Scarred. ~Dark Fanfic~

I walked down the corridor of my new school, staring at my shoes, when I bumped into someone. I dared to look up. I slowly raised my head to find a curly haired boy, with an evil grin spread across his face. He had green orbs, that penetrated your soul. He wore black combat boots, a leather jacket completed with a skull shirt and bandana. I knew who he was. Harry Styles.

Please note that this is all made up and Harry Styles would never do this.


2. Punishments.

~~"Where are you taking me?" I asked, sitting up.
"My house." He replied simply, but you could hear the anger in his voice.
"Why?" I asked.
"For your punishment." Harry smirked. Punishment? I thought. Surely he can't just take me out of school. As if on cue, a teacher cam running out.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, tapping on the window. Harry spun his head round to look out of the window.
"Oh. S-Sorry Mr Styles. Carry on." The teacher said, backing away. What was that?
"What was all that about?" I asked.
"You see darling, these people have respect for me. Unlike others." He stated, starting the car. I was scared, but I wasn't going to show it. The radio came on, and my favourite song was playing, so I sang along. I didn't care that Harry was there either.

Harry's P.O.V
I smiled as she sang along to the radio. She was actually pretty good. But she needed to be punished. Why, I hear you ask? Well, she slapped me. She needs to learn to respect me because, oh, if she doesn't, she is going to be in a lot of trouble. I let out a deep chuckle as we arrived at my house. The other boys should be here too.
"Get out." I demanded.
"Nah." She replied simply.
"Get. Out." I said sharply, sending my hand across her face. She quickly undid her seatbelt and got out of the car.
"Here." I demanded. She walked over to the house. I unlocked the door and stepped in.
"Come on then, I don't have all day." I growled. She ran inside and stood in the hall.
"Get in here." I demanded, walking into the living room. "BOYS!" I shouted up the stairs. I smiled at the sound of thudding feet coming down the stairs.
"What is it?" Niall growled.
"We need to teach this pretty a lesson." I smirked turning my head to face her.
"Who's she?" Louis asked.
"She is Kyra. She's new." I explained.
"Well, if she's new, maybe we need to explain the rules to her." Louis smirked.
"Exactly." I replied.
"So, babe. Do you know who we are?" I asked Kyra.
"Nope, just a bunch of loons." She replied. Slap.
"No. We own the town. People respect us. People are scared of us. Because, you see, if we don't get the respect we want, chances are, you're not going to live." I explained. She gulped hard.
"You see sweetheart, if we aren't respected, we get angry. And when we are angry, we get violent." Louis smirked. She nodded, backing away slowly against the wall.
"What about the police?" She asked bravely.
"The police? What about them? They're scared of us darling, no need to worry about them." Niall laughed.
"But babe, because you're new around here, we'll let you off easy. But, if you try anything, then you will be in a lot of trouble sweetheart, and we don't want that, do we?" I asked. She shook her head.
"Good. Now, since we are here, we might as well stay. Got any problems with that babe?" I asked cheekily.
"No." She replied.
"Good. You hungry?" I asked. By now it was lunch time. She nodded.
"You want food?" I asked.
"Yeah please."
"Is pasta ok?" I asked walking into the kitchen.
"Actually I-"  She began.
"Tough." I laughed.

Kyra's P.O.V
I walked in the pouring rain, on my way to pick up Becky from school. What an awful day. That stupid jerk Harry and his mates. What did I do to deserve this? Nothing, that's what. That's when I realised. My car! Eugh, I'll have to walk to school in the morning. Yay. I finally arrived at Becky's school, soaking wet. My hair was sticking to my face, and my clothes were more water than fabric.
"Hey Ky! Where's you're car?" Becky asked, waltzing out of the school gates.
"Left it at school." I replied simply. "You got your umbrella?" I asked. She nodded and pulled it out. Walking home was quite fun, I found out what Becky's new school was like. Sounded better than mine. We were walking up the hill to our house, when a speeding car came round the corner. It hit a giant puddle on the curb, and got us both soaked.
"IDIOT!" I shouted. "You ok Beck?" I asked. Then I realised the car was reversing. "Just carry in walking." I told Becky. She nodded and slipped her hand in mine. When the car got to us, it's window rolled down.
"Hey babe." Said a deep voice. I recognise that voice anywhere.
"Get lost Harry." I spat, without looking up.
"Hey babe, need a lift." He asked, ignoring my last comment.
"No, my house is just here." I stated, still walking. The car was following us slowly up the hill.
"Suit yourself sweetheart." He smiled, and sped off up the hill.
"Who was that?" Becky asked.
"Just a boy from school." I replied. We finally arrived at my house. I was about to unlock the door, when I realised there was a post-it-note on it. It read:
I know where you live now. Haha.
Love, Harry.

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