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Teenage Dirtbag

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

I decided not to call Sarah, since she's doing our plan with Niall.

Which is to get him to be Hazel's enemy.

I squeeze my eye shut, ruffling my hair roughly, trying to get her image out of my mind.

Fuck you, Hazel.

What are you doing to me?..

I sighed, throwing my shirt over my head, and flopping on the bed.

A nap would take it all out.

I hope..

Hazel's POV

Once the door was slammed, I ran up to my room, flopped on the bed, and started crying hysterically.

"Why me! Why!" I shouted as let out a scream, burring my face in the soaked pillow.

I cried and cried, sobbed loudly, and cursed at myself.

until I fell asleep, still crying.

And getting dreams about him, the one that I can't get out of my head.

Harry..

***

I woke up the next morning,

Great, school.

I let out a sigh, going to the bathroom.

I took a warm shower, to get my head out of him..

Him..

The guy who ruined my life..

The guy who bullies me..

The guy with the tattoos..

The guy who I cry all my nights because of him..

and most of all..

"The guy who I fell helplessly in love with." I mumbled, trying to hold back a new sit of tears.

I stepped out from the shower, wrapping a mint towel around body.

I got out from the bathroom, changing in a cozy purple sweater with some jeans.

I applied some mascara and lip gloss, trying to hide the red spot on my left cheek,

from when Harry hit me..

The second I was opening the room door, my phone rang.

I groaned, answering without looking at the caller ID.

"Hey haze! Missed me?" Niall..

I giggled slightly.

"Maybe.." I smiled.

"You didn't miss me, did ya?" He chuckled.

"Of course I did, I'm coming to school today."

"Yupee." He cheered.

"Pee." I laughed slightly, making him do so.

"See ya at school, bye love." He hung up.

I like it when he calls me love.

I walked out of the room, a smile plastered on my face.

***

"Nialler!" I smiled as he squeezed me in a bone breaking hug.

"Ni, I can't breaaaath." I giggled as he apologized.

"Nah it's fine, what do you have for the first period?" I asked as we begun walking.

"Oh math.." He groaned.

"C'mon it's not that bad!" He chuckled.

"Oh you don't know anything! I mean, just the voice of Mr. Lloyd shouting gonna make me deaf!" I laughed.

"See ya at lunch!" I waved for him, as he returned the gesture, getting in his class.

And sending me a wink,

Making me blush slightly..

Ohh his charms..

Suddenly, I was pinned against a locker.

"Don't you ever hang out with that bastard again, understood?" A deep voice spoke,

I'm in trouble.

"You're not my boyfriend!" I spat, taking him by surprise, I was surprised, too.

He trapped his bottom lip between his teeth..

If he only knew that this was so hot.

He let go of my pinned wrists, without another word, or any glare,

He gave me that look, it killed me, it was.. Pain. I don't know how to describe it.

And left.

Weird.

I sighed, feeling a lump forming in my throat.

Notes

Here u go! Chaptah 8! Sorry guys I didn't update yesterday :( I had some friends coming over to study -.-

anyways! Thanks for all of the subscribers' MWAH MWAH MWAH!

LUV YA

xxx Ashley

Comments

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