Dangerous Love

Chapter Eight - Protective Boyfriend

*Ashley'sPOV*

As I walked towards my house from school, I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I didn't understand, so I just ignored the feeling.

Ever since Bennett, which is what Harry called the guy, grabbed me at lunch, I've been getting the feeling like someone was watching me. It was weird and stupid, but the feeling just won't go away.

"Babe, you know I'm behind you." chuckled an unfamiliar voice behind me.

I turned and saw a tan looking muscular guy with black hair and brown eyes staring back at me. He was wearing a black muscle shirt and blue jean shorts.

"Do I know you?" I asked puzzled.

"No you don't know me, but I know you." He smirked.

"H-How?" I stuttered feeling uneasy and scared.

"I've done my research and word on the street says that you're dating Harry Styles, leader of Kings, right?" He smirked.

I widened my eyes in shock. We're not exactly dating, but no one knows that we're getting closer to each other and actually have feelings for each other. Yeah, Harry walked me to my classes but I don't think the people at school believed it. I don't recognize this guy, so he doesn't go to my school. How would someone, who doesn't go to my school, know me and or Harry?

"H-How do you know Harry?" I asked feeling a little brave.

The guy cocked a brow and chuckled in amusement, I don't get what's so funny about this I'm freaking out inside.

"You know Styles is in a gang right?" He asked.

"Yeah?" I said quietly.

Why is this guy asking me this? I'm beginning to worry about this.

"Well he's my enemy." He smirked.

That's it? That's why he's here? Harry is his enemy and that's why he's here talking to me? None of that makes any sense!

Oh! Harry's your enemy, good to know. Now go talk to him about that!

"And why does that have anything to do to me?!" I snapped.

"You're going to be my bait to get him to come to me, so I can finish him off for good." He explained.

"Why do you have to take me? Are you that scared of Harry that you can't even go up to him?" I teased.

"No, it's not like that-

"I think it's exactly like that. Why can't you just go approach him instead of me? Huh? Stop acting like a child and leave me alone!" I shouted glaring at the guy.

I swear if looks could kill, this guy would've already been dead and I could've been on my way.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, princess." He chuckled walking towards me.

He may be a member of Harry's enemy gang, but that doesn't give him any right to call me any pet names. I don't care what it is or how it's said, I don't want to get any freaking pet names from him!

"Do not call me 'princess' I'd never be anything that's yours!" I shouted standing my ground.

"Well looks like you're gonna have to get used to it." He chuckled.

"Be the man you're acting to be and go confront Harry about your little enemy stuff, not me! I could care less about you and don't need you bugging me!" I shouted, stepping back as he got closer.

"Well that's too bad, cuz you're coming with us." He smirked.

"No, I'm not!" I shouted kicking my leg up and hitting him where the sun doesn't shine.