Kayleen Rosie Maxwell
Me and James were in the restaurant, playing 20 questions while eating our pastas.
"You got any siblings?" I ask.
"Yeah, a younger sister." He smiles at the thought.
"Wow. How old is she?"
"Ah-ah, it's my turn to ask." James points at himself jokingly, "Kidding, she's nine years old." I sip my water and nod at him.
"So, you ever had ex boyfriends?" James asks.
"Yeah. Just one."
"May I ask who?"
"It's Harry." I smile slightly as James' jaw opens, "But our relationship was... Different."
"How so?"
"That's another story." I shrug, "How about you?"
"Yup. I had two."
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After eating, we just decided to go skateboaring around town.
"Race you to the park!" I tell James, skating as fast as I can.
"I didn't have a head start!" He complains.
"Don't care!" I laugh and look back at him then front again.
Suddenly, I felt a rock go under my skateboard, which made me loose my balance. I fall on the ground, accidentally hitting someone.
My eyes find a pair of blue ones. His face is quite attractive. With a lip ring on his lip-
Wait a second...
"Kayleen, what the fuck?" Luke says. Oh god, I just called him attractive?
I push his shoulders to stand up and he lets out a light groan. He stands up on his own and eyes me.
"Sorry.." I mumble.
"Kayleen Rosie, are you apologizing?" He looks like he finds this amusing.
"Unlike you, you never apologize."
"You should've watch where you're going." He glares at me.
"Well, you should've moved your lazy ass." I roll my eyes.
"Kay, are you okay?" James says from behind me. He stands in front of Luke, blocking his way, and scans my body for injuries, his eyes glued to my leg, "Oh no!"
I look at my right leg to see a medium-sized scratch just below my knee, "Shit."
"Are you okay?" Luke asks, pushing James out of his way. For the first time, he actually looks at me with concern.
"Why do you care?" I brush off a few dirt on my leg and I hiss as I did it. Regrets.
He pauses for a moment, as if her were thinking what to say, then he looks away from me, "Whatever, I hope you trip again."
"You have issues, man." James says. Luke crosses his arms and walks away.
When Luke is out of sight, James starts to bombard me with questions. "Are you okay?! Is your leg alright? Does it hurt?"
"I'm okay." I play it cool and walk towards him, but the pain on my legs just made me weak. I stumble and James holds my waist to steady me.
"Clearly, you're not." He rests his hand on his forehead, "I should've kept a close eye on you and caught you when you fell! Niall is going to kill me!"
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The Bad Boy • AU
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