The Bad Boy. //Harry Styles//

Love Bites and 'Scum'

My body slumped as I walked to my locker, my first day not going how I had planned it. Lou ran up beside me, dragging a tan girl with him. Her deep brown eyes crinkled a bit as she smiled at me, her pearly whites showing. Her black hair sleek and straight, looking perfect. "I didn't get to introduce to the last member of the clique!" He exclaimed, pushing the girl forward. "This is Khaliah!  She moved here around a month ago." I smiled at her, extending my small hand. "I'm Lacey, but you can call me Lace," I introduced. She smiled once again at me, gripping my hand tightly as she gave it a good shake. "Where are you from?" She questioned, her American voice slightly catching me off guard. "Uh, Australia! You?"  I bit back as I opened my neat locker. "California," I could practically hear the small smile showing through her lips as my back was turned. "Well, they have people from just about everywhere in this school don't they." I muttered as I grabbed out my books. I shut the locker, a ton more gently than the last time, and turned around. "What do you have next?" "Chemistry," She looked around as she leaned in to tell me something quietly, "and I have it with Niall! I think he's into me, I really hope so at least." My eyebrows raised in questioning as I pieced the pieces to the puzzle together. Niall. Niall. The blonde Irish one! She likes him and she thinks he likes her too.

"Ohhh, that's the one I met earlier from Ireland! He's attractive, I really hope he's into you. You guys would be adorable together." She nodded, obviously agreeing with me. "What do you have next?" She asked a question I had moments ago asked her as she stopped at her own locker, me waiting beside her patiently like she'd done me. The hallways were starting to clear, and only a small amount of people remained. "Hmm," I dug through my pocket before finding the white sheet of paper and grabbing it out, "Algebra." I groaned inwardly. Of course, it'd be one of my most hated ones. "After that?" I looked at my last period class and hummed in appreciation. "Music! You?" She let out a small squeak of excitement as she closed her locker. "Same!" "Great! I'll see you then, Khaliah!" "Call me Loo, it's my nickname." I nodded as we parted ways. "Room 314. 314." I mumbled to myself as I looked endlessly for it.

"You've passed it, you know." My head snapped up at the voice. "Oh, thanks," I mumbled hurriedly as I turned around, aiming to dodge him. "You're already late, darling, why not just skip with me?" "Because I don't want to, Harry." I sighed, looking at all the numbers plastered on the doors. "Why not?" My anger started to boil, why can't he just alone? "Because I don't like you."  I sighed quietly in relief as '314' was plastered on the door. My hand reached for the handle, but I never reached it. My small body was slammed against the cold lockers, and if I wasn't in so much shock, it would have really hurt.

His height loomed over mine. Dark, empty green eyes piercing my own as he heaved. Up, and down. Up, and down his chest went as he dropped his head to my shoulder. His breathing was strictly ragged as he nudged my head to the side. My breathing was so, so heavy. His hot mouth and lips left needy, spongy kisses across my neck, up and down too. His mouth left more and more kisses, and that's when he hit a certain spot just below my ear. My body jolted slightly and I could feel his lips curve up into a sneaky smile. My body was limp, My feet planted desperately to the floor because I knew if I moved I would only fall. I could feel his mouth opening into a small 'O' shape before my soft, hot skin was sucked into his mouth. The feeling of the blood rushing up, the harsh sting as his teeth fell into the mix. This continued for at least a minute before he retracted, licking over the most certainly purpling mark.

"It looks beautiful," He murmured as he complimented his work. He tapped his finger over it and I whimpered, the feeling to rough and hard. "Perfect." He mumbled gracefully. "I'll pick you up at the door, darling." I waited. I waited until he was out of sight before I sprinted to the bathroom. I rushed into the nasty bathroom, tears falling freely from my blue eyes as I went to the mirror. "Fuck," I mouthed as I looked at the large mark already forming. A stall opened, once the contraption had been flushed, and a girl walked out. I immediately fanned my hair out, trying desperately to cover the forming mark. "Hi," I said as I cleaned my tear streaked face. The girl hummed as she washed her hands and I frowned. Why was she ignoring me? Her ginger hair swayed as she left and I was left shocked. I didn't know her, so what was her problem?

The bell rang, signaling that I had missed all of sixth period and I sighed in relief. I walked out of the never been cleaned bathroom and immediately, thankfully, spotted Khaliah. "Khaliah! Loo!" I hollered and she turned around, brown eyes widening at my fresh state. "What the fuck happened to you?" She questioned immediately as we fell into the crowd of people going to where they needed to go. "Harry Styles," I answered honestly to her. Even though we only met a class period ago I knew I could trust this new companion. She choked a bit on her spit and gave me a worried glance. "What?" "Yeah. Harry. Look!" I showed her the impressive love bite and she gawked. "I wish Niall would give me one of tho-" "Loo!" I interrupted, trying not to laugh. "Sorry! Sorry! What all did he say?" "Well, I have to meet him at the door after school." "Oh shit," She mumbled as we now stood outside the music classroom. "What?" "He has music this period." "You're joking." "He sits in the very back, so let's just blend in the middle." She suggested and I nodded. We walked into the honestly over-sized classroom and sit in the very middle. I sat beside a blonde boy, all of his hair a bleachy blonde. He smiled over at me and I gave one back, his hazel eyes sparkling. "You're new, right?" "Yup. It's been very... Strange so far." He laughed, and I smiled wider as his laugh almost became contagious. "Maybe I should show you around tomorrow! Maybe you'll be much more comfortable if I did," He offered, his eyebrows raising questioningly.

"Lace?" Khaliah nudged me and I hummed questioningly as I turned to her. "Look..." she pointed up, and my eyes curiously followed. My breath was taken away as he towered me even more then usual given I was sitting and he was standing, his face hard as he glared mercilessly at the boy. The boy followed my eyes and his breath, too, was taken away.

"Get up, you scum."

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