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Hey this is my Harry Styles Fan Fic. I also have a Zayn Malik fan Fic. But it isn't all that good. I will try my best on this one. Comment what you think (Good or Bad). Please don't be a silent reader!
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Jennie P/O/V
As I lock my 2012 white Camry and walk through the nearly full parking lot I feel like hundreds of eyes are staring at me. Ugh, just because I'm new doesn't mean people should stare. Well just for a little background information on me. My name is Jennie Evans, I'm about 5' 5". My hair is dirty blonde with natural beach waves. I moved from California to Holmes Chapel, so I have a golden tan. And that's basically it. I'm soooo interesting. As I was saying. I rushed up the stairs to get to my locker without attracting much attention.
I'm rummaging through my locker looking for my Chemistry text book. I slam the door after finally finding it.
" Hey babe" I hear whispered huskily into my ear.
" First of all I'm NOT your babe. Second of all I don't know you." I said to the Curly-haired mystery boy.
As I start to walk away he grabs my elbow and says quietly into my ear
"I always get what I want, and Babe, I want you."
I scoffed and yanked my elbow out of his tight grip. Heading to my first class I bumped into something hard.
"oh my god! I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking!" I rambled
"Love, it's fine. And by the way my names Jake." he said sweetly
"Umm thanks...Jake. Again I'm super sorry."
"Haha. What's your first class....."
"Ummm Jennie. And first I have Chemistry."
"Ok. I'll show you the way"
"Thanks"
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*in class*
I get to my first class about 2 minutes early so I pick a desk and sit. After a while a group of student come in. I saw a pair of piercing green eyes burning a hole into my blue ones.
Uh-oh
I now recognize the mop of curls on his head. He catches me staring and smirks. Of course he just has to come over to me. Shit.
"Hey babe"
"I'm not your babe. Now leave me alone."
"Nah, I'd rather not-"
"Styles! Stop flirting with the new-girl and sit down!" I mentally praised Mr. McWarren for interrupting that boy.
I soon discovered that the boys name was Harry Styles. He was the school bad-boy. OBVIOUSLY not my type.
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Hey giesssssssss!!! I'm sorry this chapter was kinda bad( in my opinion.)
Sorry fir the unexpected swear word. Now you know that in this fanfic there will be some swearing and possible "steamy situations". ;)
I would like at least 5ish reads. And I would like a couple comments. But I Wuv you!
Byyyyyyyeeeeee my Lovlies!!!!
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