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.


3. Troublemaker


The morning was alright, but lunch was yet to start. I hope there are no more run-ins with the boys for the rest of the day. The bell rang for us to go to lunch. I called my table, which I had last year as a sophomore. It was one of the circle tables in the courtyard. We like to eat outside while it's hot. I saw Rachel and our other friends approach the table.

"They're in a gang." Rachel said as everyone's ears finally pitched in. I rolled my eyes.

"Duh! It doesnt matter. We dont need to shun them for life because of that, ladies." I stated the overtly obvious. It was quite likely that they wouldnt listen. 

"Are you saying that you have befriended them?" I was about to slap her face.

"I never said I associated with those dimwits or that I would ever be apart of a gang. I dont want that reputation that they have." I could see my friend Savannah smiling. 

"I agree with Bells, and look at those girls. Arent they Abby Welsh and Tori Smith?" We all turned around and felt our jaws drop. The bleached blonde, Abby, was wearing a Victoria's Secret V neck with super skinny jeans. Her face was plastered with determination. Tori had dyed red hair and wore the same thing, just a different designed shirt. Yay for originality guys!

"We will never turn out like them. Those are the girls that those lads should want. I dont know what has gotten into you Bells!" Rachel half shouted. I put my hands over my ears. She always flips out like this. God knows why! 

"Whatever! Drop it! This doesnt matter at all. Completely irrelevant to our lives so lets go back to where the boys didnt exist." I splurted out. I know my friends had heard of the gang so I didnt need to repeat myself. My eyes were suddenly covered by hands. Whoop there it is..

"Im here to save you, Princess." I bit his  fingers and heard him screech 'ouch'. I giggled but saw that nobody was amused.

"Not friends, are we?" Rachel stood up and left the table. Really? Overdramatic much?

"She isnt a fan of you lads." I say bluntly while they all look to each other and nod. Their faces showed full mysteriousness. 

"But you are?" Harry winked and I broke his trance. My buddies all gave me this 'run before he rapes you' look. 

"Not at all. Leave me alone, Styles." I turned around and took one of Rachel's stray chicken nuggets. And another, another, and the rest after that. I could feel Harry's cold breath on my neck. I turn around to see it was only him left and he was staring me down.

"Can I help you?" I asked sassily. I glance to my left to see Tori and Abby whispering. Sluts.... 

"Yes you can. A matter of fact, you can follow me right now." He held out his hand and I inspect his palms.

"Come on Bambi, I dont bite hard." Harry chuckled cheekily. I grabbed Rachel's mashed potatoes on a spoon and splash them all over Harry's hand and shirt. I heard him growl with his stare as everyone choked on their laughter. Just then, he spreaded it all on my pink shirt. I gasped and stood up.

"Ill walk you to the toilets." He smirked and I stomped to the girls' bathroom. Yet, he followed. 

"This is the ladies' room. Im sure you arent a girl." I pointed out as I ripped a paper towel and splurted some soap and water on it.

"I dont care. And that wont work, princess. The stain is too bad. You have to soak it all." He was loving this, and I was hating this. 

"Fuck you." I hurried to the bathroom door to lock it shut and saw Harry waiting.

"I am not taking off my shirt with you in here." I spat. He tensed up and leaned to the side.

"Then I dont know what mummy's going to say about your tater stain, princess. I wont pull anything." I hate this guy's guts. He doesnt realize it. I threw off my top, only leaving me with a bra on my torso. I could feel his eyes studying me.He took his off to and turned on the faucets.

"Im not a creep, dont blame me for looking because I am a guy." I giggled and took the huge stain out of my shirt. I put it under the dryer, so did he. He played his music loudly. Oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah! Maroon 5 I think?

"You are mesmerizing." He whispered in my ear. He came closer and I backed up, slamming into the tiled walls. His hands were around my waist and he grinned. Oh sure he wouldnt pull anything.

"Please dont do this." I commanded while he kissed my neck romantically.

"Im off princess." He dropped his hands and the lunch bell rang. I slipped my top back on and rushed to class.



I left the table because Annabelle was being complicated. I escaped to the snack bar line. I just waited for no reason. Then Zayn came.

"Hello, angel. Whats wrong?" I felt the stress tears fall from my eyes. I broke out and he brought m into a hug. He walked me behind the portables. 

"Annabelle is changing." I hiccupped those awkward sounds and I buried my face in his chest. Zayn patted my back.

"In one day? It couldnt be that bad." He didnt know what it would turn in to.

"Her and I always disagree now. Every since sophomore year ended, shes been acting like life is so care free. I left because she said her and Harry werent friends yet he came up to her. I dont wan to lose my best friend. Its been twelve years, Zayn!" He held me closer.

"Its no big deal. Look at me." He said raspily. His caramel eyes sparkled and he touched my face with his warm hands.

"You and I will never happen." I scoffed. He didnt seem to notice what I had said at all.

"Just wait." He disappeared. 

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