The badboys dogtags.

chap.1

I woke up to my alarm clock ringing and i smashed my hand on it hoping to shut it up. It worked. I opened my eyes and frowned. God why cant i just sleep in?! I dont want to go to school. But, im a good girl.. I sighed and stood up wiping the sleep sand from my eyes and sat down at my vanity.

I rubbed my face and turned on some music before brushed out and curling my long red hair. I stared at myself taking in all the details, I guess. My big blue grey eyes and the freckles that spotted my nose and my collar bones. I looked at the chain around my neck, the dogtags that i had memorized. "Harry Styles." Just a name.

I checked the time and put on make up. First some powder then eyeliner and finally mascara and lip gloss. Done. I stood up and went over to my closet pulling out a white tank top a maroon cardigan and some skinny jeans. I looked decent.

Clumsily i went downstairs skipping breakfast and grabbed my keyes and phone before walking out the door and heading to my car. I rushed to school blasting the radio and arrived in no time. I got there, went to my locker, spoke to no one, and got to class. No one noticed me.. I was quiet but nice.. smart but not a straight a student. I was average and no one really payed me any attention.

I heard a cough and looked up to see my math teacher Mr.Blowhem trying to get everyones attention. "Class we have a new student today and i want you to make him feel welcome." I stared at him taking in his dark curls and green eyes. He had tattoos and a lip piercing and a permanent smirk. "IM harry." His deep voice boomed. He had an english accent and i heard girls swooning. God hes just another bad ass bad boy player. I rolled my eyes and his locked on mine. I couldnt look away and he didnt try.

"You can go sit next to Allie over there," Mr.Blowhem said. Harry smirked and walked over before plopping down and turning to me. "Whats you last name Allie?" He whispered in my ear. God his voice is sexy. "Allie Silver." I whispered. He froze and his eyebrows furrowed before he smile and whispered in my ear "Well Im Harry Styles. Nice to meet you.. Again." I stiffened and then grabbed the chain around my neck. "No way. You've got to be joking"

"Not in the slightest, love." He laughed. I turned in my seat and as soon as class was over i left. Went home and tried to sort things out. He was the boy. He kissed me. I kissed him. He was back. He was a bad boy. He was trouble.