Here Comes Trouble

Jammie was the "bad-girl" type girl. Everyone hates her but most of them secretly love her. She's the queen of the school. Everyone listens to her because they're afraid of her. She's been in trouble more than 50 times and has been taken to jail 15 or more times, who wouldn't be scared? One day, a new kid from England comes to school. Harry Styles was his name. He was the same type of guy. They both act as if they hate each other but deep inside they know they have strong feelings for each other.


6. Doubts - Chapter 5


“Did you hear about Harry and Jammie?” a girl from inside of the bathroom whispered to her friend. I guess she didn’t realize I was in the stall behind her.

“Yeah,” the other girl whispered back. “Horrible couple. They’re totally going to break up soon. I mean, did you see them the first time they met? It’s obvious that something bad is going to happen.”

I quickly opened the stall door and walked to the sinks. I looked at them through the mirror and saw their scared faces. “Me and Harry are perfectly fine,” I told them. I dried my hands and turned to them. “Got that?” As they nodded, I walked out of the bathroom with a smirk on my face.

“Oh my god, that was so scary!” I heard one of the girls squeal from the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and headed to my locker.

A pair of arms wrapped around my waist. “Hey, babe,” a deep voice whispered in my ear. Harry. I turned my face to him and smiled.

“Hey,” I said before kissing his lips for a few seconds. I heard a few gasps coming from people in the halls. I rolled my eyes like I did before and gave everyone a glare. They all looked away with a scared look, making me smirk.

“Babe,” Harry whispered. “Don’t be like that.”

“Sorry,” I said in a quiet voice. I got to my locker and opened it. “Harry, let go.” I giggled as he held me tighter.

“I don’t want to,” he whined, making one of those cute pouty faces. I kissed his lips and smiled.

“Fine,” I grabbed my math book and looked at him. “But I’m heading to math.”

“So am I.”

“Honey, you’re next class is science,” I told him, tapping his nose. I tried to walk to class but Harry pulled me back to him.

“Just stay with me,” he begged. “Please?”

“I ca-“ I got cut off by Harry pressing his lips against my neck, hitting my sweet spot perfectly. I let out a small moan. “Harry, stop,” I groaned.

“Come on, love,” he mumbled. “Stay?” He pulled me closer to him and kissed down my neck. My breathing increased.

“I can’t.. Skip class.. Harry..” I tried to tell him. It was hard since I’m out of breath.

“Yes, you can.”

I felt his hand reach my shirt and tug on them. His lips were firmly pressed on my collarbone, sucking on it gently. I gripped onto his shirt as well and gave in. “Fine. But if I get in trouble.. I’m blaming.. You.”

He pulled away with a smirk on his lips. “Then let’s go.”


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“Where are we going?” I asked him, looking around. We were walking around in a park and I’m not sure what he was planning.

“Shush,” he muttered, putting his index finger on my lips. I rolled my eyes, causing him to smile at me. We walked for a few more minutes until we got to a playground.

“What are we doing here?” I asked, getting more confused. He sat down on one of the swings and pointed at the swing next to him. I smiled and sat down on the swing.

“Now,” he said, turning his swing to me so he’s looking at me. “Let’s just talk.”

“About?” I asked, giggling quietly. I’ve been giggling a lot lately. It’s quite weird.

“Anything, really. It doesn’t matter,” he told me, brushing his foot on mine.

I thought for a while and nodded when I had something. “How many girls have you been with?”

He cringed for a moment and then shrugged. “I’m not sure. I know it’s a lot, though.” He chuckled and kept brushing his foot on mine.

“Did you break all of their hearts?” I asked him in a quiet tone. “Or was it you that was heart broken?”

He got quiet. He put on a thinking face. Probably thinking of a lie. “Me,” he told me, obviously lying.

“Don’t lie,” I hissed. He looked up at me. His face looked confused and slightly hurt.

“It’s true!” he sort of shouted at me with a high voice.

“You break girls’ hearts don’t you? I should’ve known you were a heartbreaker. It was pretty obvious.”

He stood up from the swing and scoffed. “I don’t do tha-“

“What do you do to them? Cheat? Lie? Do you lie Harry?” I yelled at him, standing up.

He choked on his own words. “N-no..”

“Wow, aren’t you being a little liar.”

“I’m not lying!” he shouts at me. “Where did this even come from, Jammie? If you’re having doubts, just tell me, don’t yell at me.”

“Yeah, I am,” I told him, my voice cracking. “I know you’re a heartbreaker and I don’t want my heart broken again.” I felt tears come up to my eyes but I quickly wiped them away. “This is too much. I’m done.” I started walking away but I felt him grab my wrist.

Stay,” he growls. He spins me around so I’m facing him. “I love you, okay? I won’t hurt you.”

“How come I don’t believe you?” I hissed at him, making him pull me closer to him.

“You will,” he whispered before pressing his lips against mine softly. 

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