I Knew You Were Trouble

15 year old Laura just moved back in with her dad. After divorcing her father, Laura's mom gives Laura up, leaving her with her father, and changing her whole life around. It seems as if Laura has a new neighbor, unsuspecting, mysterious, cheeky. They go on quite an adventurous journey, but will love prevail? Find out what happen between Laura and Harry when you read I Knew You Were Trouble. Thanks!!:) -xx


14. Gretchen

Laura's POV

"Hey kiddo, mayo or no mayo?" Harry asks a little boy with brown curly hair and brown eyes. "Dad, you should know this!" The kid says, tossing his shoes by the front door. "Harry, Austin is allergic to eggs. No mayo." I say, zipping up a pink lunch box with a kitty on it. A little girl with long brown hair that curls at the ends and emerald eyes skips into the kitchen by my side. "Mommy, am I going to see you after school?" The little girl asks. "Yes, sweetie. I'll be right here waiting for you." I push her hair back, and straighten her bow. I bend down and give her a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Molly! So mommy gets a hug? What about me?!" Harry asks in a confused, but cute way. "Daddy!" She runs over to Harry's extended arms, waiting for her embrace. The little boy comes up and gives me a tight squeeze. I grab his hand and the kitty lunch box and we all head outside to the end of our driveway. The little boy and girl hold hands, as they wait patiently for the bus to pull up to them. I bend down and kiss both of them on the head. "Have a fantastic day at school!" I say as they head onto the bus. Harry and I wave, as the bus doors shut, and we watch them drift away in the long yellow vehicle. I realize that I still have the kitty lunch box.. "Oops!" I say laughing as Harry and I chase after the bus, waving our arms for it to stop-
Damn you alarm.
I always get to the best part of my dream right as my alarm goes off. I sit up and think... Harry and I have been together for three months. At this point, he's my best friend. The girls at school are snotty, except for Amber and Lindsay. They're my besties. The other girls seem to love Harry, but he's all mine! There is this one girl particularly.. Her name is Gretchen. She's beautiful. She's everything a girl has ever wanted to be! Her long blonde hair and blue eyes and her curvy, fit body seem to draw the attention to loads of boys, but she's only interested in Harry.


As I close our front door heading off to school, I hear foot steps coming up behind me. Then warm hands grab my shoulders and slide down my arms from behind and a pair of soft lips peck my cheek. "Good morning, beautiful!" Harry pipes as he grabs my hand and we walk towards the bus stop. The icy January air flushing our cheeks and tint them pink. "It's so cold.." I bury my face is his chest as we sit on the bench, inhaling his same cologne as usual. It'll never get old. His large hands play with my hair, twisting it and trying to braid. You would think boys knew how to braid, but actually, a good majority don't! Today more than any day, I had to be sick. I was up all night coughing and wheezing and sneezing and ew, being sick is just so gross. I turn my head I to my sleeve and cough a few times, then clear my throat. "Are you feeling alright, babe?" Harry asks me, slightly concerned.

"I'll be fine. I'm just a bit stuffy..." I reply almost in a whisper. Just then, he kisses me straight up on the lips, but I quickly pull away. "No! I don't want you to get sick!" I scold him, but he doesn't seem to have a care in the world. "I'd rather be sick too, then to let my beautiful girlfriend suffer by herself." He says moving in closer again. And this time, I actually allow him to kiss me, until we're interrupted by the bus pulling up in front of us. He takes my hand and stares me straight in the eyes. He smiles through his eyes, sometimes. I thinks it's actually really cute. We walk back to our usual spots on the bus, when Gretchen calls out, "Hey, Lauren! Don't forget to wear a pad next time! You don't want the boys to stare at her, would you Harry?" She's referring to the incident in art class last Friday. I was wearing my new white skinny jeans, when she decided to spill red paint on my chair. This girl went to the extremes. She went around telling people that it turns out I'm not pregnant. Um, bitch please. Gretchen has done everything imaginable to embarrass me.
"It's Laura, for one. And two, at least they have something to look at." Harry calls out to Gretchen. That pisses her off. She quickly turns her head around and continues conversing with her friends.


I have to get ready for school... But most importantly.. It's February 1st. Today is Harry's birthday.
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