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everyone you should love me ok. i'm writing this at school in my free period (and i'm on a computer omfg what if someone sees)

JESSY

"You bitch." I yell one last time before two teachers pull me off her. She is lying on the floor, she looks almost dead. The only thing that contradicts with my statement is the irregular moving of her chest. 

I'm pulled into an office and pushed into a leather seat. I cross my arms, indicating that I'm not okay with the way I'm treated. 

"So," The man across from me starts, folding his hands on the desk like he always does. "Hi Rick." I greet him. "Jessy, this isn't acceptable, you know that right?" I nod, but he already knows that I'm about to protest. 

"It was her own fault." I shrug. "Can you tell me more? Like what she did that made you attack her like that." He sighs. Things always go like this, he sighs, then he takes off his glasses, cleans them with his dress shirt and he sighs again, giving me the option to apologize or my parents will be called. 

"Jessy, I'm afraid I can't do anything for you, I've let you go free way too often, this is a crime, if the teachers didn't pull you away, you could've get her permanently injured, you wouldn't want to live like that knowing what you did right?" He cleans his glasses with his white button up like I predicted.

"She deserved it, I swear." I whine. "Then what did she do? For fucks sake Jessy, just tell me."

I sigh, preparing for a long story to tell. "She did a lot actually. She stole from me and my friends, she deceived people and she threatened to kill me if I would tell anything to anyone. Of course I'm not taking any more bullshit from her. See? She got what she deserved."

Rick's mouth slightly parts as I clench my jaw in anger. "Crazy Casey got what she deserved, I'm just the one who stood up and did it." 

"Jessy, you can't just call someone crazy." Rick rubs his temple, he always does this when he doesn't know what to do with me. 

"I'll have to notify the police, I'm sorry Jessy but this is not acceptable in this society. We'll see what the police have to say." I so didn’t expect these words coming from his mouth, my eyes almost pop out of their sockets in surprise. "B-but you always let me go." I pout, trying to change his mind. 

"Maybe I can do something to change your mind..." I propose, my bum already planted on his desk, using his tie to pull myself closer to him. "J-Jessy, no." 

I get of his desk and straddle his lap, locking my arms around his neck. When my lips are almost on his (his creepy mustache is even tickling my nose) he pushes me away from him, earning another pout from me. "Jessy, the cops have already been informed, I can't do any more for you and I don't want to take advantage of you like this."

"Fine." I turn around and walk out of his office, bumping into Louis on my way out. "Just the girl I was looking for!" He smiles excitedly. "I told you so Jessy. Oh this feels so good to say." 

"You only warned me for the drugs, not other shit, so technically you're not right." I say conceitedly, lifting my middle finger up in the air. "And how the hell did you find out my name?" I ask, but regretting saying it almost immediately, of course he knows your name you dumbass. It was in the report. 

"It was in the report, duhh." He says, grabbing his handcuffs and gesturing for me to put my hands behind my back which I do but not without whining. "Don't you think this is kinda kinky?" I say wiggling my eyebrows at him. "Wouldn't have expected you to be like this. " I wink and press my behind to his crotch. He gasps at my sudden action and pushes me angrily in the car. 

•••

Once I had to tell at least six people what exactly happened, they decided to give me the benefit of the doubt and let me go. 

During my two minutes of cheering I bump into someone, already preparing insults to throw at them and locking my jaw in anger. Way to ruin my good mood. 

"Hey Mystery Girl." Harry smirks, earning a slap from me on his chest. "Ugh, you're annoying." I whine. "If you hate being called Mystery Girl, you maybe should give me something else to call you." Harry says playfully. "I told you, just call me babe or something." 

 "That's not much fun is it?" Harry chuckles. "Harry, I swear to god if you call me Mystery Girl one more time, I'll rape you."

Harry grabs my arm tightly and pulls me with him through the hallway. When we are in front of a wooden door, he takes keys from his key chain and unlocks the door, locking it once we're inside.

I can't even say a word, I'm immediately pressed against the wall. "Was that a threat babe?" I nod, my lips curling upwards. "Well then sweetheart, maybe we should let other things come from your mouth, moans for instance?" 

"Put your hands behind your back." His hoarse voice whispers in my ear. His hard front is pressed against my back which makes me moan in pleasure. "Good girl." He smirks, leaving a trail of kisses from my ear to my jaw.

"Harry, please stop teasing, you know I'm ready for you." With those words he spins me so that I'm now facing him. I immediately attack his lips, locking my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

Without a warning his hands enter my panties, rubbing me in a heavenly way. A few moans leave my mouth and he kisses me to shut me up. "Shhh baby, they can't hear you, you're going to get us caught." I let out a few shaky breaths. "But you make me feel so good."

I move my hands to his torso, digging my nails in it. My head is leaning against the wall, my eyes closed in pleasure. "I know baby, I know." And with these words my legs start to shake, a building pressure is felt in the pit of my stomach, my orgasm making me almost collapse. Harry's strong arms wrap around me, bringing his hands to my mouth. "You should taste yourself, you taste so damn good baby." I obediently suck his fingers, looking at him through my lashes that are coated in mascara. "Damn baby, you have no idea what you do to me."

chapter 5 yayy! do you want me to write a chapter about what happened with casey or do you just want me to continue with *insert ship name*?

also, do you think adding this part from the ‘prologue’ on here was a good choice? or not?

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