The Opposites

Chapter 1:

* April's P.O.V *

'Across the ocean 

across the sea,

starting to forget

the way you look at me'

I jumped out of bed as I heard my alarm ring, which I had set using one of the calmest songs I could find, Be Alright by Justin Bieber. I hated the really loud alarms. They always scare me to death.

It was Monday, usually one of the worst days ever. But something felt good about today. I didn't know why. I was actually ... happy?

I walked into my bathroom and splashed water on my face. That woke me up. I brushed my teeth, and then walked out.

I looked through my closet, trying to find something pretty to wear.  

I found a skirt I thought was decent and a really pretty shirt. I usually never wore this type of stuff, but now that I had a boyfriend, I thought, why not? 

I got done getting ready, ate breakfast, and walked to school. With my earbuds in my ears, listening to my favorite song. This by Ed Sheeran.

I arrived at school and went to sit at an empty table in the cafeteria. Where many kids were forcing themselves to eat the disgusting breakfast this school served. I didn't understand why they didn't just eat at home.

I took out the book I've been reading the past couple of days, Looking for Alaska, by John Green. The guy is amazing I must admit.

My eyes were attached to the interesting book when I felt two hands cover my eyes. I grabbed them with my hands and I immediately knew it was my boyfriend, Harry.

Harry has about 50 tattoos. Chestnut curly hair, and beautiful brown eyes. I could stare into them all day. And snake bite piercings on his lower lip.

His look was very 'punk', as he would say. But his personality was as gentle as a mother cradling her newborn child. Sweet as can be.

"Hi Harry." I said giggling. "Shit, how did you know it was me?" He asked. "Lucky guess?" I said. He removed his hands and sat next to me. He gave me a soft kiss on the lips, leaving me to beg for more. "So, can you tell me the truth now?" he said, "how did you know it was me?" "Your hands babe." I replied. He looked down at them as if examining them. "What's wrong with my hands?" He asked. "Nothing babe. I knew it was you because your hands are big and soft." I said with a smile. "Oh I see." He said with a smirk, as he began touching my leg seductively.  

"Harry. Not at school." I said looking around for any teachers that may have seen us. "Fine. You're coming over after school then." He said whispering huskily into my ear. It sent shivers down my back.

I could've pounced on him if it weren't for us being at school. "Okay Harry." I said giggling.

The bell rang, and I put my book back into my bag. And held my binder in my arm. "Um, Harry what's the first period today?" I asked. "6 babe." He said as he wandered around. With absolutely nothing in his hands. The only thing he carried around was his wad of weed in a little baggy.

"Aren't you gonna head to class?" I asked him, obviously worried. "Nah, I'm just gonna hang around with Liam." He said.

Liam was Harry's best friend. His style was 'punk' also. Although his personality was very abusive, unlike Harry. Or well, how Harry acts with me. I've been told Harry has been in tons of fights and is very violent with his twin brother, Marcel.

Liam had dark brown hair, styled into a quiff sort of style. He also had many tattoos and a piercing on his upper lip and nose.

"Oh. Okay then babe." I said trying to hide the fact that I was very angry with him. "Bye babe." He said hugging me. He was a couple of inches taller than me, so my head rested on his shoulder. He was warm, and comfortable. I could stay like this all day. He gave me a kiss on the lips and I headed to class, obviously late but I didn't mind. Harry always got me out of detention anyway.

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* RING *

I got out of my last class, Algebra, with my detention pass in my hand. I met up with Harry at the front of the detention class and he told me to wait there while he got me out of detention.

* Harry's P.O.V *

"Hey babe." I said as I hugged April and gave her a kiss on the cheek. We were standing in front of the detention room, and I had to find yet another loser to go to detention for April.

"I uh got detention again." She said with a kind of guilty smile. "I know babe, it's sort of my fault." I said with a chuckle. "You know what? It is your fault!" She said realizing it. She giggled and it made me weak to my knees. I love it when she does that.

"Okay, stay here. I'll get you out of detention." I told her.

I walked around to the other side of the classroom and looked for a pathetic person to serve the detention for April. I looked around and found my victim. I looked around yet again and then grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

He looked very frightened. Sometimes getting that look of fear in a person made my day. "You're gonna serve this detention for my girlfriend. Got it?" I said biting my lip violently. "O-okay.' He said. I finally let go and watched him walk into the classroom. I walked back to April and told her it was okay for us to head to my house now.

We got out of the school gates and walked to my house hand in hand.

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*• A/N •*

Punk Harry/ Marcel fanfic because I love the idea I have for it omfg. I promise I won't let you down on this :)

Anyway.

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- Katherine :) .xx