"Hey chick with the cigarette!" A tall boy with a mullet shouted at Harley.
"What do you want?" Harley snapped.
"Have you seen a fat boy who's bleeding?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Answer the question."
"No I haven't."
"Okay."
"I'm Harley by the way."
"Yeah. I know who you are."
"I know who you are too." Harley lit another cigarette.
"You got any more of them smokes?" Henry asked.
"Yeah. Here." Harley said, handing Henry the pack and a lighter.
"Wanna come over and shoot stuff at my house later?" Henry asked.
"Sure I guess." Harley said, taking a long drag off of her cigarette.
"I got some spray paint." Harley smirked.
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Rebel || Henry Bowers (completed)
FanfictionWhen Henry Bowers catches eyes for Harley Davidson, who later becomes his girlfriend, his gang becomes more powerful with the towns rebel.
