE COMMENT, VOTE AND SUBSCRIBE??


tell me what you think and if I should continue?


ILY

STAY FAB xx

P.S for the people who don't know me or don't read my other stories, I live in Australia so like when you sleep I wake up and when I wake up you go to sleep like yeah AUSSIE REPRESENT MATE and no we don't ride kangaroos to school x

Comments

@Fantazy 2001


school is more important right now! probably not until all my assessments are done! I promise it won't be long! x


wey_hey wey_hey
3/9/15

@Fantazy 2001


school is more important right now! probably not until all my assessments are done! I promise it won't be long! x

@Fantazy 2001

wey_hey wey_hey
3/9/15

Love the story
when are you going to right the next chapter ???

Fantazy 2001 Fantazy 2001
3/8/15

why did you stop? continue....Fucking love this story

Rashy Rashy
1/21/15

Why would you do this to me :'( but i love your story