Bad Reputation

//Chapter Eight//

2 days later

It was last period, on a Friday. I was in biology with Clarity, Brad and Rider.

I walked in and took my seat but Rider wasn't there, he'd be late again, as usual.
I plopped my books down on the desk along with my pens.

"Afternoon class, I bet you all are as eager as me. I want this period to be done and over, it's the weekend tomorrow!"the teacher boomed, writing on the whiteboard.

"Again as usual, get this copied into your books."he said, as I started scribbling down the notes.

"Harry, sit down!!"the teacher said, as I rolled my eyes at him probably telling a pupil off, as the class gasped.

"I told you never to say my name!!"a young boy yelled as I looked up and his back was towards me.
His hoody was slouching on his back and a beanie sitting loose on his head.

"Do not yell at me young man, sit down now!!"the teacher yelled again.

"Do not say my name again, or you'll pay. This time I count this as an accident, nothing less."he warned pinning the teacher by the collar up against the chalk board.

"Yes, sit down please"the teacher said clearing his throat, trying not to make himself look intimidated.
The young boy turned around as I glanced at his facial features, his defined jaw line.

It was Rider.

But who was Harry? Was this his name?
Rider certainly looked angry, his name wasn't Rider.
It was, Harry.

His eyes burned into mine, bright green orbs, blazing dark flames, as his eyes became dark and dangerous.

I hadn't noticed he was walking towards me until he spoke up.

"Is this yours?"he said holding a pencil in front of my face.

"Yeah, thanks."i said, my shaky hand grasping the pencil away from 'Harry'.

"So, you heard all of that?"he said taking a seat, speaking with a whisper, almost sounding scared.

"I don't know if it was all y-you."i stuttered, taken back that he was even speaking to me.

"You heard the part about Harry?"he gently soothed, putting his jotters down on the science desk.

"Is your name really Harry?"i said, wondering if I should have asked him that.

"Well-It's just-Yeah, it's Harry."he excused.

"Why didn't you tell anyone your real name?"i wondered, drifting off into more questions seeing the intensity of Harry's face.

"I never connect to people, I guess you could call me un-sociable."he shrugged.

"Why do you talk to me?"i questioned further, seeing him grow more impatient.

"Why do you ask so many fucking questions!"he hissed, as I felt my mouth drop open at his choice of harsh words.

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess I'll just leave you alone till you can recognise I'm probably the only one in this damned school that really wants to know about you or even cares about you!!"i spat back, picking my stuff up and leaving without saying a word to the teacher as he called me back but I left.

I left down to the office to say I wasn't feeling too well and was accepted a pass to the toilet, only.
I swung the door open and thankfully the toilets were empty as I walked over to one of the mirrors to clean my appearance up.
As I looked at myself, I noticed a water droplet falling down my cheek as I wiped it away I never even realised that I was crying.

I fixed my hair up, plaiting a section of my hair again and pinning it to the side of my head.
I straightened up my navy blue polka dot blouse and rolled up the ends of my white jeans and fixed my laces on my navy Doc Martins, and walked out.

The school was swarming now with pupils, rushing out of classes to go home for the weekend.
I was going too.

I texted Clarity and told her I was okay and she replied saying she couldn't wait to see me at Brad's party tomorrow.

Oh great, I have to go to that too.

I left the school and started walking down the street as I knew my Mom wouldn't be picking me up.

I was about five minutes down the road as I heard a roaring engine drive past and stop as I glanced around to find Harry stalking behind me climbing off his bike, stumbling to catch me.

"Belle! Please. Wait."he breathed, catching up to me, once he chained his bike for security in the street even though we were six minutes away from our houses.

"I don't want to speak to you."i spoke, walking ahead.

"Please, your the only person I need-"he said as I flipped my body to face him and he covered his mouth knowing what he just said to me.

"Excuse me?"i gasped, at his sentence.

"Belle, you heard me. Please."he begged as I just continued to stare.

"I give you one chance. That's all, prove to me you need me."I spoke breathlessly as Harry chuckled at my answer.

"Oh so you find this funny do you? I could just take away that chance you were given?"i optioned, as he vigorously shook his head.

"Fine then, but for giving you a chance I want something from you."i smirked, as he walked next to me and sat on the pavement as I sat beside him.

"What now."he groaned, glaring at me.

"I want to see you without your hat, stop hiding your hair, and face, take that horrendous jacket off and let me see your face."i slumped, tugging at his beanie.

"But-"

"No but's, get it off."i pointed at his beanie and jacket.

"If you wanted me to get naked already you could have just said?"he laughed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, which was nearly hidden away by the collar of his hoody.

"Harry."i shot.

"Fine"he groaned, slipping his jacket off so his heart shaped, plump pink soft lips where showing and his jaw looked much more defined than before.

"Beanie too."i said, as he gently tugged at the beanie making it slide off his shining brown mop of chocolate curls which loosely bounced on his forehead, as his green eyes which were now bright emerald, sparkled into mine.

"What?"he said as I realised I was still staring.

"Your just-so beautiful."i murmured.

"I'm not, don't call me beautiful."he growled like a child.

"You seriously are."i smiled.

"I just don't understand,"i mumbled.

"Understand what?"he asked, edging closer to me.

Harry POV

"I just don't understand?"Belle mumbled, inspecting her hands.

"Understand what?"i questioned, shuffling over the pavement more, closer to her so I could hear better.

"You."she whispered, as her hazel eyes met mine, god I was mesmerised by her beautiful looks and her laugh, it was just perfect enough for to light up your day especially mine.

"What about me?"i said, lifting up her chin with my hands, making her look at me properly.

"You just-Don't get understood enough, it's like, you are a badass rebel, looking for trouble, then it comes to me and your tough then you change am be like this."she said, removing my hand from her chin and placing it onto my lap, as she stood up and sighed then left me sitting on the curb as she walked home, alone.

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Okay as I said in my Authors Note, I'm so sorry for not writing in two days!

Here it is though.

Do you think it's too early for Harry to be nice to Belle or?

Thanks for reading.

Carly😊