Harley started on her way back home, and as soon as she got to her lawn, she stomped on her cigarette.
"Hey hot stuff." A voice that belonged to Patrick Hockstetter said as we walked behind Harley.
"Hey Patrick." Harley replied.
Harley shoved both of her hands into her leather jacket pocket.
"Want a cigarette?" Harley asked while sneaking a cigarette to Patrick.
Patrick nodded, so Harley handed him a lighter.
Patrick lit up the cigarette and handed Harley back the lighter after he took a puff of it.
Harley snuck the lighter back into her leather jacket pocket.
"Thanks for the smoke hot stuff." Patrick said and winked at her.
"Hey anytime." Harley winked back and walked to her house.
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Harley was greeted by her mother giving her a dirty look.
Harley rolled her eyes and started up the stairs, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Harley jogged back down the stairs, and was greeted by the face of Greta Bowie.
"Hey Greta!" Harley smirked and her mother rolled her eyes.
"Wanna get a smoothie?" Greta asked and Harley quickly nodded and headed out the door with Greta.
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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.
