The Bad Boy. //Harry Styles//

The Lunch Is Even More Gross With You, Harry.

Half the day had passed painfully quick, it was as if time suddenly hated me.  It was lunch time and I had thought of ditching, but that thought was quickly dismissed as Toni had warned me I'd get caught and it would just become a wild goose chase. I like Toni, he seemed sweet. To sweet to be in the little 'gang'. I slowly walked to my locker, entering the code and stuffing everything in.

"Hey, babe." The voice had been heard before; just this morning. The voice was deep; raspy. "Hello, Harry." I muttered as I slammed my locker, "You don't seem to happy to see me." "That's because I'm not!" "You better watch how much sass you give me, Lace." He warned as he tried to grab my hand, "What the hell are you doing?" I asked as I moved my hand. "Holding your damn hand." He stated, clearly starting to get annoyed. "How about no, mate." Not gonna lie, I was a bit frightened of him. Every one was from what I've heard. But, maybe if I make him think I'm not scared of him he'll leave me alone. "Why are you so difficult?" He asked, grabbing my wrist and tugging me behind him to the cafeteria. "Because you're rude." He suddenly stopped, turning to me, "How about you cut the shit, you're scared of me." He stated cockily, smirking. I didn't say anything back, deciding to stay quiet.

Once we entered the lunchroom I instantly spotted Lou, Perrie, and Niall each giving me pity glances. We arrived at 'his' table. Harry sat down, and patted his lap, clearly expecting me to sit on his lap. Hah, no. I took the seat beside him, earning an unsatisfied grunt from him. I smiled at Toni, him sending one back. "Hey!" I greeted towards him, trying to start a conversation. "Hi." He answered shyly, giving Harry cautious glances; making sure what he answered was ok.  "How's your day gone?" I carried on, not wanting the atmosphere to fall tense. "Fine." He mumbled, and I raised and eyebrow at his short response, turning to look at Harry. No wonder he was scared. Harry gave him, and me, a warning glance, tugging me onto his lap, a place I had clearly shown I didn't want to sit. "Harry." I warned, my body squirming. "Stay the fuck still." He seethed and I winced, my body stilling on his lap.

"Good girl," He whispered into my ear, my eyes closing at the sudden rush of warmth and adreneline. "Now eat." "No." "Why not?" "The lunch will be even more gross with you, Harry." I shot, my words lacing themselves with venom, a deadly sting placing in them. His posture flustered, and I heard him quietly gasp, obviously not expecting something sassy from my suddenly foul mouth.  "That wasn't very nice, darling." "That was the point wasn't it?" "You're a fiesty one," I looked back at him, his smirk now intact as he placed his hands on my small waist, "I like that, really." "Too bad I don't care." "You're going to be a hard one to catch aren't you?" "I suppose so, Harry." "Good. I like a bit of a chase." My lips parted in surprise; I wasn't ready for an answer like that. "What are you doing later, darling?" He questioned, his large hands drawing circles through the fabric of my sweater. "Football practice." "Oh, are you playing for Brian?" I frowned in a questioning manner, "Yeah, why?" "I'm on that team too. Boxing and football are my hobbies, actually." He stated cockily, and I could swear my heart stopped beating. "Y-you're on Brians' team?" "I am, darling," He sent me a wink, "and it looks like we'll be seeing each other a lot more than we expected, ey?" "What if I quit the team?" "You wouldn't dare." He practically growled, his words laced in venom like mine had once been when I myself was feeling  a bit in control. Oh.

I gulped inwardly, my shock from his persona still peeling in my mind. this boy was a toughie.

He placed small kisses against my neck, the touch supposed to be alluring and sweet But only feeling hot and nasty. I pulled my neck away from his lips, watching as the cafeteria gave us continuous glances.

"People are staring," I mumbled as people chatted and looked. "Good, that'll help." "Help with what?" "Oh, how do I explain this... Ok, for whenever I mark you. Ya know, make you off limits." My stomach dropped, "You're disgusting."

"I know."

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