Prove me wrong ( A Harry Styles fanfiction )

Four

Harry's POV

as i held soph in my arms i felt a sudden warmth it was weird but very soothing..but that sudden warmth was soon gone as she pushed me off causing me to frown slightly i took all my guts to look up at her to my surprise she was no where in sight ..i have to stop niall...

Sophia's POV

"that jerk tried to..he just i just"  i groaned as i dragged myself towards the physics room and just as i was about to open the door the bell rang ..im so pissed right now ..i dragged myself out of the school building im not in the mood to go to school today i texted ashley

S : skipping school today those troubled jerks are onto me specially that niall and harry guy -_-

A : OMG! finally some action this year >:)

S : very funny ash no waaaaayyyy never in a million years :P

A : well hun don't say i didn't told ya so :)) i guess someone is finally gonna prove Sophia Jones wrong haha 

S : whatever floats your boats babe ;) i'll see ya latuurrrr

i walked to my locker quickly grabbing my bag and my black leather jacket as i smirked ..walking out of my school like a badass this is a very interesting day . I already knew where my feet was pulling me to go to it's my everything i took a few rides till i reached the place i was talking about "Uncle Carl's Drag race" i smiled to myself as i walked in to a familiar smell of gas and oil making me feel so at home as i walked in i saw uncle car

"uncle carl!" i squealed loudly running into his arms

"hello princess how's my favorite niece" i missed his deep shaky voice

Harry's POV

i looked around till i saw that familiar black haired girl ..to be honest i don't like her or anything i just like pissing miss perfect a lot and cause shit i asked niall a favor to ask her on a date and to my surprise she is going with niall i don't know how he did it but she said yes that's what niall told me an idea popped into my mind so i told niall that im the one she's going on a date with and apparently that date ended up by me following her on going to a drag race..does she race? who owns it? i never thought that Sophia Jones little miss perfect could be such a rebel with all those leather jacket piercings and tattoos god maybe she has a tattoo i was shocked as i saw her hugged an old man is that her dad? i was about to approach her but she went inside so as a very nosy person i am i followed her listening quietly.

"so how is she uncle carl?" she asked worried. she? does she has a sister ?

"she's doing fine soph she's good to go" 

a deep voiced man answered i peeked slightly and saw it was the same man soph was hugging a while ago so he's her uncle

"Finally i've been dying to race it's been months" RACE? SOPHIA RACES? WHAT I MEAN I WOAH JUST WOAH I NEED TO SEE THIS

Sophia's POV

yes i race..yes i wear leather jackets and yes i have a tattoo but im no where in hell like those troubled gangsters in school drag racing is like a hobby i love it so much this is my peace and quiet .The sound of roaring engines getting down and dirty..i pulled the race car out of its driveway i call her Herby ya know as in herby in the lindsay lohan movie and started her up as i was examining it i saw a familiar mop of curls on the bench looking at me and i was right it's harry what does he want? i rolled my eyes at him as he smirked ..i hate that guy so much..

A/N : okaayy im trying my best here so i hope you like where this is going ..im not asking for so much just 5 likes maybe and 1 comment thats all i ask love you all xx