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)


11. Chapter Ten

       It was past midnight and we were on the fourth Paranormal Activity  movie. Harry kept on getting scared. I swear I am the man in this relationship.  The popcorn I was holding was now on the floor due a Harry flinching during one of the scenes of Silent Hill. 

     When the movie was finally over  we were all still awake. We were now on the floor sitting in a circle. I was sitting on Harry's lap. We were  all just talking and laughing about everything and nothing.  Alice and Jeremy said they want to do shots. I kept telling them I don't want to.  But everyone else seemed keen on the idea.  They all ended up doing shots except for me.

   Which was perfectly fine with me.  While they are nursing hangover, while working or in class.  I will be happily working at the diner without a hangover. I will be incredibly tired but a cup of coffee will fix that.  Around 2am everyone else was  completely drunk. 

   I decided to go to bed  because I had to go to work at seven.  I left everyone in the living. I don't think they noticed I even left. I went to my room and dove straight into bed. The moment my head hit the pillow I was off to dreamland. 




     I woke up by someone loudly snoring on floor by my bed.   I  immediately shot out of bed. I ran out of my room tripping over Harry on the way out. I went to into the living room and saw all my roommates/friends  sprawled out on the couch and floor. I look at the clock on the cable box and saw that it was 6:50 am.  

    I had to be at work in ten minutes and it takes fifteen to get there. I ran back upstairs and into my bedroom.  I took out my work uniform out of my closet. I threw it on the bed undressing as fast as possible.  I put on my uniform. It was a yellow sixties style waitress uniform.  I tied my white apron around my waist. I took the brush of my dresser and roughly brushed my hair.   I put my hair up into a high  ponytail.  I grabbed my keys which was on nightstand. I wrote Harry a quick note on a Sticky Note and stuck it to Harry's forehead. 

     I grabbed my work bag from besides the door and ran out of the house.   I started my car and sped down the road. I reached for my phone that is normally in the cup holder to text Mrs.Mable that I was going to be late..  When I felt for it and realized it wasn't there I remembered it was still at Harry's place. Fuck My Life. 

     When I finally arrived at the diner I was twenty minutes late.  I grabbed my bag and headed inside. Locking my doors of my car first.  When I walked through the doors of the diner I was relieved to see that it wasn't super busy.  I went in to breakroom and set down my stuff I took out my notepad and a pen.  

         I left the break room and went to Maria, she was the shift manager here working today. I fixed my uniform before I approached her.  She was really nice but really strict. She was a teen mom and had to support herself and them.  She reminds me of my mom a little. 

"You're late." She says bluntly as if I wasn't aware.  I stay quiet and nod.

"You are going to be working section 1 and 2. I am going to need you to work a double tomorrow."  She quickly said and she weaved around the table until we got to the waitress stand. 

"Okay,"  simply state as I get to work. preparing my areas.  




     It was 5pm and I was still at the diner because someone didn't show up at the diner for their shift. So I had to work two doubles todays in a row. Great. I normally don't mind but I just don't feel like covering for people who completely miss their shift and don't even call.  I walk up to one of my table talking out my notepad and pen from my apron. Getting ready to write down their order.

"Hello, my name is Aria. Can I get you anything to drink today?"  I say duly looking down at the notepad in my hand. 

"Yes, I would like an ice tea with no lemon and honey," I hear a woman's  voice say. I could tell she must be very reformed. The way she spoke with elegant and class. I also recognized a slight english accent. 

"Yeah, and I will have a Pepsi." Another voice said. But this one is deeper and  less reformed. He also had an English accent.  I look up after writing it all down to see if there was anything else. I saw  that it was only them in the both so I nodded again.

"I will get that  for you two right now." I say in a sweet tone walking away afterwards.  

     When I came back after I got the drink, to set them down. The two of them were having a pretty heated argument.  I quickly set each of their drinks down in front of them.  I decided to come back later to take their orders not wanting to interrupted them.  I went and took orders for some of the other  customers.  When I came back to them the only person sitting there was the women. 

"Is there any else you need, ma'am?"  I asked her politely.

"No,it is fine. The check please."  The said shaking her head while looking at the table top.  

"It is on the house. Don't worry." I told her. 

"Thanks,"  She said still staring at the top of the table. 

"Anytime," and with that I walked away. I don't know what it was about her but she just seemed really upset and stressed out. I felt like I should help her out.  




     When I finally left the diner it was 9pm.  I was exhausted and sore. I just wanted to go home, curl into a ball on my bed ,and fall  into a deep sleep. To think I am going to have to do this again tomorrow.  I groan as that thought seeped into my head. 

    I reached my car and started to unlock the door when I heard someone call out my name. I deemed that it was probably just my sleep deprived imagination playing tricks on me. I slid into driver seat. I threw my work bag into the backseat of my car. 

     I started to drive out of the parking lot but stopped when I saw a man running toward my car. Making me instantly lock my doors. I am not usually scared of creeps and all. But I was too tired to defend myself.   When he got closer I realized it was the same dude from the diner . The guy who was fighting with that lady.  Why was he still here? He left over four hours ago. 

     But before he got to close I drove off. Not wanting to talk to him or any human being on this planet right now.  The drive home took longer than normally. When I finally did get home it was 9:45pm.  I went right up into my room and dove in my bed not even taking off  my uniform.

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