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)

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4. Chapter Three

     I told Harry that we are going to focus on the plan today so that meant we aren't going to school today. He said he would be here around ten so that gave me enough time to wake up, go for a run, and take a quick shower before he gets here. 

 I was just getting back from my run when I saw that there was a figure standing at the door. Shit, he is really early of I am really late. As I got to the door is said a small 'hey' and unlocked the door. We went straight up to my room. When we got there I picked up my phone off the dresser and realize I went for a longer run than I intended on. 

"Hey, stay here I need to take a quick shower than we can start. Okay?" I said/asked as I grab my towel and clothes. 

"Yeah, sure whatever." He mumbled under his breath as I left the room. 

   I quickly took a shower and got dressed. I picked up my dirty clothes  and walked into the room. Harry didn't notice me walk in. I watched as he ran his fingers along my pictures. Most of them were from my old school. Except for one. It was a picture with me, my dad, and my mom before she died.  We were at the hospital.  It was a right before the chemotherapy started. Dad and I were on ether sides of her. It was the last photo we took of her. She wanted us to remember her as how she was before the cancer. I think it was one of the last times I was actually happy. 

"So what are you looking at?" I said from behind him. Making him jump a little and me to laugh.

"Um, no-nothing." He stuttered as he turned around to face me. 

"Then why are you stuttering if it is just nothing." I teased him. 

"Because you caught me off guard. Now why don't you say we get started."  He said stepping towards me while talking lowly.  I laughed at him and turned around and sat on bed. 

" Okay, you might want to sit." I told him. I knew my plan was the  only way anyone would take him an his new look serious. He sat down next to me on the bed and gave me the look that said "Alright , well you can't just change your look you need to change the way you act and the way you talk. Also you need people to think that you have changed a 100%. And for that to happen you need a girlfriend and you have to be late to classes.I can help you with the girlfriend part. But the other parts you need to do yourself." I studied his face looking for any sign of emotion but his face was blank. I could tell he was in deep thought. 

"What do you mean you can help me with the girlfriend part?" He suddenly asked. 

" I mean during school people will think we are a couple. We will do all that lovey dovey crap that couples do. We will be seen at parties together. Because of my so called reputation I have people will take you a lot more serious. Got it." I told him what I meant and saw him nod then he looked at me again.

"And by lovey dovey you mean..." He trailed off wanting me to finish for him. 

"Eat lunch together, hug, hold hands, kiss. Shit like that." Once I said kiss his face perked up. 

"Kiss, maybe we should practice this plan. " He said leaning in. His hot breath fanning onto my face. I smile at him and playfully pushed him away. 

"Oh we will. Not here though in a more public place. How about school?"  I said and got up. I looked at his puzzled face. I guess he was trying to figure out if I was kidding. "Come on if we leave now we will make it in time for lunch. The perfect place to start this." I said grabbing my phone and keys.  I looked at him and he seemed pretty please about what was about to happen. 

           We left the house and went to my car. Once Harry got in I sped off. We needed to get there in the middle of lunch. I looked over at Harry threw the corner of my eye to make sure he was wearing something non-nerdy.  

          He was wearing black skinny jeans and a plain white tee shirt with black Converse.  Perfect. He had a smirk on his face because he knew exactly what was going to happen and he loved every second leading up towards it. 

       When we go towards the cafeteria. I stopped  him before he could open the door. He looked at me confused before I sent him a smile. I ruffled his curls so they looked less groomed. Then I took his hand and put it on my waist. He quickly pulled me into him. He looked at me and I nodded. 

     As he opened the door I whispered 'follow my lead' to him. Which only made him smirk even more. As we walked threw the cafeteria all eyes were on us. The sound of our foot steps were the only sound in the cafeteria. The silence was deadly.  We sat down at an empty  table.

      Actually he sat down sideways on the  table. And I straddled him and once I did that the whispering erupted. 

"Are you ready for this?" I asked as I moved my body closer to him so our faces were barely two inches apart. I felt his hands wrap around my waist pulling my body closer to him if that was even possible. 

"The question is are you?" He said and before I could answer our lips collided. 

    Our lips moved in sync as I felt his hands move up and down my back. I ran one hand threw his hair and the other around his neck.  The kiss was heated and passionate. Even if it was just for looks. His tongue licked my bottom asking for entrance. Which I soon granted. He gained control right away. I grinned against his body and I felt him smile. 

   We soon pulled apart taking a breath. My forehead rested on his. I felt out of breath and it was amazing. I did not expect that at all. And I think he knew  exactly what I was thinking. Because I could practically feel  his smirk. 

"That was.." I trailed off for the first time in a long time I couldn't understand what I felt and it scared me. That is another new one. 

 

 

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