Harry's POV
I pick at my nails.
A growing habit I picked up from watching Jessica these past days.
Jessica.
It's not like I don't like her. But it's not like I do. I'm definitely not ready for a girl like her. I thought she was starting like me. Or even put up with me at that. Up until whatever changed her mind earlier. I bet Brooke or Edward said something to her or Bailey or maybe Liam. Whoever changed her mind is screwing up my chances. And it's fucking pissing me off.
The door slams against the wall as Blake and Kim walk in, eating each others face's. I groan then throw a book at Blake and yell "No get out I don't want to deal with this shit again." Kim sends me a disgusted look when Blake looks at me and says "Then go somewhere else because no one likes a mood killer." He sends his hands down Kim's ass and that's my limit for the night. I grab my jacket and head down the hall and outside. I light a cigarette and lean against the brick wall.
This is fucking fantastic!
I don't know why the fuck Jessica is being all prissy and won't go on a date with me. And now I can't even stay in my own room without it smelling like fucking sex and sweat.
Damn it.
My narcissistic brother walks down the sidewalk and straight up to me.
"Leave me the hell alone right now."
"Oh. Okay I guess you don't want to know what Jessica so kindly said about us."
Jessica. I knew Edward had something to do with her actions.
"What did she say Edward?" I flick the cigarette into the grass.
"But who the hell cares! Ya Know? It's not like a single word that came out of her mouth fucking mattered." He yells.
I look at him as his breathing heightens and he starts to look around for something. He has to be high. His eyes are a burning red and besides that I can smell it all over him.
"Edward what did she say?" I raise my voice and grab his shoulders. He pushes my hands away then says "Nothing. She's just a bitch that needs to be taught a lesson."
He better watch himself.
"To fuck if I care! Fuck I hate girls like this! They think they can just act like they can do whatever the fuck they want! I swear to God if I ever get under that bitches skin I'd fuck her up!"
Before Edward can take another breath and I can realize it, I slam his body to the ground and pin his arms down.
"Don't you fucking touch her!" I scream in his face.
He wiggles and kicks but doesn't get from my grip.
"Fuck! Okay!" He finally yells and I loosen my hands around his arms. He pushes me off of him then stands up and says "What the hell is wrong with you?" He walks off leaving me still fuming from his threat on Jessica.
If he even thinks about doing anything to Jessica I'll have his throat. Brother or not.
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I'm pretty sure this is way to short so I'll update again later tonight in Harry's POV.. There's like 16 or 17 cuss words in here and I can say I've never felt so badass. lol okay

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FanfictionBeing mixed up in the wrong crowd is not Jessica's thing. But being dragged into other people's problems is even worse in her eyes. So what happens when she becomes just a tool in Harry's game to mess with his brother?