"Bree! Time for school!" I heard my mom yell from outside my bedroom door, "Yup." I said, groggily. I pushed myself out of bed and went into the hallway, and tried to open the bathroom door, "Occupied!" I heard my older brother yell. "Well hurry up and get the fuck out of there! I'm a girl, we need more time to get ready." I said, attempting to hurry him along. "Yeah, whatever." I knew he wasn't coming out of there any time soon so I went in my parents room and stole my moms straightener so I could do my hair. Once I was finished I put on some makeup and quickly pulled on some faded ripped skinny jeans, and a simple black t-shirt. I ran down stairs, grabbed my bookbag, and went out the door. No need to stick around that hell hole. My parents were always so busy, and my brother was just a dick. I tried to stay out of their way as much as possible.
I walked to school, and realized I was later than I thought because the bell went as soon as I got in. I scrambled to math class, and the desks were grouped in two's and all the good seats were taken up, except for one in the back by- Ugh. Harry Styles. He was the most obnoxious dickhead at this school, and he seems to be proud of it. He winked at me, and patted the seat beside him. The teacher cleared his throut and I looked over to him, and he gestured to the seat by Styles. I sighed and walked to the desk, "Hello, sexy." He said with a grin on his face, you could hear one of his friends laugh and I just glared at him as I sat down. I tried not to pay attention to him, and focus on the front of the room. Every couple minutes he would lay his hand on my thigh, and start creeping up. Everytime I would have to push him away, and it took some force because he was pretty strong. He would let out a chuckle when I attempted to push his hand away, which would make me angrier. At last I got fed up, "Fuck off Styles, before I punch you." I said in an angry whisper. "Oou, fiesty. I like that." but before I could retort, the teacher yelled "Mr.Styles, and Mrs. Taylor! No talking in my classroom." My face turned a bright shade of red, "Sorry, sir." I said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. He just nodded and went back to his lecture.
At lunch I sat outside on a bench in front of the school and ate. All the boys usually went out to the front of the school by this big tree and smoke with eachother. I saw Harry, and looked away instantly, I didn't want him over here. Luckily, he didn't see me and he went back to his cigarette. After I finished, the bell rang and I went to science. When I walked in I saw that no one was in there except for the teacher, and Styles. I sure as hell wasn't sitting anywhere near that little fuck. So, I sat on the complete opposite side of the room. "Awe, babe. Don't be shy, I don't bite. Unless you want me to." He said with a huge smile on his face. I flipped him off and opened my text book. I really wish he would get out of my life. He's acted like this ever since Jr.High, and not a day goes past he doesn't say some dirty remark to me.
Class started and the teacher said we were doing a project. He started picking partners, "Lucy, you're with David." and kept going on until it was down to only me and Styles. "You two will be partners then." The teacher said with a smile, but this was no happy matter. Harry fist bumped all of his friends, over the situation. Everyone got into their groups, and Harry walked over to me, "Guess we'll be seeing a lot of eachother, won't we baby?" He said with that same old jackass smirk plastered on his face. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." "You know, I love when you play hard to get." He said sitting down and inching closer, "I'm not playing hard to get. I don't want to get with you." "Sure. Thats what they all say." Clearly, he wasn't letting this conversation go, thank god the bell rang because I was about to pull my hair out.
I went to my locker and put some of my books in until it was smashed closed, "What's up hot stuff?" Of course, it was Harry. "Fuck off." I said trying to get him off me, but he just kept backing me up until I hit my locker. He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "Just imagine the things I could do to you." My breath hitched in my throut. Okay, I have to admit he was extremely hot, but a total asshole. And when he whispered like that with his husky, low voice, it turned me on. He chuckled and pulled away, "Your house, around seven?" All I could do was nod my head in reply, and he got that devilish grin on his face. He knew he was dragging me in, and I couldn't let that happen.
It was about time for Harry to come over, my parents had gone out for dinner, and my brother was gone with one of his friends. I went and got my science text books, and got ready for this dreadful time to come. I heard a knock on the door, so I went over and took a deep breath before I opened it, sure enough, it was Harry leaned against the door framed with his arms crossed trying to look badass, "Hey, babe." he said and winked. He pushed past me, and walked in, "Nice place you got here." Clearly, it was sarcasm. "Yeah, thanks." I said, going and sitting down on the couch, he followed me and sat so there was no room inbetween us. I started to get nervous, but looked behind me, and realized I was back as far as I could go, I turned ack around and Harry's face was inches away from mine, "Admit you want me." He said with a stern tone of voice. I started to panic, "I-I..don't know what you're talking about." "We both know you've been into me ever since Jr.High, and I'll admit, you're sexy as hell, I've always wanted to get my hands on you." He started trailing his hand up my thigh, painfully know. My breath started to quicken, but then his hand came to a hault. "We better take this somewhere else." He said with a wink. I had to bring myself back to reality, "No. Nothing's going to happen." I said, with a straight face, I couldn't have sex with Harry. I've spent too much time hating him, and everyone knew I did. "Fine." He then started to walk up the stairs, "Wait! Where the hell are you going!?" I started running after him, and I saw my bedroom door was open, I walked in and the door slammed behind me, shit. I finally realized what he did and I let out a sigh, "Get out of my room, Styles." "Oh, I don't think so." He came over and grabbed my face and gave me a rough kiss, he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, but I didn't give it to him, so he trailed his hand down to my ass and gave it a squeeze, when I gasped he stuck his tounge in my mouth. He started kissing down my neck and I realized we were moving backwards. When the back of my knees hit my bed, he pushed me down. He climbed on, and straddled me. I knew this was wrong, but my mind wasn't anywhere near reality at the time.
I started taking his shirt off, and he started rubbing my boobs through my shirt, I let out a moan, and he let out a chuckle against the skin of my neck, "I guess you changed you're mind." I pulled his neck down so his lips crashed with mine, and he pulled at the hem of my shirt, we stopped long enough to take it off. I fumbled with his belt buckle, and let out a huff and gave up. He laughed and took his pants off himself. Then he started with mine, after that he came back up and tried to get my bra unclasped, but when he couldn't, he just gave it a tug, and ripped it. I gasped, when I realized what he'd done, "You just snapped my bra in half..." He gave me a devilish grin, went for my underwear, I pulled his down with my feet, and he took them the rest of the way off. Without any warning, he pushed into me, and I cried out, good thing no one was home. The pain soon subsided into pleasure, and I started moaning, "Harry..." His brows furrowed into consentration of thrusting into me, and I felt a knot grow in my lower region, "Oh g-god.." I let go, and he soon followed behind. He swore under his breath and threw his head back in ecstasy "God damn" His sweaty body plopped down beside me, and we were both out of breath, "That was..." "Amazing." He said, finishing my sentence. Maybe he wasn't so bad, maybe I had him wrong all this time.
