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)


15. Chapter Fourteen

     Harry and I  were walking on a small trail that lead through the woods. He was holding my hand tightly. We haven't started talking yet. We boe remained quiet . It was nice and peaceful. Which I was thankful for.  After a while of walking in silence we reached a small bluff. I turned to Harry and sighed. 

"Okay, what do you want to know?" I asked him taking a seat on a grassy area.  He smiled down at me and sat down in front of me. 

"Okay, how about what is your last name?"  He asked. 

"Grey, you?" 

"Styles, when is your birthday?" 

"January 25, 1994. When is yours." 

"February 2, 1994."

"Oh,  I am dating a younger man." I said in a playful tone.

"I am dating a older woman. That's hot." He stated in a smooth tone. 

"Really Harry don't do that. You make it sound like I am 30 something year old women."  I told him in a half annoyed half joking tone. 

"I am sorry, Babe. Do you want a kiss." He asked sweetly. Pecking my lips lightly before I had a chance to say yes or no. Making me smile at him. 

"God, Harry." 

"What?" He asked in a concerned voice. 

"Nothing, it is just. You are way too perfect." I said my voice filled with happiness. Making him blush. I started to laugh at him. Causing him to stick his tongue out at me.  Making me laugh even harder. Soon Harry joined in. 

      After a while the laughing died down. I rested my head against Harry's shoulder. I sighed deeply incontinent. Happiness overwhelmed me.  We sat there in silence for a few moments in silence. Harry took a deep breath and sighed. Making me look up at him out of the corner of my eye.

"What is wrong?" I asked concern laced in my voice. 

"Well, I have to ask you something. But you don't have to answer me if you don't want to because I know- " He start rambling so I cut him off with  a small kiss on the lips.  

"Now, what do you want to ask me?"  I asked him as I pulled away from the kiss and rested my head again 

"Okay, that was like the sweetest way to shut me up" He said smiling like a girl. "When was the last time you talked to your dad?" 

      His question took me by surprise. I pulled away from him and quickly stood up. Harry quickly follow suit and stood up.  I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to remember telling him anything about my dad. But I quickly drew a blank. I kept on thinking about all the times we hung out and never once could I remember telling him about everything or anything having to do with my dad.  Harry soon picked up on it because he started to clarify it .

"Well, the night we went to the party and you got pretty wasted. So on the way back to your flat you kept talking about your mom, and a whole bunch of shit about an evil bitch of a step mom, being sent away to boarding school, getting expelled from the school, and then you said your dad kicked you out and you lived on the street for about a year until you meet your roommates."  He said/explained in one long deep breath. I just nodded my head. Trying to think of what to say next.

"Well, I guess the last time I spoke to him is when I moved into my new house. I got Juliet and Jeremy to take me to his house and to help me get my stuff. He kept saying how he missed me so much. But when I asked if I could come move back in he said that was not an option. When we finish packing most of my stuff Jeremy and Juliet left me and my dad to talk for a few minutes and say our goodbyes. Right as I was about to leave he handed me a credit card and said 'Use it whenever. We are even now.' I took the card and left without saying good bye. Never once did he say I am sorry for the way he acted or how he kicked me out. Or anything like that. I was heartbroken in away."  I tolded him as I started to remember the details of that day. The memory flooding my mind.

    My eyes were transfixed on the ground until Harry softly grabbed my chin between his thumb and index finger.  Making me look eye contact with him . I could tell by the sorrow in his eyes he felt guilty about ask me his question.  He slowly leaned in and kissed me making all my thoughts float away. I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck as he snaked his arms around my waist.  The kiss was short but passionate. He slowly pulled away our foreheads still touching. 

"Lets go. We can finish this later. I promise." I spoke in a hushed tone.

"Okay," He said simply Harry let go of my waist and I dropped my hands from around her waist.  I started walking. Harry behind me.  After a few moments I felt someone lift me up and throw me over their shoulder. 

"Harry!" I screamed as he started to run in the opposite direction. I banged my fists against his back. Trying to get him to let me go. "Let me down."

"Sorry hun no can do." He spoke in a superior tone as he ran. I slowly gave up and let him carry me where ever he was taking me. God, I hope he doesn't get us lost.  

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