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*Harry*

''That was a joke,'' she rolled her eyes

The place was very interesting and quite, I wonder why she wanted to go here.

''Why are we here?'' she looked at me

''You can go if you want,'' she sat on a huge rock

''No I mean, do you always come here?'' I sat beside her

''Yeah I do, don't tell them okay?'' she looked into my eyes

''Sure,'' I looked away from her gaze I couldn't help myself from looking at her it makes myself vulnerable.

''Tell me about yourself?'' I asked

''Me there's nothing to tell,'' she looked away

''Yeah there is,'' I moved closer I thought she would moved away but she didn't,she even moved closer, I shouldn't have done that.

''I'm Abigail May, you might hate my last name,'' she chuckled so did I

''Um I'm twenty quite old,'' She laughed

''No I'm twenty too,''

She smiled and continued.

''Um I hate dresses, shopping, and skirts, I don't like make up that well um I hate guys who play with a girl's heart and I live with my mom we're staying here for a couple of months cause my mom has this business trip here,'' she stopped

''What are your interest?'' I asked

''Skate boarding, smoking, football, basketball-''

''Wait you smoke?''

''Don't tell them,'' she laughed

''Bad girl,'' I patted her head

''I know,'' she rested her head on my shoulder

''What about you Smirky?''

''Well Bitter, I'm Harry Styles son of Mr. Des Styles owner of Styles Co.,'' she rolled her eyes

''Um I'm twenty, I live here in London, I like girls and like having fun with my lads-''

''What about me?'' she cut in

''What?'' i said

''Nothing,'' she shifted her head away from my gaze

''What was that?' 'I smirked

''I said don't you like hanging out with me?'' she asked

''Yeah I do,'' I smiled

''Cool, what about your interest?'' she asked

''Um, football, basketball, and hanging out with you,'' I smiled at her

''Gross,'' she laughed

''I think we better head back,'' She said

''Yeah we should, my dad must been looking for me,'' I laughed

''Yeah, my mom too,''

We both stood up and paused for a moment.

''Um, your not bad Harry,'' she smiled taking a step forward

''Bad?'' I took a step forward

''Yeah, I'm interested in guys that are bad,'' she placed her hand on my shoulder

''Well I'm bad,'' I placed my hands on her waist

''K-'' she was cut off when we we're blinded by lights

''Ms.May thank god I found you!'' Her butler said

''Uh yeah yey!'' She said sarcastically and went over to him

''I guess we have to take Mr.Styles too?'' She asked

''Yes Madam,'' he hopped in the car

''Let's go smirky,'' she winked at me

Well I just died, she winked at me, god if she wasn't here I already made my happy dance.

''Yeah,'' I replied

I hopped in the car and sat next to Abigail at the back seat.

''What are we gonna tell them when we get back?'' I asked

''I don't know, let's just see,'' she said

I smiled, a real bad girl she is, when we arrived at her house I saw her mom come over to her with an frowned paste on her face and she yelled at Abby. I went over to them.

''Excuse me Ms. May you can't yell at Abby like that it was my fault I dragged her into this,'' I said

''Well Mr.Styles that wasn't a good stunt don't do it again,'' I nodded and she walked away

''Thank you for saving my life Smirky,'' she laughed

''No problem Bitter,'' I laughed

''Where's your dad?'' she asked

''Probably went home now,'' I said

''He didn't wait for you?''

''No he told me I was a man now!'' I laughed

''I think this is bye?'' she asked

''No this isn't it's just the beginning'' I kissed her cheek


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