The Rebel // H.S

17 year old Lily Waterhouse has just recently moved to london after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited, being that london doesn't seem much different than LA. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Kate Haminlinton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is attracting about this boy, and she wants to know it all.


2. T W O

Darkness Meets Light

Waiting in line for my schedule took way longer than planned. 

By time I got ahold of it, school had already started 30 minutes earlier. 

I haven't seen any sign of the mystery boy but I was determined to see him again. 

It bothered me that I didn't know where he was. 

It that weird?

The older blonde headed lady handed me my schedule. 

"Your first class is two doors to the right" she said, smiling sweetly. 

"Thank you." I smiled in return.

I made my way towards the door and lightly knocked. A short, bald man came to the door.

"Mr Black?" I asked.

"Yes, you must be Jessamine, come in and take a seat." He replied coldly.

I hated him already.

I carried my things to the back of the room, next to a short blonde-haired girl.

She smiled at me and handed me a folded sheet of paper.

I took it and opened it.

'Aren't you bored already? I hate this class! Btw I'm Melissa.' The note read.

I quickly replied and handed it back to her.

Throughout the next hour we passed the note, back and forth, until the end of class.

The bell rang indicating class change.

We gathered our things and Melissa showed me to my locker, which was only two down from hers.

Then out of the corner of my eye, I spotted him.

The mystery boy.

I felt my knees begin to shake, I'm not sure why. I didn't even know him.

I silently whispered to Melissa, who was helping put textbooks into my locker,

"Hey, who is he?" I asked her, pointing as him slightly.

"Oh that's Harry Styles. He's the school bad boy. Don't even get involved Jess, he's nothing but trouble." She replied looking straight at me.

I simply nodded in reply, still looking at him.

He got closer by the second, until he was within distance to where I could smell him. His scent was fill with smoke and denim, which was somewhat intoxicating to me.

"Hey babe." He breathlessly said as he walked right past me. A devilish smirk plastered on his face.

I simply ignored him, as if I didn't care.

Then I felt someone grab me by my waist.

"Someone isn't too friendly, huh?" He whispered into my ear, his warm breathe sweeping across my neck.

I was too scared to move.

We stood still for a few seconds before he took his hands off me and walked away. His footsteps echoing in the hallway.

"I'll see you soon." he called behind me.

I was at a loss for words. Melissa stood blankly in front of me.

"What the hell?!" She said almost a little too loud.

"I have no idea..." I nearly whispered back in reply.

what was that about?


The rest of the day was pretty slow, until lunch time.

I waited in the lunch line and grabbed a slice of pizza, chips and a bottle of tea.

Melissa had a seat saved for me, along with her boyfriend, Zach.

Zach was pretty attractive. Brown hair, blue eyes, typical pretty boy.

I sat in front of Melissa and made eye contact with Zach.

"Hey Jessamine," he said.

"Hey Zach.." I replied awkwardly.

I felt like a third wheel.

That is until the one and only Harry Styles came strolling in the lunch room.

You could see people turn their heads as Harry and his crew walked by, some girls knew how to hard core stare.

I could feel his glare on my as he came closer. My eyes trailed up to meet his dark gaze. His eyes were a dark shade of green and seemed filled with anger.

He quickly released eye contact as he went straight up to some built guy and punched him square in the jaw.

The two then began a fight right beside our table.

Several punches were being thrown before I jumped up and tried to stop them fighting.

As soon as grabbed ahold of Harry's arm, I felt him relax in a way and step back.

"Jessamine get back before you get hurt." He replied coldly, never dropping his fiery gaze on the other guy.

"Harry, leave." I replied with sterness in my voice, I felt myself begin to shake.

He just looked at me with a blank expression, before turning away and walking out the doors.

Without thinking, I ran to find him.

He was outside smoking a cigarette, bruises and cuts all over his face. But he acted like it didn't bother him a bit.

I quietly walked towards him, trying to keep him calm, if possible.

"Hey are you ok?" I asked.

He turned his head in my direction and smirked.

"I am now." He replied.


I breathed in the fumes of Harry's newly lit cigarette, which caused me to cough slightly.

"What the hell was that about?" I asked, almost too rudely.

"None of your fucking business." He replied sternly.

"Okay sorry I actually cared, you don't have to be rude." I said before turning around to walk back inside.

"No Jessamine, wait." he softly grabbed my arm and pulled me back, too close for comfort. My hands were pressed against his chest in attempt to move away. What- how does he know my name?

I tried taking a step back but it only made his grip tighter.

"I didn't mean to be rude." He said apologetically, looking dead into my blue eyes with his green ones.

It made me melt on the inside.

"Too late for that," I said in a bitchy tone, attempting to once again shake my arm from his strong grip.

I didn't work. 

I could probably feel bruises beginning to form.

I looked at him with the death stare before he let out a sigh.

"Fine. He had mentioned something earlier as I passed by him in the hallway. Something about how he wanted to talk you into coming home with him. It bothered me, so I beat the shit out of him." He said bluntly.

"Well it looks like he beat the shit out of you." I said with a giggle.

I found it funny, he deserved it honestly. You shouldn't go up to random people and pound them to death.

He dropped my arm from his death grip.

"You think it bothers me? All these cuts and bruises? Not in the slightest. You don't know me well enough, Jessamine." He said as he put out his cigarette and walked away.

Leaving me standing there alone with all the thoughts in the world.


The last bell of the school day finally rang. Kids filled the hallways, trying to get to their cars and go home.

Since I thought it would be safer to wait until the crowd was gone, I stood by the doors of the parking lot.

Then, Melissa came and bumped her hip into mine.

"Hey there." She said. Someone was in a good mood.

"Hey." I replied back, with barely any emotion.

"What's wrong? Tell me it's not about what happened at lunch."

"No, no. Of course not." I said. I'm such a big liar. It's bothered me all day.

"Mhmm sure." She replied back sarcastically. "Well, I came to tell you that I'm going out to dinner tonight with Zach at a local diner. Care to join? We could even show you around?"

"Uhm, yeah I'll think about it." I replied with a smile, unsure of what I really wanted to do.

"Okay, here's my number. Give me a call." she said, handing me a note card with her number on it. "See ya."

"Bye Melissa." I waved off.

By now most of the crowd had vanished and I headed towards my new white Camry.  

It was basically my baby.

I climbed inside and turned the key into the ignition. Just as I began to put my car in reverse, someone tapped on my window, making me jump.

"What the-" then I realized who it was.


I rolled my window down.

"What do you want, Harry." I asked, as if I didn't care in the least.

"I came to tell you I'm taking you to dinner tonight. No excuses."

"Well I'm going with Melissa tonight so you'll have to get over it." I said.

"What was that Jess?" He asked, sticking his head father inside my window, before his face was inches from mine. I could still smell the smoke.

"N-Nothing." I replied, a but intimidated.

"That's what I thought." He said, before walking away and disappearing from sight.


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