So Long, Good Girl *HarryFanFic*

Annabelle was one of those so called 'good-girls'. Not much of a girl for trouble. She was their prime target; plus her little friend Rachel. These bad boys were going to turn their world upside down. They would live a little on the edge. They would inspire each other. These lads would go to America with their gang members for more 'business' up north. Gang business. Would they want the money at the end? The dream they will soon desire? Or will love take part of this game?
INFO- the boys werent yet famous and they become famous differently.

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5. Low On Supplies

ANNABELLE'S POV

His body was an inch away from mine, but this wasnt 'romantic'. There's no possible way the Harry could love anything. I was frightened, considering he was furious. I flinched a little and dug my nails into the palms of my hands.

"Please, don't hurt me." I croaked.  My raspy voice became a hoarse whisper. 

"I would hurt you if I had the strength to." Harry unpinned me and zoomed out. I scratched my head, utterly confused. I returned back to the gym to see someone missing, Harry.

"Where did you both go?" Savannah asked quietly.

"He took me to the closet. I-I thought he was going to punch me or something... But he said 'I would hurt you if I had the strength to', whatever that means." I explained through her ear. I made sure the boys couldnt hear.

"Maybe he thinks you could beat him up." We both laughed and carried on, but I couldnt keep those words out of my mind. What kind of strength? I know he could take me with one poke in the elbow, so its not physical. What is it?

It was on my mind the whole day, I went crazy. By the time I got home, I felt sick from thinking of the same thing for too long. I'm an only child, so it was always quiet. Sometimes my parents would argue but that was just once or twice every week. 

"How was the first day, Bells?" My dad questioned me. I didnt want to say I was traumatized, instead I replied with "Good".

"Were there any cute boys?" My mom asked, which made me laugh. My mom is that 'cool mom' that everyone wishes they had, but she stills works A LOT and she doesnt like to. My dad on the other hand, was all about work.

"Mary!" Dad yelled.

"It's just a question!" 

"Yes mom, there was. Dad wouldnt approve, and neither would I." I grabbed my bag and trotted up the stairs to my bedroom. I took a look at my fresh room. The walls were white with coral curtains. My bed had pink pillows and a gold blanket set that was drowned in sequins. My book shelf had old yearbooks, books, and my past diaries. I rushed to my desk to see my current diary in the open. Yes, I have one just to write about everything one day. They're all really boring, though. I wrote about my day.

Dear Diary,

 

HARRYS POV

 

Annabelle has me soft. She's so innocent and thats what I liked. Think of it as The Outsiders. She was that one nice Soc, which I was just a tough Greaser. She was Cherry and I was Ponyboy. I dont want to let go of this one.

"Why'd you leave, man?" Niall asked whenever they all came through the door. I put down my bag and study them carefully. They seemed sweaty.

"I felt like it. Why are you all sweaty?" 

"We were being chased by some guys. Louis socked one of them right in the lip. They said that we owe them big bucks, or some snow." Liam pointed out.

"How many pounds?"

"About a million in American money." I leant against the wall and put my hand on my face.

"How much cocaine do we have in stock?" 

"100 pounds. We need more, so I'll call Ed."

"Dont call Ed. He's famous. If he gets caught with that stuff he's screwed." Which is true, he is Ed Sheeran. 

"We're fucked." Louis fell to the couch.

"We need more buyers. We're supplying that party on Friday, so how much is that?"

"They're paying $4,000. Ask Annabelle to help us sell." Zayn chuckled. Everyone started giggling.

"Very funny. She'll come around." I gave myself hope.

"Not with that Rachel chick. She was bitching the whole day!" Liam said.

"Whatever. Annabelle makes me weak." I confessed. I covered my face with both of my hands.

"She's got you whipped on the first day. I thought you scared her?" Niall asked.

"I tried but I couldnt. She was terrified and I was soft." 

"She hates you, man." Zayn laughed.

"For now, for now."

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