Midnight Crew [Punk Harry AU]

"You're parents are right, bad boy's aren't any good but then again, good boys aren't any fun."

"We're a family can't you see? We have our ups and downs cause we're broken souls, but we're broken souls together."

"I may be a dim shattered light, but even the dim illuminate"


21. S e v e n t e e n

  -Monday Morning-

[Hailey’s P.O.V]

        Sometimes, I feel like I don’t know myself. And it scares me because out of everyone in this entire world, I should be the one who knows me the best. Yet I struggle to find the reasons as to why I do certain stuff and reasons as to why it affects me in that special way. I wonder why life is so confusing, and one moment you’re with people you love then the next it’s all gone, and you’re all alone, but you realize that you were alone from the start, and that’s when it hits you hard. You find yourself fighting with yourself to find these reasons and you never do. And that’s what scares me the most, losing people and blaming it on yourself, all of it. All I ever want is someone to love me back and assure me that they’re never leave. Ever.
        I set Harry’s English assignment back on my desk and I can’t help but be amazed at how talented of a writer he is, and not just that but the whole concept of it. It startles me that someone with a physical appearance like him would be hiding such a talent beneath all those tattoos.

        The English assignment was to write a quick synopsis of one of our greatest fears or worry’s in our lives or in this world and mine was about the world not understanding that gays and homosexuals are just regular people like us. I wrote about Justin and my dad’s horrendous reaction towards it, how it affected the looks on my family, yet it made me realize that love is not made but given. It’s complicated to explain but you get the general idea.

        Mr. James, our English teacher, tells the class to hand back our paper back to their rightful owners and with that we finish our peer editing session.

        Quickly I write down the words ‘You’re writing is astounding’ in blue pen ink and highlight my name so that Mr. James can distinguish it from the rest. Then I set the writing utensils aside and hand the paper up my row.

“Why did you do that?”

Harry’s husky voice questions across from me in the next row.

        I haven’t talked to him all day since school started even though I saw him and Midnight Crew outside of school when I got off the bus. Niall approached me and we had a minor talk about our Spanish class together. His breath smelled of a tint of beer and I gagged on my insides as he talked to me then sighed in relief as they left.

Apart from that, I haven’t really talked to any of them, so I really wasn’t in the mood to talk, rather much Harry.

“Do what?”

I murmured under my breath as Mr. James placed another assignment on the board.

I didn’t see him but I could swear that he rolled his eyes at me with frustration.

“Don’t play dumb with me Hailey. You know what I’m talking about.”

        He lowered his head and leaned in more towards my desk. I budged closer to the classroom wall and placed my hair behind my ear.

“I don’t need to give you explanations to my actions, if anything, I should be the one asking YOU what it is you’re planning to do with me.”

        I raise my whispering a bit and he shuts up for a second or two then stares straight forward at Mr. James whose back is facing us as he continues to write on the board. He bites gently on the metal corner of his wooden pencil.

“My assignment” he mutters huskily

“Stunning” I reply just as Mr. James turns his back around and faces the class.

        He eyes me from the front of the room and slowly paces to the front of my row, coming to a halt just as all eyes turn to me. I groan.

“Ms. Paterson, I’m sure whatever is that you are gossiping about with Mr. Styles, you wouldn’t mind to share with the class?”

        I gulp and stutter my following words.

“No I, um, not at all sir.”

        “We weren’t gossiping” Harry buts in and Mr. James stares at him profoundly “We were simply chatting about how we would love for you to partner us up for the upcoming English project Sir”

        I frown and that’s when I look at what Mr. James had written on the board. A two person or group project where we reconnect to our recent English assignment by trying to overcome the fear or helping the world realize what we had written about.

        Mr. James looks deep in thought for the next minute or so and strokes his subtle by his chin while looking straight at me and Harry.

“I’ll take it into consideration Mr. Styles” as he nods and walks back to the center of the classroom.

“I hate you” I mutter back at Harry as he follows me out English class and into the crowded high school hallways.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you had just told me why you did what you did to me at my party.”

He held on tightly to the strap on his black backpack.

“I already told you, I don’t have to explain to you about the things I do or don’t. And stop following me!!!”

“Well you’re my partner for the project and that’s final” He lowers his eyebrows at me and I get scared for slight second.

“Nu-uh. Mr. James said he would take it into consideration, if anything I can just join a groups of other students. They don’t seem to question my every moves unlike some people.”

We turn the corner and a group of cheerleaders eyeball us from their little nest of wannabe’s. One of them even waves a bit at Harry and he nods his head but keep staring me down.


“No what?!”

“You’re not joining any group whatsoever. I told you, you’re working with me, and that’s your only option. Do you understand!!”

He lowers his eyebrows once again and his eyes glare with possession. He reaches down to grab my hand and I snatch it from his grasp before stopping in front of 232, the music room.

“You’re not the boss of me and you can’t tell me what to do. So do me a favor and leave me alone. Don’t you have class?!?”

He chuckles slightly to himself.

“You’re right, I’m not the boss of you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t try.”

I lower my shoulders and stare at him as the warning bell starts to ring.

“And I have a free period”

He smirks and walks over to the wall opposite of the classroom and drops his bag on the floor before slouching down and crossing his legs in front of him. I can’t help but notice he has some REALLY long legs.

“I hate you so much” I mutter before opening the classroom door.

“And one more time from the top everyone. Remember, posture is important!!”        

My music teacher looks so clean and posh in her pencil skirt and white ruffled blouse as she paces in front of the rising steps were my fellow classmates and I begin to sing ‘Where You Belong’ by Kari Kimmel.
                                                                                               If you're feeling down or weak
                                                                                                You can always count on me
                                                                                                   I will always pick you up
                                                                                                Nothing's ever gonna change
                                                                                                Nothing's gettin' in my way
                                                                                                  I will always hold you up

                                                                                                           Come what may
                                                                                              Don't look back forget yesterday
                                                                                                           Forget yesterday

                                                                                                It's not where you come from
                                                                                                        It's where you belong
                                                                                                        Nothin' I would trade
                                                                                             I wouldn't have it any other way
                                                                                                        You're surrounded
                                                                                                 By love and you're wanted
                                                                                                        So never feel alone
                                                                                                     You are home with me
                                                                                                    Right where you belong

                                                                                        I know sometimes you're feeling lost
                                                                                        It's hard to find your place in it all
                                                                                                But you don't have to fear
                                                                                                Even when you mess up
                                                                                                You always got my love
                                                                                                  I'm always right here
                                                                                                            Oh, cause

                                                                                                      Come what may
                                                                                        Don't look back forget yesterday
                                                                                                   Forget yesterday (ay)

“Splendid” she gleamed with pride at us and congratulated us on such a good job, considering someone forgot the lyrics halfway throughout the song.
        “As a reward I’ll let you all 2 minutes before the bell”
        Almost instantly, the class erupted in celebration and it’s crazy how just 2 minutes of anticipation could hype up a classroom so quickly and then empty it up just as quick.
“Oi, Hailey dear” I turned around just as I was about to open the door to leave. Quickly she waddled over to me and had her hands crossed in front of her chest.
“Um, yes Mrs. Salsberry?”
 “Hailey dear, you seem to have a very talented voice and you’re always so into the music it amazes me, every time. But um, today, you seemed a bit-“
        She swirled circles around the top of her graying curly hair and I got the message. Woah, thanks Granny.
        I nodded my head and ran my fingers through my hair.
“Yeah um sorry about that Mrs. Salsberry, I just, I , I have a lot of things in mind lately”
“Something happening at home dear? In that case, the guidance counselor can help you out. She’s a sweet one, here to help kids like you”
        Kids like me?! What the hell is that supposed to mean!?!
“No, no it’s okay Mr. Sal’s, positive. But thanks anyways. See you tomorrow”
        I wave my hand awkwardly and head out the door , clutching on to my bag.
        What is it with these people around here?
“Ugh not you again. What part of leave me alone don’t you understand?”
        Harry stops leaning on the wall and gets up to face me.
“What took you so long eh? The warning bell’s about to ring any minute now.”
        I roll my eyes.
“None of your business Harold”
“Well it is my business Hailey”
“No, no it’s not.”
“Whatever. Ey, what class do you have next?”
        I chuckle.
“A class that you’re not in that’s for sure”
        I skid up the stairs and past the double doors to my math class as Harry grabs my wrists and spins me around so that now I’m facing him. I’m not that tall so my eye level was up to his shoulders and trust me, it wasn’t that nice, seeing as though the hallways were stuffy and hot.
“What are you doing!?! Let me go!!” I yell at him
        He smirks
“You were warned, yet you took the risk. And now, I need to get you back for what you did to me on Saturday”
“Shut up”
        I try to shove him away but his grip is strong and he pull me closer and pecks my forehead lightly.
“Yeah I’m so gonna get you back”
        With that he lets go of me and brushes his hand on my arm before running down the stairs.
        Yeah, something is REALLY up with people here.




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