Teenage Criminals

'If I told you would you take it the wrong way?'
His hot breath hit the side of my face making me flush.
'I will take it anyway you want.'
I whisper slowly into his ears. Closing my eyes. I fell him wrapped his arms around me tight.
This was a mistake. He was a mistake. I should've let him close to me. I was only ever going to corrupt him.
See I am not like all the other girls. I am dangerous. I don't take shit from anyone.
I am a trained fighter. I am the "Bad-Girl" in school. But I don't see it that way.
I see it as I am one of the few girls who can stand up for herself. Who never makes mistakes.
But I did make a mistake and that is falling in love with a good boy named Harry Styles

(Non-famous One Direction fanfic)


5. Chapter Four

*Mature Content*

    After lunch Harry and I left school. We got what we came for so what was the point of sticking around longer than we needed to. We went back to Harry's place. We deiced we needed to hang out more for this to work. He is starting to get more cocky and confidante then before. I can tell he likes it. When we go to his room I noticed it was clean.  I laid down  on his bed.  He turned on his stereo and music filled the room. I closed my eyes and let the loud music enter my ears. 

    I felt the bed deep and a presence hovering over me. I smiled and soon felt Harry's lips on mine again. I smiled as I felt him deepened the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck for the second time this day and pulled him down. His fingers played with the hem of my shirt slowly pulling it up. 

   I have a feeling that this guy has done this before. He soon managed to get my shirt off. He moved down kissing my neck. Leaving little love bites on my neck before he moved down to my boobs.  He looked up at me asking for permission. I sat up giving him the opportunity to unhook my bra. He looked at me and smirked. 

"You know something Harry. If I didn't know better I would say you done this before." He smiled when I said this. "Lucky for you I have to." I whispered to him. Causing him to throw me back down on the bed so I am lying down.  

He kisses me again but this time harder then ever before.  I grabbed the bottom of his short and pulled it over his head causing us to break contact for only a few seconds.  I nails dug into his back as deepens the kiss.  


             I  wake up when a strong arm wraps around my bare body. I turn my head and see Harry dead asleep. I try to get out of his grip but every time I move his grip tightens around me.  No matter how strong I am I can not get out of this.   I sigh and see that all of the bed sheets the were on the bed before were now on the ground.  

        I deiced to just go back to sleep. It wasn't until I was almost asleep when I noticed how happy Harry Jr. is.  I turned around and saw Harry smirking. 

"God, Harry really. Not again now put that away and go to sleep."  I said in both a stern and annoyed voice. I could tell he got upset and deiced to punish me by pulling me closer to him and Harry Jr.  Which is frankly gross. 

    I ignore his futile attempt to get me mad and try to go to good back to sleep. Which is really hard when you have someone whispering sweet nothings into your ear and kissing your neck.  Okay, so much for going back to sleep. 

"Harry, wanna stay in all day and actually get to know each other. Hang out." I asked him as I start to sit up. Looking for something to cover myself. 

"Yeah but first." He said trying to pull me down onto my back. But quickly failed as I stood up from the bed. Harry started to smile at me. I just put my hand on my hip  and shot him a dirty look. 

"Do you have any sweats I can borrow and a shirt?" I ask not wanting to wear the same clothes as the day before. Because I actually want to be comfortable today.  

"Yeah let me get them for you." He said while getting of the bed and letting it all hang out.  My eyes looked everywhere but him. He handed me some grey sweats and a see through white shirt.

   I never should of given him the option of picking out my shirt. I  found my panties and bra or what remained of my bra. That little son of a bitch ripped my bra. I found the trash can and put my bra in it. I slid on my underwear and sweat. I pulled on the tee shirt. I had to roll up the sweats so I would be able to walk around. 

    Harry watched me the whole time I got dressed. He watched every move I made as if there would be a test on it later. He studied my body like he was going to draw it. 

"Like what you see?" I asked him. Which only caused him to smirk. "Now get dressed." I said to him.

"But I like being in the nude." He said while gesturing to himself. 

"Well, if you ever want to see me in the nude again I think you might want to cover up a bit." I said to him doing the same gesture he did. He reluctantly put on a pair of boxers and sweats similar to the ones I were wearing.  He didn't put on a shirt. Which is fine my me.  That boy has some abs. 

    Harry turned on the t.v. and put a disc into the DVD player. He pressed start. We settled into his bed our legs intertwined my head resting on his chest. 

I seriously need to do something about this. He is messing me up and I don't like it. Or do I? 

Sorry about the sex part. This is apart of a plan. A closer glimpse into their relationship. And remember not everyone is to be trusted.)

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