Riley's POV:

It's Monday morning, and Harry slept here last night. My dad has him sleeping in the basement and he's been really busy helping his parents with their garage, so I haven't seen much of him. Dixie has barely answered my messages too, which is really annoying.

I decided to wear something a little different than what I usually do... A little more... presumptuous? When I walked downstairs, Harry and Joni were in deep conversation.

"You're never going to get a boyfriend dressing like that!" Harry teased her, taking a bite of a banana. I walked right past him and grabbed a granola bar, hoping he would notice my outfit... Ew, who have I become?

"Should I dress more like that?!" Joni choked on her cereal.

"Shut up Joni." I laughed sitting down on the counter.

"You look... different." Harry said, his eyes ogling my body. I blushed a little, I hope he means that in a good way. "Not bad different, hot different." He smirked, reading my mind.

"Thanks, are you ready to go?" I asked grabbing my bag and a water bottle from the fridge. The rest of our street doesn't have power, but my dad finally caved and bought a generator to light up the place. What can I say, we're high maintenance!

"Ready." He smiled and we headed to the car. Never in a million years did I see myself hooking up with this tattooed, pierced thug from a different school. And the worst/best part of this, is that he's actually not a horrible guy.

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"I have practice after school, so you'll have to either get a ride or wait for me." I said closing the car door when we pulled up to the school.

"I don't take orders." He smirked heading the opposite way. I entered into the school and immediately I could feel all eyes on me, and not in the best way. I forgot what a judgmental place high school is, and a lot has happened this weekend for people to judge me.

"Dixie!" I cooed when I got to our locker. "Why haven't you answered my texts this weekend about Harry?" I asked pouting like a child.

"What are you wearing?" She gasped looking me up and down.

"I thought I'd change it up a little bit." I shrugged, trying my best not to think too much of it.

"Oh." Was all she replied.

"Yeah, so after practice do you wanna grab a bite to eat with me and Harry?" I asked smiling at my best friend.

"Riley... People are talking." She answered.

"Talking?"

"About you and... him. All the girls on the dance team and I are getting a little worried about you. Those guys are bad news."

"Harry's a good guy Dixie, don't be so hard on him." I say a little taken back.

"It's not just that... you're acting different. I mean look at your outfit! I think you should try talking to Nick about getting back together... I know he misses you." She says with a pleading smile.

"Are you kidding me?" I gasped. I know for a fact that Cody told her what happened between Nick and I, so this was a low blow.

"Look Ri, it was a mistake on his part, but it's an even bigger mistake on your part to be hanging with--"

"I get it." I growl, slamming my locker and storming off. Without even thinking twice, my legs bring me outside of the school and to where Harry's gang usually hangs out. No one was there, which made me happy. When I got over there, I banged on the brick walls in frustration and felt hot tears forming in my eyes. If this is so wrong to be anything with Harry, then why does it feel so right?

My eyes fluttered around the empty spot and I saw a figure in the distance... A smirking Louis with a playful smile.

Harry's POV:

Riley is late for our anatomy class, which is so unlike her. I look over at Dixie, who is shooting me nasty looks from across the room.

"Problem?" I chuckled at her attempt to intimidate me. It was almost cute... almost.

"What did you do to Riley to piss her off and skip all her morning classes?" She asked, surprising me.

"Skip classes?" I asked.

"Yeah, after I told her to stop talking to you this morning I haven't seen her since. Where is she?" She snaps.

"He didn't do shit. If anyone made her mad, it was you." Niall growled, backing me up.

"Whatever, I hope I knocked some sense into her. I'm praying that this was just a phase, because I know you guys are going to hurt her. She was so much better off with Nick than you." She smirked and returned her attention to the front of the room. Immediately, I wanted to knock the little barbie bitch out. Instead, I quietly removed myself from the room and panicked. If I were Riley.... The new Riley, where would I go?



"Harry, you made it!" She clapped her hands, taking the joint back from Louis.

"Harold, we were just talking about you. Take a seat, why don't ya!" Louis gestured and pulled me down to the wall between them.

"Riley, what the hell are you doing?" I asked pulling it out of her mouth. She's not just a little high... This is over the top.

"Well Dixie says I should be back with Nicky, and I think Nicky should go fuck himself. Then she says all the girls on the dance team are worried, and I say I don't care. Then I come out here and cry, and Louis brings me his magic healing powers of... weed!" She squealed, resting her head on Louis' shoulder.

"Isn't this better than class?" He smirked rubbing her thigh.

"Enough of that. Now." I command and he removes his hand almost immediately.

"Sorry Hazz, but when your girl is dressing like that it's hard to resist." He laughs, and Riley blushes.

"Well resist." I reply dully, angry. I didn't correct him when he called her my girl, but I probably should have.

"Riley, I need to take you home." I say and pull her up from the ground.

"Harry, school isn't over!" She groans pointing towards the building.

"For you, it is." I smirk and laugh at her ridiculousness. As I guided her to the car, I noticed a package on her windshield.

"A present! For me!" She gasped and took it off. When she opened the envelope, pictures of the two of us from the party, from the super market, and from school this morning are inside. There was a post it note on the inside that said, Kisses to our favorite girl Riley.

"What the fuck?" I say to no one in particular, and quickly get Riley inside the car.

"Harry, what the heck is all of this junk! I don't remember taking these!" she says and puts on her seatbelt. Within seconds, I've got my phone in hand and I'm dialing that bastards number.

"Harry? What do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?" Seth teased on the other end of the phone call.

"Leave her out of it. I fucking mean it." I growled.

"Who? Riley?" He laughed on the other end of the call. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know I'm not messing around. This will be the biggest mistake you ever make." I bark into the phone, while Riley plays with the radio stations oblivious to my phone call.

"Remember that big mistake you made back in this town a few months ago before you got sent to Red?" Seth taunted me on the other line.

"You know we can take you down in an instant. Leave Riley and her reputation out of it." I demanded.

"I would, but those pictures of you and her so cozy in the supermarket were so cute, I just needed to post them on the RHS website! Sorry mate!" He laughed and hung up.

My stomach turned in knots. I should keep my distance from her... but I can't help myself. I've never felt his way before, but I don't want her to risk everything she has ever known for me. She's pure on the outside, but on the inside I know there's more to her. The best case scenario would be she let's herself stop caring about the unimportant things in life, and the worst would be that my influence in her life breaks her completely.

"I want to fly away!" She screamed, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Where are you gonna fly?" I smiled.

"I'm gonna fly to Louis' house and get some more weeeeeeeeeeed." She laughed.

"No more of that for you." I shook my head. "Will you settle for pizza?" I asked pulling into the parking lot of a pizza parlor.

"I'll settle for you." She giggled climbing over from the passenger side and straddling me in the front seat.

"Ri, someone with a camera could be here..." I reminded her.

"If you see someone, I give you permission to kill them." She joked. "Besides, I don't really care. Well I do, but I don't and I really wanna just--" she whined bouncing up and down on my lap, giving me such a hard.

"Fuck it." I groaned and pulled her into me.

I can teach her to not give a fuck, but from the looks of things she's learning on her own.

Notes

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