Harry's pov*
I was running through Oxford road when I bump into this lady. She falls, I help her up.
"I'm sorry, miss" she looks in my eyes. She was gorgeous. She had long blonde hair, she had bright blue eyes, bright red lips, she was just perfect.
"It's fine. I'm sorry for getting in your way." She stood up and I helped her. "I'm Danielle by the way." She stuck her hand out for me to shake so I did.
"I'm Harry" I give her a little wink as I replied and she blushes. A male walks up behind her and puts his arm around her waist. He was blonde, short and had a fave like a slapped arse.
"Who's this babe?" it's her boyfriend. Of course...
"I'm Harry and you are?" I stick my hand out.
"I'm Niall. I'm Danielle's boyfriend, so we'll see you later." They walk past me, Danielle with her head down. I slip my phone number in her pocket and hope she texts me. Then I realise the police are running round the corner, so I sprint down an alley way.
I'm Harry Styles. I'm 19 and I've been caught drug dealing. I was doing it for my dad's friend. I'm from London and I'm here in this shit hole. My dads a dick and my mum thinks the world of him. I live with my mum, my dad and my sister, Gemma.
I'm sprinting down the alley when they come at the side, Where I was running to. So I turn around and I'm surrounded by police. I'm not going to get out of it this time, as I've had so many warnings. But oh well, maybe prison will do me good.
The police walk up to me, push me up against the wall and arrest me. They walk me out of the alley and put me in their van. 10 minutes later and we reach the police station. They sit me in the questioning room and I know they're recording me so, I just sit, in silence, waiting, like a good little boy. Fucking hell.
"Harry Styles." great. Paul Ray. The officer that I terrorised in high school about his smell condition, he stunk and had bad breath and ate anything out in front of him. "How many times do we have to do this, huh? You do nothing but run"
"I have a family to feed actually, bastard." I reply sternly.
"Well, we have a proposition for you." he takes a seat facing me leaning back in his chair.
"What will that be?" I lean into the table and place my hands on it.
"We want you to go to college."
"Why? what's in it for you?"
"Well, we're trying to catch a criminal. Shall I say the FBI. We know that your quite sneaky and clever."
"Why should I?"
"If you go to college for 3 months and you find the suspect. We'll Help your family whilst your gone and you'll just go on tag for a month. But if you don't, you will be put away for drug dealing." This is actually quite a good idea. Me going undercover. It sounds fun. And I guess I could have sex with every girl on campus. Haha.
"I'll do it."
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End of chapter 1
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FanfictionI was running through Oxford road when I bump into this lady. She falls, I help her up. "I'm sorry, miss" she looks in my eyes. She was gorgeous. She had blonde long hair, she had bright blue eyes, bright red lips, she was just perfect. "It's fine...