The Boy Is Trouble

2.

- Harley Thompson -
The day went pretty fast. I met up with Lori and Jake after school.

"Is it true, Harley?" Lori asked with wide eyes.

"Is what true?" Jake asked.

"Harley and Aidan being partnered up for their music assignment." She explained.

"Sadly, yes." I said sighing.

"You lucky bitch." Lori exclaimed.

"Not really, he's a jerk face." I said.

"Whose a jerk face?" A voice asked. I turned to see Aidan walking towards me with his friends in tow.

"Uh we'll catch up with you later, bye Harls!" Lori says and walking off dragging Jake behind her. I turn my attention to Aidan.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"You're my partner aren't you? I thought we should start working on the project today." He says. I give him a blank look. "Thought I was going to blow you off, right?" He asks. I nod. "Yeah well I have a passion for music so I don't mind this. Any other subject I would've probably blown you off." He smirks. I glare at him.

"Jeez Aiden, why are you always such a jerk?" A girl says from behind Aiden, probably his girlfriend.

"Shut up." He says. 

"Your girlfriend is right." I say. They both look at me and burst out laughing.

"G-Girlfriend?" Aiden laughs.

"I'm his sister." The girl giggles. I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I know, I know. I'm an angel compared to this douche." She smiled.

"Sorry about that." I said giving a sheepish smile.

"No worries. I'm Hannah, I'm a year younger than you and Aiden." She smiles and extends her hand out for me to shake. I shake her hand.

"I'm -" She cuts me off.

"Harley Thompson, I know. I've heard of you. I heard you have an incredible voice, like you have a huge vocal range." She exclaims. "Like Mariah Carey to Christina Aguilera!"

"I w-wouldn't say that-" She cuts me off again.

"Oh quit being so modest!" She laughs.

"Alright, Hannah that's enough." Aiden rolls his eyes.

"I- We have a project to work on. See ya later, little sis." Aiden says wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I shrug it off and glare at him.

"Whatever. Bye Harley!" She walks off.

"Bye." I wave.

"My motorcycle is over here." He says.

"Oh hell no." I say looking at the death trap in horror.

"What?" He asks rolling his eyes.

"Alright, you might be willing to die riding that thing but I'm not." I exclaim.

"Fine. You can walk but it's a 30 minute walk from here." He says. I groan.

"You promise I won't die?" I ask.

"No promises but it's more certain you'll die just walking. I don't need to know you to know you're lazy as hell." He laughs.

"So is every other teenager in America." I roll my eyes. I climb onto the back of his motorcycle and he hands me a helmet.

"If you don't want to fall off and die you need to hang on to me. Make sure you lean when I turn." He explains. Hesitantly, I wrap my arms around his torso. I rip my hands away as a tingly feeling makes it way through my arms. I put my arms back around him and he hesitantly starts the motorcycle.

"This is it." He says. I unwrap my arms from his torso and climb off the vehicle. I follow up the concrete pathway to the front door which he unlocks. "Mom! I'm home!" He yells out. A woman in her mid 30's comes into view. She had blue eyes and dark brown hair. She was very beautiful, probably explains Aiden's good looks. What the hell? Good looks? 

"Hey Aiden!" She smiles. "Who is this beautiful young lady?" She asks smiling at me. I smile politely back at her.

"Hi Mrs. Stevens, I'm Harley." I wave at her.

"Oh please, call me Shayde." She smiles.

"She's my friend, we are partnered for a project." Aiden explains.

"Normally, I wouldn't fall for your, 'partnered for a project' but Harley looks like a responsible, smart young lady, she probably won't fall for your tricks. What class is this for?" She asks.

"Music." He says. 

"Ooo do you sing Harley?" Shayde asks.

"I do. I got it from my dad." I smile.

"How nice." She smiles. "Well you to kids better get cracking, I'll bring up some snacks in a minute." She says and walks to where I assume is the kitchen. Aiden nods his head, telling me to follow him upstairs. Once upstairs, he opens his bedroom door and shuts it after me.

"Sit anywhere you'd like." He says. I take a seat on his bed and he sits next to me. "Alright, neither of us are that familiar with each other so how about a singing ice breaker?" He says. 

"You sound like a teacher." I smirk. He rolls his eyes. 

"Do you know the song Sweater Weather?" He asks. I nod, that was one of my favorite songs. "Alright, I'll start it off."

"Cause it's too cold, for you here. And now-" He points at me.

"-so let me hold, both your hands in the holes of my sweater." I sing. He pauses and looks at me.

"What the fuck?" He says surprised.

"What did I see it wrong?" I ask.

"No, you sand it perfectly. That was seriously amazing." He says astonished. I blush and mumble a thank you. We continue on with the song, holding eye contact the entire time. We finish the song. 

"Alright, now for the hard part. What song will we use for our project?" He asks. For the next 30 minutes we argue about which song. 

"How about I'm gonna love you like I'm gonna lose you?" I ask him, hoping his stubbornness has worn out. He looks at me. His head resting on his fist.

"Sure." I look up happily.

"Finally!" I yell jumping up, being my klutzy self, I trip over my shoes on the floor which I took off earlier. I wait to hit the ground but I don't. I open my eyes and see Aiden holding me. 

"Um..." We look to the door and see Shayde standing the with raised eyebrows. I immediately stand up on my own and move away from Aiden.

"I tripped! He only caught me it was nothing else." I explain.

"Okayyyy." She smirks and walks away. I look back at Aiden.

"I should get home. I'll see you tomorrow." I say. "Bye Aiden."

"Bye Harley." He says and I jog down the stairs and out of their house.
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I need to work on my other book smh -_- Y'all should check it out tho Mr. I don't smile.

I'm crying I cuss and act like a little hood rat smh.