Paid Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Hi, I'm Abby Thomas. Age 17, grade 12. School is terrible, I have very few friends. What am I talking about I have two friends. But I only really talk to one which is Jessica. But there is this one guy that everyone adores and looks up to. But they look past the fact he is a total douchebag, so are his friends. But what happens when my friend Jessica dares me to go out with him and see how long I last? Did I mention she'll pay me 20 dollars each day. He'll go out with any girl he gets his hands on, just to see if he could get in their pants. Well do I accept this challenge? Do I fall in love? Does he find out?

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10. Chapter 10

  I opened up my eyes and  looking up at the front door. It was all just in my head... I stared left to right to see the dark roads depeopled (empty). "What just happened?," I whispered to myself before realizing it was just a day dream. I stared at his front door so confused, this all seemed so real tho. I thought about knocking but didn't. I swear I just went into Harry's house and we watched movies, ate and cuddled. I swear I did! I took a deep harsh breath and pounded slightly on the wooden door.

  It didn't take long for him to answer. He swung the door open and stared at me, anger in his face.

  "What's wrong?," I asked staring in his sparkling olive green eyes.

  "Your late..."

  "No I'm not!"

  "It's 10:53pm."

  "What! No, I left at 8! I'm positive."

  "Check again babe because it's almost 11. I had a dinner set, a film picked out and flowers. But if you wanted to stand me up then you should have just spoke to me."

  "But I didn't-"

  "I should of listened to Maddy and the others, there right. Your a little girl confused. All you are is a shy thing. To scared to face your problems and suck at romances," he laughed and just shut the door in my face. 

  What just happened? In my day dream he was so sweet, so neat, so well dressed. But in reality he was a dick, not listening. Thinks he knows whats right from wrong.

  My hands formed into fists and my heart was pounding. He said I was a little girl... Little girl I am then. He doesn't know what I got through, the thoughts I think, the feels I get. I'll show him. I smirked before turning off the porch and going back home.

  The next day I went through my clothes that used to be my mom's when she was younger, lots of leather. I pulled out a pair of black see through leggings, jean booty shorts, a leather black jacket and a baggy tee with the picture of someone's heart in someone's hand. It looked bad ass, if I must say so. Saying I'm a little girl, he'll change his mind when I get to school. I grabbed a pair of my black boots and went to change. After I was done I fixed my long hair making it wave and put some eye make up on, some red lipstick, and finishing it with some black shades. I stared at myself in the mirror, kinda impressed in what I changed myself into. 

  Went from a "little girl" to a "bad ass" in minutes. Now time to change my personality, I'm going to stop being shy like I usally am. I'm going to break out of my shell and give the people who talk shit about me a piece of my mind. Now lets see if this works. I smiled and ran down stairs grabbing my bag, ignoring my mom's comments and started to walk to school. 

  I was half way there when I heard a beep from the side of the road, which made me jump. I looked up from the ground and stared at the black jeep that sat on the side of the road. I stopped waiting for a sign of someone. After a few seconds someone opened the passenger door and looked at me. "Get in babe," the brown eyed boy spoke.

  "And who might you be?"

  "Don't worry about it. You know me tho."

  "Nah I'm fine I'll walk," I put my hands in my pockets and continued to walk. Before I knew it I had a guy have a grip on my shoulder stopping me. "What the fuck man," I said pushing him away from me. 

  "Abby?"

  "What?"

  "Wow. I thought you were Rebecca."

  "Rebecca? Fuck no."

  "Anyway I'm Liam, I'm sure you remember me."

  "Remember you perfectly," I said with a fake smile and turned back to walking.

  "Wait!," he ran to me again stopping me.

  "What do you want!," I growled. He removed his hand and backed off.

  "You look really hot today. Want a lift anyway? Your going to be late if you walk the rest of the way." I'm never late to be honest besides that one time I almost missed 1st period. Maybe this should be a good start to stop getting there when i'm supposed to all the time.

  "No. I'll walk."

  "Have it your way," he turned away and got back to his car driving past me. I rolled my eyes with a smirk, he called me hot. When I got in the school the halls were clear, papers by lockers and doors closed. It felt like I was alone, I smiled joyfully enjoying that Maddy and her posse wasn't around me. I went to my locker and did the combonation, opening it and placing my book bag in it. I grabbed my science book, pencil bag, algebra home work and binders before closing my locker and walking to the room. I stared through the window, before entering watching the teacher sitting at his desk reading while the rest seemed to be yelling and jumping around. I reached down to the handle and pushed it open. 

  The eyes of everyone locked on me besides a few people including Harry. I walked to the back as eyes followed me and sat down putting my stuff on my desk. The teacher glanced up at me and stood up. "Miss Thomas, you are 26 minutes late!," he shouted making the class silent. That's when I seen Harry and the others turn to face me. His eyes seemed to trail my legs but I locked eyes with him, making him turn his view off me. I gave a quick smirk before standing up and facing the teacher.

   "Coming from the dude who came in last week half dressed. How was the morning sex?," I smiled.

  "You better be quiet young lady or else."

  "Or else what? You'll go tell the princible on me? For just telling the truth?"

  "That's it," he walked over to me and grabbed my arm walking me out in the hall and pointed down to the office. "Go!," he yelled. 

  "Alright Alright," I stared back at the door which stood Harry who watched the hole thing. I smirked to him then the teacher. "But just giving you heads up, you aren't the only person who had sex last week. Mr. Styles over there fucked a girl in the restrooms last Tuesday giving you heads up. So he might want to come with me then," I whispered into my science teacher's ear. He looked at me with a straight face and turned to Harry, asking to speak with him. I turned to the hall way and walked down it, knowing Harry's little dirty secrete was told. I know he had sex with a girl in the stalls last week because it went around the school fast. 

  "I'm here," I spoke up into the school office, sitting down in a puffy grey chair. I really wasn't liking how I just acted but it's how I feel. I'm tired of being that one girl that everyone can pick on.

  I waited and waited for the people to talk to me but they never did. I was just about to get up when the office door opened and Harry walked in running his hands through his hair. I stared at him for a minute before he looked down at me, so I turned my eyes quickly so he wouldn't spot me staring. "Fuck you," he whispered sitting next to me.

  "I would fuck myself. Thanks," I smiled. He glared at me and bit his lip staring down and up me just like in my day dream. "Like what you see?"

  "Sure but I wouldn't fuck it," he sat back in his chair. 

  "Sure you wouldn't cause I wouldn't let you," I winked.

  "Ha, that's what you say now."

  "Your right farther in the year I'll be like fuck no."

  "You changed Abby," he smirked.

  "Yeah and?"

  "You should of acted like this in the beginning of school," he leaned in closer "cause you look sexy in those shorts," he got up and walked to the main room where the prinable was.

  Hope I proved that little shit wrong, but the real thing is I do like a bad boy even tho I never dated any one. Time to deal with the rest of the day.

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