Bad Boy Styles
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SONG OF THE WEEK : Animals - Martin Garrix
P.S This chapter is dedicated to BooBear_Girl bc she is fabulous, check her stories out x
The morning after Harry and I's little...incident, Eleanor had called my phone, demanding I tell her the details.
"You kissed!?"
"No," I scowled at the phone, "He attempted to kiss me, and then my brother came home."
I could hear Eleanor sigh, "Your brother ruins everything,"
"I know," I agreed.
I stood up from my desk chair and ran a hand down my face, "You're going to need to get closer to him," I rolled my eyes, hadn't I gotten close enough already!?
"Like how?" She was silent for a minute, which meant she was thinking, oh no. This was going to be bad.
"You've met Niall, right?" I nodded and she continued. "Finn, they're in a gang, Niall and Harry are apart of this gang that my brother was in, don't ask." she quickly cut me off as I was about to ask her why her brother was in a gang.
"Anyway, their so called 'leader' Zayn, is Best Friends with Harry, there's three other boys; Liam, Louis and Reece, but Harry hates Reece. "
"Where is this going?" I asked her, why couldn't she just get to the point.
"Meet his friends," she said. "Become friends with them, I don't know. He'll get jealous or something, that way he'll become protective over you, he'll like you even more that he already does."
I rubbed the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger, and sighed heavily. It had only been three days since we decided to go through with this, and I was already over it. I'd only known Harry for a month. One month, that was it, it would take me at least another month or two to actually get him to like me.
"I don't even know where they sit at school, how the bloody hell do I find his gang?" I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on our dining table and unhooked my bag from the chair, pulling out my keys and leaving the house.
"Don't you live next door to him?" her toned sounded as if she was speaking to a stupid person.
"I'm not going over to a convicted criminals house!" I whispered sharply into the phone as I quickly walked past Harry's house and down the street, making my way to school.
"He's not convicted anymore," She said. "He's getting that ankle brace off tomorrow, he'll be able to go anywhere he wants after that." The wind whipped around my body and I shivered, every five minutes or so I would turn around to make sure no one was following me.
"He'll be able to do drugs again," I spoke into the phone in realization. I needed to keep reminding myself. Harry was a drug dealer. A criminal. He knows what it's like to be locked up at the age of sixteen; he knows how it feels to have the police on his every move- and I was being pulled straight into all of that.
"He already does drugs," I could almost picture Eleanor rolling her eyes at my obviousness. "But anyway, his friends aren't as bad as him, Louis and Liam are alright, it's just Zayn you have to watch out for...he's the mysterious one." I snorted a laugh at her words. "The mysterious one? Who is he? Edward Cullen or something?"
"Stop laughing!" She groaned and my laughter was cut short. She sounded serious. "Look. Just find him and meet his friends. Make him jealous and then he'll become all possessive and shit. Alright?"
I sighed. "Alright." and then she hung up. I was almost at the school, I was surprised that Harry hadn't just showed up out of nowhere along the way, he was known for that.
It was still only 8:25, which meant I had at least another forty-five minutes before the bell signaled everyone to get to class. I pushed open the front doors of the school and made my way to my locker, it was situated at the back of the school, which meant I had to walk through almost every hallway to get to it.
I gripped firmly onto the strap of my bag and walked past a group of people, any one of these students could be in Harry's gang and I wouldn't even have a clue. They could all know about me and I wouldn't know.
I had thought long and hard and I had come to the conclusion that I did know Reece- he was in the year above me, I'd seen him around school all the time, and whenever he'd walk past Harry, he'd shoot daggers at him.
I finally made it to my locker, and because it was situated at the back of the school- there was hardly anyone around. I twisted the lock and opened my locker, placing last nights textbooks in and taking out the ones I would need for first period.
"Finn?" My fingers twitched in anxiousness as that voice rung through my ears. His voice was smooth compared to how it sounded that night I invited him over to my house, he'd been so worked up and flustered..it was actually hard to believe that Harry didn't go any further.
"Mmm?" I hummed, my voice flat and unreadable. I turned swiftly around to be faced with not only Harry, but four other boys.
I pressed my back firmly against the lockers, my books pressed up against my chest in some sort of shield. I didn't want him touching me if his friends were here, Eleanor, Harry and I were the only ones who knew about what happened the other night- and I intend on keeping it that way.
"Who's this?" A tall boy with brown hair pulled up into a quiff, he had striking blue eyes, almost crystal clear.
"This is Finn," Harry said. "She's Hayden's sister."
The boy coughed loudly, almost as if he didn't expect Harry to say that. "Man, you're fucking around with Hayden's sister?"
"Louis," He glared harshly at who I presumed was Louis, who raised his hands in surrender and backed away.
"This is Louis, that's Liam and you know Niall from the other night." They all held boyish smiles on their faces, and I quickly smiled at them, before returning my attention Harry. "What's wrong?" I asked.
Harry cleared his through and shifted his weight onto his right foot, the small green light flashing from his ankle held my gaze, before a throat was cleared again and I snapped my head up to Harry's.
"Um, nothing. Don't worry about it." This conversation was really weird. It was too quiet.
Suddenly, Harry's ringtone sounded through the hall, he cursed under his breath and looked at the caller ID. "I have to take this."
The other boys all nodded as Harry proceeded to walk off in the other direction, leaving me with alone.
I was suddenly hit with realization of what I was meant to do. Talk to these boys like they were my best friends, flirt with them, do whatever the hell I could to make Harry jealous.
"So," Niall spoke, "You still hanging around Harry after everything that happened with your brother?"
I shrugged, "He's always around me, I never ask him to be. He's just there, y'know?" He nodded understandingly and went to lean on the wall beside me, while Louis and Liam stood beside him.
"Do you like him?"
That was it. That was the question I wanted to avoid answering. Did I like him? I don't know. I couldn't really tell them that I was being made to crush his heart, so I swallowed my pride and did the only thing I knew.
I shrugged, "He's alright."
Louis smirked, "He talks about you all the time," I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion.
"He's very...fond of you." Liam spoke quietly. It was the first time I'd ever heard him speak, and he seemed so shy and too sophisticated to be hanging around with boys like this.
"Basically what Liam's trying to say is that he wants to bang you." My books instantly dropped to the floor, oh my goodness, sure, Harry was known for his sexual innuendos and what not, but not once has he ever tried to tell me he though of me that way. I was three years younger than him for God's sake.
Niall laughed at my clumsiness, but proceeded to bend down and help me pick up my books. Our hands brushed momentarily and I blushed and quickly snatched the books out of his hands. I needed to be bolder.
"You're brothers a dick, to be honest." Louis said out of the blue and I burst out laughing. It was true, Hayden was sort of a dick, but I'd never actually say it out loud.
HARRY'S POV
"Zayn, I can't get there yet," I sighed through the phone.
"Well we can't wait another week for you to not bring it. They'll fuck me up if I don't give 'em their supply by Monday,"
"I know, Zayn. I have to go, later." I phone cut dead and I sighed. I threw the cigarette onto the ground and stepped on it with my shoe, before readjusting my beanie and stepping back inside. The sound of her laughter ran through my ears and I walked quickly back to where he locker was, I came to a complete stop as I watched Niall whisper something quietly to Liam, Louis and Finn and watching as they doubled over in laughter. Finn's hand was on his arm as she leaned into him.
My mind was a blur. My nostrils flared and red lights went off in my head. I told Niall, I fucking told him that Finn was mine. Mine and no one else's. I don't share.
FINN'S POV
"A-and then one time," Niall spoke in between laughter, "We'd all gone to the beach and it was fucking hot, so Harry stripped down into absolutely nothing and did a nude-y run to the pool."
My eyes were red raw from laughter, these stories about Harry were priceless.
"Then we went to Sp-" Niall was cut short of his sentence as he was pushed roughly into the wall, his collar tightly secured between Harry's hands, his face red with anger as he pushed Niall roughly into the lockers, creating the sound of metal crashing through the halls.
There was no one around, which meant we were on out own.
"She's mine. You hear me? Mine." Harry spoke possessively.
And in that moment, I learnt what true fear was.
SONG OF THE WEEK : Animals - Martin Garrix
P.S This chapter is dedicated to BooBear_Girl bc she is fabulous, check her stories out x
The morning after Harry and I's little...incident, Eleanor had called my phone, demanding I tell her the details.
"You kissed!?"
"No," I scowled at the phone, "He attempted to kiss me, and then my brother came home."
I could hear Eleanor sigh, "Your brother ruins everything,"
"I know," I agreed.
I stood up from my desk chair and ran a hand down my face, "You're going to need to get closer to him," I rolled my eyes, hadn't I gotten close enough already!?
"Like how?" She was silent for a minute, which meant she was thinking, oh no. This was going to be bad.
"You've met Niall, right?" I nodded and she continued. "Finn, they're in a gang, Niall and Harry are apart of this gang that my brother was in, don't ask." she quickly cut me off as I was about to ask her why her brother was in a gang.
"Anyway, their so called 'leader' Zayn, is Best Friends with Harry, there's three other boys; Liam, Louis and Reece, but Harry hates Reece. "
"Where is this going?" I asked her, why couldn't she just get to the point.
"Meet his friends," she said. "Become friends with them, I don't know. He'll get jealous or something, that way he'll become protective over you, he'll like you even more that he already does."
I rubbed the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger, and sighed heavily. It had only been three days since we decided to go through with this, and I was already over it. I'd only known Harry for a month. One month, that was it, it would take me at least another month or two to actually get him to like me.
"I don't even know where they sit at school, how the bloody hell do I find his gang?" I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on our dining table and unhooked my bag from the chair, pulling out my keys and leaving the house.
"Don't you live next door to him?" her toned sounded as if she was speaking to a stupid person.
"I'm not going over to a convicted criminals house!" I whispered sharply into the phone as I quickly walked past Harry's house and down the street, making my way to school.
"He's not convicted anymore," She said. "He's getting that ankle brace off tomorrow, he'll be able to go anywhere he wants after that." The wind whipped around my body and I shivered, every five minutes or so I would turn around to make sure no one was following me.
"He'll be able to do drugs again," I spoke into the phone in realization. I needed to keep reminding myself. Harry was a drug dealer. A criminal. He knows what it's like to be locked up at the age of sixteen; he knows how it feels to have the police on his every move- and I was being pulled straight into all of that.
"He already does drugs," I could almost picture Eleanor rolling her eyes at my obviousness. "But anyway, his friends aren't as bad as him, Louis and Liam are alright, it's just Zayn you have to watch out for...he's the mysterious one." I snorted a laugh at her words. "The mysterious one? Who is he? Edward Cullen or something?"
"Stop laughing!" She groaned and my laughter was cut short. She sounded serious. "Look. Just find him and meet his friends. Make him jealous and then he'll become all possessive and shit. Alright?"
I sighed. "Alright." and then she hung up. I was almost at the school, I was surprised that Harry hadn't just showed up out of nowhere along the way, he was known for that.
It was still only 8:25, which meant I had at least another forty-five minutes before the bell signaled everyone to get to class. I pushed open the front doors of the school and made my way to my locker, it was situated at the back of the school, which meant I had to walk through almost every hallway to get to it.
I gripped firmly onto the strap of my bag and walked past a group of people, any one of these students could be in Harry's gang and I wouldn't even have a clue. They could all know about me and I wouldn't know.
I had thought long and hard and I had come to the conclusion that I did know Reece- he was in the year above me, I'd seen him around school all the time, and whenever he'd walk past Harry, he'd shoot daggers at him.
I finally made it to my locker, and because it was situated at the back of the school- there was hardly anyone around. I twisted the lock and opened my locker, placing last nights textbooks in and taking out the ones I would need for first period.
"Finn?" My fingers twitched in anxiousness as that voice rung through my ears. His voice was smooth compared to how it sounded that night I invited him over to my house, he'd been so worked up and flustered..it was actually hard to believe that Harry didn't go any further.
"Mmm?" I hummed, my voice flat and unreadable. I turned swiftly around to be faced with not only Harry, but four other boys.
I pressed my back firmly against the lockers, my books pressed up against my chest in some sort of shield. I didn't want him touching me if his friends were here, Eleanor, Harry and I were the only ones who knew about what happened the other night- and I intend on keeping it that way.
"Who's this?" A tall boy with brown hair pulled up into a quiff, he had striking blue eyes, almost crystal clear.
"This is Finn," Harry said. "She's Hayden's sister."
The boy coughed loudly, almost as if he didn't expect Harry to say that. "Man, you're fucking around with Hayden's sister?"
"Louis," He glared harshly at who I presumed was Louis, who raised his hands in surrender and backed away.
"This is Louis, that's Liam and you know Niall from the other night." They all held boyish smiles on their faces, and I quickly smiled at them, before returning my attention Harry. "What's wrong?" I asked.
Harry cleared his through and shifted his weight onto his right foot, the small green light flashing from his ankle held my gaze, before a throat was cleared again and I snapped my head up to Harry's.
"Um, nothing. Don't worry about it." This conversation was really weird. It was too quiet.
Suddenly, Harry's ringtone sounded through the hall, he cursed under his breath and looked at the caller ID. "I have to take this."
The other boys all nodded as Harry proceeded to walk off in the other direction, leaving me with alone.
I was suddenly hit with realization of what I was meant to do. Talk to these boys like they were my best friends, flirt with them, do whatever the hell I could to make Harry jealous.
"So," Niall spoke, "You still hanging around Harry after everything that happened with your brother?"
I shrugged, "He's always around me, I never ask him to be. He's just there, y'know?" He nodded understandingly and went to lean on the wall beside me, while Louis and Liam stood beside him.
"Do you like him?"
That was it. That was the question I wanted to avoid answering. Did I like him? I don't know. I couldn't really tell them that I was being made to crush his heart, so I swallowed my pride and did the only thing I knew.
I shrugged, "He's alright."
Louis smirked, "He talks about you all the time," I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion.
"He's very...fond of you." Liam spoke quietly. It was the first time I'd ever heard him speak, and he seemed so shy and too sophisticated to be hanging around with boys like this.
"Basically what Liam's trying to say is that he wants to bang you." My books instantly dropped to the floor, oh my goodness, sure, Harry was known for his sexual innuendos and what not, but not once has he ever tried to tell me he though of me that way. I was three years younger than him for God's sake.
Niall laughed at my clumsiness, but proceeded to bend down and help me pick up my books. Our hands brushed momentarily and I blushed and quickly snatched the books out of his hands. I needed to be bolder.
"You're brothers a dick, to be honest." Louis said out of the blue and I burst out laughing. It was true, Hayden was sort of a dick, but I'd never actually say it out loud.
HARRY'S POV
"Zayn, I can't get there yet," I sighed through the phone.
"Well we can't wait another week for you to not bring it. They'll fuck me up if I don't give 'em their supply by Monday,"
"I know, Zayn. I have to go, later." I phone cut dead and I sighed. I threw the cigarette onto the ground and stepped on it with my shoe, before readjusting my beanie and stepping back inside. The sound of her laughter ran through my ears and I walked quickly back to where he locker was, I came to a complete stop as I watched Niall whisper something quietly to Liam, Louis and Finn and watching as they doubled over in laughter. Finn's hand was on his arm as she leaned into him.
My mind was a blur. My nostrils flared and red lights went off in my head. I told Niall, I fucking told him that Finn was mine. Mine and no one else's. I don't share.
FINN'S POV
"A-and then one time," Niall spoke in between laughter, "We'd all gone to the beach and it was fucking hot, so Harry stripped down into absolutely nothing and did a nude-y run to the pool."
My eyes were red raw from laughter, these stories about Harry were priceless.
"Then we went to Sp-" Niall was cut short of his sentence as he was pushed roughly into the wall, his collar tightly secured between Harry's hands, his face red with anger as he pushed Niall roughly into the lockers, creating the sound of metal crashing through the halls.
There was no one around, which meant we were on out own.
"She's mine. You hear me? Mine." Harry spoke possessively.
And in that moment, I learnt what true fear was.
Notes
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