The Irresistible Jerk

Genesis was warned to stay away from Harry. She knew he was trouble but she knew there was a softer side to him, not just his bad boy reputation. He was dangerous, threatening, but he cared. Harry wasn't exactly the type she usually went for but he wouldn't stay away. She was his and there was no way of escaping. But he was just an irresistible jerk.


5. ⌘ Chapter Four ⌘

Chapter Four:

"He Isn't The Type Of Person You Bring Home To Your Parents."



Genesis' P.O.V.  

"We're here." Lou says in a monotone voice. He's probably still pissed at me for staring at Harry. Its not like I had sex with him. I just stared. I roll my eyes, not in the mood for bullshit after that stunt Harry pulled during breakfast. I get out the car, and head down to the office for my schedule.

As soon as I walked through the door eyes were on me. I heard a few remarks, but only one caught my attention. "I heard Harry claimed her." I turned to face the girl who made the rude remark. Since I couldn't tell her how I felt about her snide comment, I decided to show her. 

My fist slammed straight into her jaw, making her yelp out in pain. I instantly regretted it. I literally just punched someone over this guy I met literally 30 minutes ago. 

I slowly back out of the hallway, and to first period. I open the door, and once again all eyes were on me. 

"I heard that's the girl that punched Lydia." a boy whispered. 

What a great first impression! Great Job, Genesis! -.-

I sat down in the first empty seat I saw, ignoring the many eyes that I felt looking at me.

2 minutes later, the door swung open, and Louis and Harry stood in the doorway.

Uh oh.

"Genesis? A word please." Louis spoke through gritted teeth. I shook my head vigorously, and continued copying own notes, even though the teacher had stopped teaching. 

"Mr. Tomlinson, what is the meaning of this?" My teacher asks him.

"Well...Erm..." He stuttered. I smirked in victory.

"The principal sent us to come get Genesis." Harry spoke. 

My smirk immediately fell, and I glared daggers at Harry. 

"Okay then, Well, Genesis, you're excused. Run along." I shook my head and sat there. Me and Louis are not talking about this. If he found out I punched a girl because of Harry, Who knows what'll happen...

"Genesis, go. Now." The teacher says to me sternly. I groan and reluctantly stand up following Louis and Harry. 

We head into the hall. Louis looks at me expectantly, as if he wants me to say something.

We both know thats not happening anytime soon...

After 3 minutes of Awkward silence, he finally speaks up. "Why did you punch Lydia?" 

I shrug.

"Genesis..." Louis warns.

I shrug again.

Its not like he can get mad at me for not talking...

One of Lydia's "friends" comes walking down the hallway.

"Hey! Miranda!" Harry yells out.

The girl whom I'm assuming is "Miranda" walks over to us.

By us, I mean Harry.

"Miranda, do you happen to know why Genesis punched Lydia?"

I gave Miranda my pleading eyes, but obviously it had no effect on her because she says, "She was upset that Lydia mentioned Harry."

I glare at her, while Louis glares at me.

"Thanks baby. I'll repay you tonight." Harry says winking at Miranda.

I begin choking on the air, at the words that escaped his mouth. I roll my eyes and glare at her. "B-Bitch."

I see Louis' eyes widen in amazement and Harry's widen in amusement. Miranda however didn't seem fazed. "Yeah, I know." She sashayed down the hallway.

"Is there already something going on between you too? You literally just met this morning!" Louis exclaims angrily. I bow my head down in embarrassment and shame. 

"Relax, mate. I was only messing with her. You know I have Mackenzie." Harry says rolling his eyes. I feel my breath hitch in my throat and I cough lightly.

I give Louis a small hug and a fake smile before heading back down the hall to class.

"Gen, I'll see you later. Stay out of trouble, please. Mom won't be happy to hear about this. No more boys and no more punching people just because they mention someones name." Lou pleads with a half smirk on his face.

I simply nod. Harry mumbles something inaudibly to Louis earning a laugh from him. They walk down the hall and I walk back into my class.

How nice. 

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"So, what was that all about?" I glance over at the guy sitting in the seat next to me. I shrug, shaking my head. 

He's silent for a moment before speaking again. "It looked like something.. Louis seemed pretty pissed." I frown. 

I take out my notebook, grabbing my pen and writing down everything. it takes me about 5 minutes in total.


well, i just got here last night. Louis is my foster brother and he was nice at first, but now he seems pretty spiteful. Harry is his best friend and he was flirting with me earlier but just now he said he was only playing and for some reason I'm upset about that .. I guess he's the first boy that's ever given me sort of attention. I punched some girl named Lindsay because she basically called me Harry's slut. If you're wondering why i'm writing this down and not speaking it is because I'm mute. I've only said two words. One was thanks and the other was Bitch. I don't know. 


I shove the paper into Niall's hand. He looks at it almost instantaneously, A small smile making it's way to his face. "name?" 

"G-G-Gen-Genesis." I stutter out. My name sounds so foreign coming off my tongue. 

"I'm Niall. I see where Louis is coming from. He's been talking for months about this new sister coming along and Harry, well, he isn't the type of person you bring home to your parents. Louis only wants to protect you."

I grab the paper back writing down:


How do you know? Are you friends with them?


"Well, I guess you can say that. Me, Lou, Harry, Liam, and Zayn have been friends for 6 years now. We're all each other have." Niall says. "Harry especially. He's had a bad past and he looks at us like family. He's rough and tough, sure. But thats only to those who don't take the time to get to know him. I promise you, Lou only wants what's best for his little sister," Just then the bell rings. Niall stands up as do I, and I gather my books together. "Good luck, Gen."

Niall heads down the hallway, catching up with Louis and some other guy that I don't know.

I head to my locker, grabbing my lunch that Jo made me and head to the lunch room. On my way to the cafeteria I see Lydia. She walks up to em and I prepare for the worse.

"Wow, you punch pretty hard." She says. A light smile is on her face and she doesn't seem upset. She waits for me to say something and after I don't she says, "Look, I'm sorry about what I said earlier. I'm Lydia." She holds her hands out for me shake and I do so, sending a small smile to her.

"I-I-I'm S-So-Sor-Sorry." I stumble over my words and they come out sort of muffled but she seems to understand.

"Louis told me about how you don't really speak. It's okay. My cousin is the same way. Do you want to sit with me at lunch?" 

I nod and follow her to a table full of girls and a few boys. One of which had his arm around a girl. Harry had his arm around some cheerleader. 

"Oh .. I'm sorry, Genesis. You don't have to sit her-"

"N-No .." I sit down on the opposite side of Harry. 

"Ugh, Lyd's why did you invite this .. weirdo to our table. She literally just punched you an hour ago." the cheerleader says. Harry snickers, placing a kiss to her cheek. 

"Shut up, Mackenzie. I invited her because she's a nice girl. We both apologized and I think we'd be good friends!" 

"Good luck with that, she's a mute. She doesn't talk and she drools over every boy that gives her attention." Harry speaks up. I grimace at his words.


"No sweetie, his dick is mine. F-Form c-coherent s-sentences, bitch." Mackenzie spits out.

I feel the tears brim at my eyes as I stand to my feet. 

"Gen, plese .. " Lydia starts,

I grab my food and rush from the table and to the girls bathroom I get into a stall and sigh, letting the tears fall freely.

Well, what a great first day. 





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