Bad Boy Styles
two
It was around four thirty in the afternoon and Harry was coming over at five. I spent my whole day mentally preparing ways that I could avoid Harry. The main one was that I would stay in my room until he left. With the door locked, and the window, and a baseball bat next to me. I would make up the excuse that I was doing homework and didn’t want to come down. Being the stupid person he is, Hayden wouldn’t care less so he’d just leave me there alone.
Eleanor and I sat in our Science class for about twenty minutes talking about all the crazy stuff Harry has done. Apparently he’s been arrested a lot and is a drug dealer. It wouldn’t surprise me if he was. By the look of his clothes, bloodshot eyes and the bruises and scars all over his arms, face and neck, it wouldn’t surprise me if he’s in with that Mafia shit.
“No one talks to him” She told me. “Girls don’t like him and boys stay at least 700 meters away from him at all times. Your brothers lucky he hasn’t gotten his face kicked in yet” I had to laugh at that. The thought to Hayden coming home with his eyes and nose all squished because he talked to Harry was really funny.
There was a loud knock at the door. “Finn, I need to ask you something”
“Don’t come in I’m naked” I could hear him scoff. I wasn’t actually naked, I just didn’t want him to see that I actually wasn’t doing homework and was actually procrastinating and hyperventilating because I thought Harry was going to jump through my window and kidnap me.
“Anyways, Mum wants you to unpack some more boxes in your room. Please hurry up because Harry is coming over in about ten minutes and I want to make a good impression”
“What are we having a party in my room? Harry isn’t coming into my room, so why should I bother? I’ll take my time you nitwit”
I could hear him sigh; he was most likely rubbing his temples. He has anger problems. “God dang it Finn will you shut up and unpack your boxes! And don’t even think that you’re going to be hanging out with us tonight”
“Why would you think that? Harry’s creepy”
He banged his fist on the door. “Fuck sake Finn shut up” and that was the last thing I heard. All I could hear was his pounding footsteps against the carpet.
What made living here even more of a challenge was that my room was exactly opposite Harrys. How did I know that? I was looking out my window this morning and there he was. Smoking something. (which I highly recommend no to do) when I had realised, I immediately shut my window with a loud snap. Locking the latch, pulling down the blinds and covering it with curtains. Making sure that he couldn’t see or get in before I got changed.
I wasn’t going to make a full judgement for Harry just yet. But letting a stranger into my house that we’ve only lived in for about 19 hours wasn’t the first thing I wanted to do. Yes, I know I should be happy for Hayden because he’s finally made some new friends, but there’s just something about Harry that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Not just from the things people have told me about him. But by the way he looks at me. After lunch today I would see him around the school. In the sea of people bustling around to get to their classes, Harry would just stand there in the middle of it all staring at me before he was pulled away by my brother. And when we arrived home his car wasn’t there, but I’d heard him pull up and watched as he stumbled on the porch, trying to push the key into the door. He was obviously drunk, by the way he giggled when he fell over you could definitely tell.
Guns and violence was not my cup of tea. When I lived in Bradford, everything was peachy but now that I live here – next to a so called “Drug Dealer” I’m scared to even go get the mail. My first night here was alright. The faint sounds of cop cars and ambulances were the only noises I could hear apart from Hayden’s snoring. It was about 11:30 at night when I heard it. It was two men arguing about money and drugs. It was coming from Harry’s house. I knew it.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by chatter coming from the bottom of the stares. My eyes widened, jumping off of my bed and scrambling to lock my bedroom door. Grabbing my baseball bat and sitting back onto my bed. Putting my headphones on and listening to music.
****
Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee.
That was all I could think about. Yes we were rich, but Mum and Dad decided not to build this stupid house with a walk in bathroom in my bedroom. I didn’t want to go out there in case Harry saw me. But oh God I had to pee so bad I was probably going to die if I didn’t soon.
So I sucked it up. Carefully moving off the bed and over to the door. Hearing the lock click signalling that the door was unlocked and anyone could come in and murder me. I ever so slightly pulled the door open. Getting ready for the impact of the doors squeaking, to my luck the door was opened wide enough so I could slither through. I looked o my left and then to my right to see if anyone was coming. When the coast was clear, I sprinted down the hallway as fast as I could. Making sure to tiptoe past the stair case and past Hayden’s room just in case they were in there.
As I wasn’t looking, I ran into something hard. Pressing my hands up against the hard surface so my face wasn’t hurt. But instead I rebounded and fell straight on my butt.
“Jesus Christ Hayden, fucking watch where you’re going” I rubbed the side of my head.
“Watch the tone Princess” I was caught off guard. Staring down at the mysterious person’s feet. They didn’t look anything like Hayden’s. This person was wearing a beat up pair of Nikes. He had cuts and bruises on his legs as well. I slowly looked up, my face coming into vision with the other persons.
“The name’s Harry.” He extended a dirty looking hand for me to take. But I cowered back and got up myself.
“Finn” I murmured. My hands were shaking and a small line of sweat was forming on my forehead.
“I believe I met you yesterday.” He thought about it, “That’s right, you’re the girl who I saw when I was leaving to go to-“He stopped. Cursing himself as he must have said too much.
“Yeah…well, I better get going, you should too. Hayden might get anxious” He smirked. Walking past me and slightly brushing our shoulders. He smelt mud, his hair was sticking up in all different directions and his jeans were dirty.
Once he was out of my eyesight, I stared at the spot I had last seen him for a little longer, making a mental note to scrub the shit out of that spot before I ever walked on it again. I walked into the bathroom, shutting the door firmly and locking it before finally going to the toilet.
****
“Finn if you want pizza come downstairs.”
“Can you bring it up for me?”
Hayden groaned, “No”
“Please”
“Fine!” He grunted, walking back downstairs. I heard his footsteps come back again, before opening my door. But it wasn’t Hayden.
“Hayden told me to bring this to you, he’s on the phone” Harry said. Holding a plate of Hawaiian pizza in his hand with a cup of lemonade in the other.
“T-thanks” I stuttered. Yanking the cup and plate from his hold. He didn’t leave straight away, but instead walked around my room. I was so close to wrapping the bat around his head it wasn’t even funny.
“Nice room” He commented.
“Yeah… it’s not finished yet”
He laughed, walking over to where I was standing and looking my dead in the eyes. He ever so slowly rested his hands on my shoulders. I could feel the contamination on me already.
“Do I scare you, Finn?” He asked.
“N-no”
He chuckled. “Well, I should.”
And with that, he walked away.
Eleanor and I sat in our Science class for about twenty minutes talking about all the crazy stuff Harry has done. Apparently he’s been arrested a lot and is a drug dealer. It wouldn’t surprise me if he was. By the look of his clothes, bloodshot eyes and the bruises and scars all over his arms, face and neck, it wouldn’t surprise me if he’s in with that Mafia shit.
“No one talks to him” She told me. “Girls don’t like him and boys stay at least 700 meters away from him at all times. Your brothers lucky he hasn’t gotten his face kicked in yet” I had to laugh at that. The thought to Hayden coming home with his eyes and nose all squished because he talked to Harry was really funny.
There was a loud knock at the door. “Finn, I need to ask you something”
“Don’t come in I’m naked” I could hear him scoff. I wasn’t actually naked, I just didn’t want him to see that I actually wasn’t doing homework and was actually procrastinating and hyperventilating because I thought Harry was going to jump through my window and kidnap me.
“Anyways, Mum wants you to unpack some more boxes in your room. Please hurry up because Harry is coming over in about ten minutes and I want to make a good impression”
“What are we having a party in my room? Harry isn’t coming into my room, so why should I bother? I’ll take my time you nitwit”
I could hear him sigh; he was most likely rubbing his temples. He has anger problems. “God dang it Finn will you shut up and unpack your boxes! And don’t even think that you’re going to be hanging out with us tonight”
“Why would you think that? Harry’s creepy”
He banged his fist on the door. “Fuck sake Finn shut up” and that was the last thing I heard. All I could hear was his pounding footsteps against the carpet.
What made living here even more of a challenge was that my room was exactly opposite Harrys. How did I know that? I was looking out my window this morning and there he was. Smoking something. (which I highly recommend no to do) when I had realised, I immediately shut my window with a loud snap. Locking the latch, pulling down the blinds and covering it with curtains. Making sure that he couldn’t see or get in before I got changed.
I wasn’t going to make a full judgement for Harry just yet. But letting a stranger into my house that we’ve only lived in for about 19 hours wasn’t the first thing I wanted to do. Yes, I know I should be happy for Hayden because he’s finally made some new friends, but there’s just something about Harry that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Not just from the things people have told me about him. But by the way he looks at me. After lunch today I would see him around the school. In the sea of people bustling around to get to their classes, Harry would just stand there in the middle of it all staring at me before he was pulled away by my brother. And when we arrived home his car wasn’t there, but I’d heard him pull up and watched as he stumbled on the porch, trying to push the key into the door. He was obviously drunk, by the way he giggled when he fell over you could definitely tell.
Guns and violence was not my cup of tea. When I lived in Bradford, everything was peachy but now that I live here – next to a so called “Drug Dealer” I’m scared to even go get the mail. My first night here was alright. The faint sounds of cop cars and ambulances were the only noises I could hear apart from Hayden’s snoring. It was about 11:30 at night when I heard it. It was two men arguing about money and drugs. It was coming from Harry’s house. I knew it.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by chatter coming from the bottom of the stares. My eyes widened, jumping off of my bed and scrambling to lock my bedroom door. Grabbing my baseball bat and sitting back onto my bed. Putting my headphones on and listening to music.
****
Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee.
That was all I could think about. Yes we were rich, but Mum and Dad decided not to build this stupid house with a walk in bathroom in my bedroom. I didn’t want to go out there in case Harry saw me. But oh God I had to pee so bad I was probably going to die if I didn’t soon.
So I sucked it up. Carefully moving off the bed and over to the door. Hearing the lock click signalling that the door was unlocked and anyone could come in and murder me. I ever so slightly pulled the door open. Getting ready for the impact of the doors squeaking, to my luck the door was opened wide enough so I could slither through. I looked o my left and then to my right to see if anyone was coming. When the coast was clear, I sprinted down the hallway as fast as I could. Making sure to tiptoe past the stair case and past Hayden’s room just in case they were in there.
As I wasn’t looking, I ran into something hard. Pressing my hands up against the hard surface so my face wasn’t hurt. But instead I rebounded and fell straight on my butt.
“Jesus Christ Hayden, fucking watch where you’re going” I rubbed the side of my head.
“Watch the tone Princess” I was caught off guard. Staring down at the mysterious person’s feet. They didn’t look anything like Hayden’s. This person was wearing a beat up pair of Nikes. He had cuts and bruises on his legs as well. I slowly looked up, my face coming into vision with the other persons.
“The name’s Harry.” He extended a dirty looking hand for me to take. But I cowered back and got up myself.
“Finn” I murmured. My hands were shaking and a small line of sweat was forming on my forehead.
“I believe I met you yesterday.” He thought about it, “That’s right, you’re the girl who I saw when I was leaving to go to-“He stopped. Cursing himself as he must have said too much.
“Yeah…well, I better get going, you should too. Hayden might get anxious” He smirked. Walking past me and slightly brushing our shoulders. He smelt mud, his hair was sticking up in all different directions and his jeans were dirty.
Once he was out of my eyesight, I stared at the spot I had last seen him for a little longer, making a mental note to scrub the shit out of that spot before I ever walked on it again. I walked into the bathroom, shutting the door firmly and locking it before finally going to the toilet.
****
“Finn if you want pizza come downstairs.”
“Can you bring it up for me?”
Hayden groaned, “No”
“Please”
“Fine!” He grunted, walking back downstairs. I heard his footsteps come back again, before opening my door. But it wasn’t Hayden.
“Hayden told me to bring this to you, he’s on the phone” Harry said. Holding a plate of Hawaiian pizza in his hand with a cup of lemonade in the other.
“T-thanks” I stuttered. Yanking the cup and plate from his hold. He didn’t leave straight away, but instead walked around my room. I was so close to wrapping the bat around his head it wasn’t even funny.
“Nice room” He commented.
“Yeah… it’s not finished yet”
He laughed, walking over to where I was standing and looking my dead in the eyes. He ever so slowly rested his hands on my shoulders. I could feel the contamination on me already.
“Do I scare you, Finn?” He asked.
“N-no”
He chuckled. “Well, I should.”
And with that, he walked away.
Notes
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