The Aussie

Chapter 5

(A/N: sorry for all the boring school chapters, this is just to set up the story, I promise it will get good soon. xx)

Ashlyn's Pov:

Chris and I walked into Chemistry together and sat at a lab table near the back. Class started and the teacher handed out the guidelines and a mini- quiz to see what we already knew. I turned to Chris and we started working on the quiz together. "So, hows you first day been so far?" Chris asked, finishing the last few questions. Well, other than meeting 1/2 of the criminal gang and passing out after meeting one of them, it's been pretty great. "It's been good." I smiled. "Has anyone told you about the people that go here?" "Um, I know a little about the gang or whatever." I said, uneasily. "Yeah, do you know who they are? So you can watch out for them?" "I know their names but I only know what 2 of them look like." I really didn't like talking about them, but I was also curious. "Who have you seen?" "Niall and Liam." "You're lucky, those are the two that are nicer than the others, Louis and Harry, they are sitting right next to us." I subtly looked over his shoulder to see two guys with lots of tattoos and one of them was the one that I had a chat with in homeroom. Which is kind of embarrassing because I thought he was hot and now I know he's a criminal. Well all of them are criminals, and they are definitely not ugly, but I can't get into that mess.

Louis' Pov:

I could hear Chris talking shit about us to Ashlyn. I was getting really irritated and I could tell Harry could hear them too, because he accidentally snapped his pencil in half. Niall told us what happened with him and Ashlyn earlier and it really made all of us mad, because she was scared of us for no reason, well she's been told we were criminals, but we aren't. I don't know what it was about her, but I felt a connection between us and I haven't even talked to her yet. She was so pretty and I really wanted to get to know her, which would never happen because she thinks I'm a criminal. The bell rang, breaking me from my thoughts.

Ashlyn's Pov:

Chris and I went to our next class, History. We walked in and sat down. Louis sat behind us and I could feel his eyes on me the whole class. Finally, class was over and after saying bye to Chris, I headed to my locker.

I grabbed my bag from my locker and shut the door, to see Louis walking down the hall. I started speed walking towards the front door, when I was pushed into the lockers. "Why are you running away from me?" Louis yelled. I looked around, trying to find someone, anyone, to help me, but the hall was empty. "Answer me." he growled. "Because I'm scared of you." I said, looking anywhere but his face. His grip loosened and I didn't waste any time running all the way to my car. I was unlocking the door, when someone grabbed my arm and turned me around. It was Louis. "Please let me explain, I know you've heard bad things about me and my mates, but I promise you it's not true." he looked at me, pleadingly. I didn't say anything, so he started talking. "So I'm assuming you think I've killed someone or have gone to jail or something, but I haven't done either of those things." he said. "How do I know you're not lying?" I said, not believing him. "Would I have chased you down to lie to you?" "I guess not." "The only bad thing I do is sell drugs, and if it was up to me, then I wouldn't but you can never really get out of the drug dealing business." he said, staring at me. "That's all you do? Then why is everybody making such a big story out of nothing?" I asked, astonished. "Because high school is full of fake bitches who love to start rumors." he said, smiling. I laughed. "You're actually a pretty chill guy, I lot better than Caroline and Chris, they are very uptight." I said, sighing. "Well thanks for listening to me, but you better stay away from me and my mates in school, you don't want to hang out with us, people will bully you and you're too good for that. So as bad as this may sound, you need to stay with your fake friends, but you're welcome to hang out with us outside of school and if you ever need weed, you know where to go." he said, smirking. "Alright, thanks Lou. See you tomorrow." I said, waving as I got in my car.

Okay, so the hot guys are drug dealers, not criminals, so it's ok to like them...but how do I pick just one?