Antisocial [h.s]

[nineteen]

Long-ish story short, those cocky sons of bitches didn't know what they were getting themselves into, now I'm a happy 19 year old girl with a vanilla ice cream cone and twenty pounds.

I was rolling on my board between the two grumpy lads whilst we made our way back to the university. They have their own flat but they have this "moral" to not let a girl walk home-back to my dorm room-alone at night in a city.

"You now know not to underestima-''

I shrieked as someone grabbed a hold of the collar of my jumper, pulling me backwards of my board, the ice cream cone slipping out of my hand and onto the floor.

I was shoved against a wall and I winced. I finally caught sight of my attacker and it was some girl a few years older than me, her hair was black and she was kinda scary. "Blake Cullen?"

"P-Possibly, wh-who are-are you?" I stammered, my heart rate picking up as it continued to increase, Ashton and Niall were just watching in shock.

"I'm Karina's older sister, you gave her a fucking concussion,'' she spat and I was helplessly lost.

"Who i-is Karina?" I asked and I was slammed against the brick wall and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"The girl you fought last week you bitch. You don't even know her name and you pick a fucking fight with her? What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Oh...

"I-I didn't pick a-a fight with her, we-we did it at-at a gym, it-it was for sport-"

"Bullshit, she quit that a year ago,'' the girl sneered and clearly she was not going to believe me and it felt like I might have heart attack. "I'm surprised a pathetic little girl like you could do any damage, you're so dainty and scrawny.''

My anxiety vanished and was replaced with rage as I clenched my fists at my side. She pulled my shirt up by the collar slightly before I felt something hard come in contact with my jaw and I snapped, wrapping my leg around hers and shoving her off of me for her to fall backwards and me to grip the collar of her t-shirt. I felt some blood pool in my mouth and I spat it out to the side.

"Blake, don't do anything,'' Niall warned me but my fist was shaking violently at my side, so tempted to take a swing.

The bitch took that moment where I was briefly distracted to kick my leg out from underneath me and she threw me behind her as she fell too but I landed with half of my body on the sidewalk and the other on the road. I grunted out a curse word and got up, shoving the bitch against the brick wall and taking a swing at her

"Don't fucking attack me!"

She took her swings at me and then grabbed my shoulders, shoving me back against the wall whilst Ashton and Niall were yelling at me to stop and a crowd began gathering, they were encouraging.

"Blake!" the all too fucking familiar voice shouted at me, followed by another and soon I was picked up from behind while I squirmed in Harry's arms.

"Your sister fucking lied to you, she's been fighting. Believe it or not it's easy to lie to your sibling so don't fucking attack me when you don't know the fucking truth you bitch!" I yelled at her as she was being held back by Felix. "Accept it,'' I spat at her.

"Calm down,'' Harry told me and I tried shaking him off of me.

"Let me go!" I exclaimed and elbowed him away, quickly grabbing my surprisingly non-cracked phone and my wallet from the floor as well as my skateboard but then sirens made me freeze and I cursed under my breath as two police cars were parked in front of me.