YOLO (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Brenda has always been a good girl. She is a staright A student, and always studies instead of partying. She hated most of the people in her school, who would always party hard, and make fun of her for being a goody-goody. The one she hated the most, was Harry Styles. He was the player, flirt, troublemaker and the badass. He also hated Brenda but, senior year is almost finishes, and he starts to flirt with her, but Brenda would just keep in my mind, "No, I do not I like him. You hate him, and it is never going to happen". Sicnce senior year is almost finished, seniors wanna go out and have some fun, except for Brenda. "You only live once" Those were the words that Harry said. What happens if she falls fo him? Everything goes great until he pulls her into the wild side, and gets her into trouble. What happens if she had enough? Will she be able to still handle him? Remember, You only live once. (13+)


3. Tutoring session

“What?!” I yelled.

“Come on. You have to” My brother said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Cause, in that way, you guys can find a way to get along”. I groaned, “Do we really have to?” I whined. “Yes”. He got out of the room, and I put a pillow on my face, and groaned. My brother told me that Harry and I have to get along. He told me that Harry’s grades were getting down, and then suddenly he had this great idea, that I should tutor him to get his grades up, and to find a way to get along. He also told me that every day he will come to our house, and I have to tutor him, after my basketball practice. Uhh, what is happening to earth these days?

I just finished basketball practice, and I was exhausted. I got out of the changing room wearing this:


I walked outside, and “woah” it was really sunny. I pushed my sun glasses up, and waited for my brother to come.

I stepped in the car, and we headed home. I sat down the couch, and turned on the tv. Niall sat down beside me, and put the bowl of popcorn. “Hey do you wanna come to the mall around 4?” I asked. At 4 o’clock Harry has to come over, and I’m supposed to tutor him. This is just my way to get out of it. I really don’t wanna tutor that douche bag. I don’t even want him around. “I know what you’re doing, and nice try. You still have to tutor him.” He said. “Uhh” I groaned and threw a pillow at my face. I looked at my watch, and it 3:30. Shit. He is gonna come any minute. “Please can we go?” I asked. I was acting like a little kid. “No!” he said. We heard the doorbell rang, “In fact, here he is” he stood up, and opened door. I ran to my room, and locked the door. There was a knock on the door, “Hey Brenda, its Harry”. “I know” I yelled. “Come on, open the door” I got up and open the door. “Hey” I said. I sat down on my bed and he sat down beside me. “So,” I started. “My brother told me that you need help” I said. “Yep, Biology, Math, English, and History” he said. “That is like almost every important subject that you need to pass in” I said. “Yes, I know. And I need help in all of them. And you can help me because, you are the smartest person I know” I know he is up to something again, and I’m gonna find out any time soon. “What are you up to Styles?” I asked. “What? I just said you are the smartest person I know” I raised an eyebrow, “Sure” I said, sarcastically. “Care to say thanks?” He asked. “Thanks, happy now?” I glared at him, and he smirked. “Can we get studying now?” I asked. He did he’s stupid little smirk again, “We may” he said. I rolled my eyes, and opened the math book.

It’s been two hours that I have been tutoring Harry. We spent most of the times in Math, because he hardly gets most of the question right. So I would say he is terrible in Math. In English, since it was easy, he was able to answer the questions, and went through it fast. We are almost done with History; I just needed to ask him one more question. “Okay, who were accused of spreading bubonic plague?” I asked him. He rubbed his chin, thinking of the answer. “Italians” he said. (I’m not really sure if Italians were accused of spreading the plague). “Okay that is it for today” I said. “Okay thanks” he said. “No problem” It wasn’t really too bad teaching him. He was getting really good. We just need to work on Math a little bit.

“So how did go?” Niall asked.

“Ehh” I said. “We just need to work harder on Math”

“Okay. See, you guys finally spend more than hour together without fighting” 

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