My alarm clock rang at 7 am. I got up and went to my bathroom. My hair was in braids, which I made them into the night before. I untied them and they were wavy. Just the way I liked it. I put on some makeup and went back into my bedroom. Changed into some skinny jeans, and a dressy top. I then heard a honk outside my window. It was Conner ! I smiled and then again I was yet surprised. I ran down stairs. "Why are you in such a good mood this morning?" My mom asked. "Nothing." I smiled and ran outside and got into his car. "Hi Conner !" "Hello Erin. You look so pretty today." He smiled as I did the same. He pulled out of my drive way. "So my party is tomorrow, did you ask ?" "Not yet." "Do you think your parents will let you go? I mean it's a good party." He said laughing. "I will try to convince my mom. Who's all coming anyway?" "The whole high school. Just not Harry." "Good, did you know last-" "hold that thought Erin." He flipped out his phone and called somebody. He began talking. I sighed and looked out the window. He then began to whisper, whisper softer so I couldn't hear him. I couldn't help to begin feeling suspicious. "Okay that's great, bye!" He then turned to me. "Sorry Erin, what were you about to say?" "Nothing." We then pulled into the school parking lot. "I got you Erin." He opened my car door. "Thank you!" He walked me up to my locker. "I will be back to walk you to your class." I smiled and opened my locker. "Are you going to his party?" Harry asked coming up. "Why do you care?" "Why do I fucking care? You'll be drunk, get into a car accident. You are not going." "Harry, just stop. Conner said it will be a "good" party." "I'm just looking out for you!" Harry whined. Conner then came up. "Hey fucktard." Connor said. "She's not going to your party!" Harry yelled. Making a big scene in the hallway. "Oh yes she is." He winked. "Whatever I'm walking to my class." I said. "See you later Conner."
Harry's POV:
I watched her walked away, as Dipfuck did the same. "Are you staring at her ass?" I asked concerned. "She's gonna be my bitch someday." He smiled. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him against the lockers. "DONT YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER." "You don't scare me Styles. She'll forget about you in no time." Conner winked and walked away. "bunch of fucking cunts." I yelled.
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Good Turns Bad
Romance16 year old Erin Lancer was a goodie 2 shoes in high school. Until that was when she met the big and bad Harry Styles. Who made the inner part of her turn into the real bad girl she should have been before. After awhile of dating, Harry suddenly sli...
