Thunder ~
Jessica's Pov
Ugh. First day of school. First day in a new house. First day of a new. School to be exact actually.
I hop out of bed and check the time on my phone.
5:30
Perfect.
I walk to the bathroom. Turning on the shower water and get undressed. I reach to see if the water is ready which it is and i get in the shower. I get in and shower. Shaving the stubs on my legs that have grown over the day.
I finish. Turning off the water and getting out. I walk into my room. The steam coming into my room when i open the door.
What to wear
I pick sweat pants and a jacket.
No Jessica. First day. Fashion statement.
Oh right.
Point one Jessica
I pick a white dress. Tight on my top and flows down from my waist to my knees. I plug my straighter in and walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth. Wash my face. I finish and walk back into my room. I check if my straighter is hot. It was. I burned my finger.
Ouch
I start to straiten my hair and curl the bottoms. I apply a beanie that was grey and bobby pin it down. I walk over to my counter that had a mirror. I apply a little bit of makeup. And mascara. And a dab of lipgloss.
7:15
I head down the stairs and into my kitchen. I make myself some cereal. And eat in my silence. My parents are never home. There always out on business trips. We moved here for them to be closer i guess. There still never gonna be home.
And out of all the places in the world. We moved to.
Montana.
Like. Why not California? No.
Montana.
7:30.
I put my bowl in my sink and grab my bag. It was more like a purse i guess you could say. It was black. And it would go on my shoulder and hang down to my thigh.
I walked out of my house. Locking it behind me. I walked out and got into my white cadillac.
Senior year Jessica. Dont mess it up.
I pulled out of my drive way and drived all the way down the main street. It wasn't hard to find since after maybe a few 10 blocks with a big sigh that said
"Melbowned High School"
What kind of name is that?
I parked my car in a vacant spot and walked out. Locking my car behind me.
I walked into the school. Into a big field. You can instantly see the groups in different people.
Cheerleaders.
Nerds.
Jocks.
Sluts...
Normals that all blended in
And.
Before i could name the last group in my head to myself i see a boy in that group.
Green eyes. A mop of curls.
He was. Beautiful. Despite the tattoos and eye brow piercing and lip snake bite.
Bad boys.
There was 5 of them.
All had tattoos and piercings and they were all smoking. All of them were having a conversation between one another but the green eyed one kept his eyes on me.
He dropped his cigarette and stepped on it. He dismissed himself from the other boys and came walking over to me. In a reaction i started to pick up my paise. He started to jog and then stopped right next to me.
"Hey babe." He said. His raspy voice and deep English accent fit him well.
"Hi.." I said softly walking into the building.
"Whats your name love?" He asked walking i front of me.
I rolled my eyes in his cockiness.
"Jessica." I said looking into his eyes.
"Are you new here?" He asked starting to walk backwards and i saw the main office.
"Yes." I said. And walked into the office.
They gave me my periods and a map to the school.
I walked out hoping the boy had left but sure enough he didnt.
"So. Where are you from babe?" He asked.
"First. Stop calling me babe. Its weird."
"Touché" he said in interrupting me in mid sentence.
"Second." I said continuing my statement. "Oakland. Whats your name?" I ask stopping at the locker that is now mind. I begin to open it.
"Harry." He says. Leaning agents the locker.
"Suits you." I say putting my stuff in my locker and just grabbing a note book and pencil and shoving it in my bag.
"Well. See you around i guess." I walk away quickly wanting to get away from the boy. I the bell rang.
"Shit" i curse under my breath. I start looking for room 208. English.
I walk into the room and eyes dart at me.
You can just feel the awkward.
I hand the teacher my slip that my teachers must sign. He hands it back to me and i sit down by myself. I grab my stuff out of my bag and i see the boy sit next to me.
"Hey beautiful." He says as i just gag.
I set my stuff down on the table and open my notebook to doodles of my boyfriends name Carter all over it.
I rip the page out and crumple it up. Throwing it in the trash.
"So i assume your single?" He asks chuckling at my actions toward the paper.
"No. Im not. Just relationship problems." I say silently.
His hand lays on my thigh and i smack it off.
"You prev." I whisper.
He just winks softly.
"Cocky much?" I say sitting at the edge of my chair now.
******
Schools over. I made no friends. Lunch was a total awkward situation because i had to sit alone and i had Harrys eyes on me at all times.
He had almost every class with me. And lucky me he sat next to me in those classes.
I walk out of my last class and walked down the log hallway to my locker. Placing stuff inside.
"Jessica!" I hear a male voice say as i already know who it is and i grown to myself. He didnt do anything to me. But. He is just so full of himself.
"What?" I say shutting my locker.
"Do you wanna go to dinner sometime? Just to get to know each other better."
I hum.
Jessica you need friends. Just do it.
"I guess so." I say shrugging my shoulders.
"Yes. So. Let me give you my number." He says getting a pen and a little piece of paper. He writes it down and gives it to me.
"Tonight. 8. " he says. "See you tonight babe." I says.
"I told you to stop calling me that!" I yell down the hall and i hear his chuckle.
All of a sudden my body is slammed agents the lockers. I wince in pain.
"Hey there hot stuff." He says planting a kiss on me. I dont know who it is until i open my eyes to see Carter.
The fuck is he doing here?
I push him off of me.
"Get off of me!" I yell and he backs up a bit. I see Harry at the end of the hall watching us. His fists clenched.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask and yell at the same time.
"I felt bad for what i did Jessica for-" i cut him off
"Were done Carter. I met someone." I say. Walking in Harrys direction.
I mouth 'play along' and he sees me and winks.
I look at Carter.
"Him? Wow Jess. You slumped. Low." He says. "C'mon Jess. Please. Ill make it up to you." He says putting his hand out.
I look away and grab Harry by the neck and kiss him.
Why are you getting fireworks Jessica?
Crap crap no.
I pull away from the kiss and look into his eyes. He smirks. And i look back at Carter. Furious.
"Fuck you Jess." He sad storming out.
"Thanks for. Um. That." I say looking down.
"Did you feel what i felt or. Am i crazy?"
He asked and i smirked and looked at him.
"Maybe." I said. Walking away.
What are you gonna do?
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I hope that was good. Kinda.
I hope.
I tried
Tell me how i did!
~ Michelle 💕
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