He Should Have Known I Was Trouble

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Hey guys so here are the next part. I know I have been not really good with posting often. It's hard to get exactly what I pictured into writing and finding the perfect song to do that. The song I pick really helps create the chapter so listening to the songs and trying to picture the chapter you might get what I'm trying to do! 

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After our little jam session this morning we all parted our ways. I know the boys have not fully accepted me yet and I was not expecting them to. But as long as we are on good enough terms where I can protect them I am happy. I spent my afternoon talking to Elliot about his possible suspects for the threats and possible steak outs that he might need my help with later. After that I went and worked out by myself for a bit in the basement.

Whenever I am working out I feel like I belong and I am in control. Besides music fighting has been one of the few things I have been able to control in my life. I am in charge of what I do with my body and I am in charge of the fate of my opponent. 

I get lost and before I know it my knuckles are bloody from hitting the punching bag too hard for too long. I decide to call it a night and head up to take a shower and change. Once out of the shower I decided to put on some jean short cutoffs with a black crop top and a grey sweater (pic on side). I have to say I looked pretty hot.

 Feeling satisfied I went downstairs to find something to eat. I see all the boys are down there eating some pizza expect Harry. Eh I don't really care where that fucker is he just gives me a headache and makes me want to punch something... preferably him. I join all the boys in the kitchen and grab a slice of pizza and sit down. All their heads turn to me and look my outfit up and down looking longer at my legs and exposed stomach. I just laugh at them and they seem to snap out of their daze looking anywhere but me. 

They are so adorable checking me out and being all embarrassed about it, I mean I can't blame them. I'm used to it as it’s how I always dress really. Oh don't act all surprised I'm not some innocent prude or anything. We have established the fact that I'm a badass this should really not be that much of a shocker. 

The boys continue to talk about whatever and I would sometimes comment but mostly I just listened to them. Suddenly the door opened and that son of a bitch with those stupid green eyes came striding into the kitchen like he was some kind of god. Asshole.

Louis was the first to acknowledge his presence as he asked "Hey Haz where have ya been?"

He just smirked and said "Oh I was banging Michele again." He casually says as he takes a piece of pizza.

"Really that annoying as shit groupie girl again?" Liam said as he shakes his head at him taking another bite of his pizza.

"Hey what can I say she's a good hookup and I mean who would not want this?" He motions to his body and I can't help but snort at his arrogance and everyone turns to look at me.

"Just because you are jealous that I can get someone to want to fuck me and you can't doesn't give you the right to snort at me" Harry snaps at me as everyone else just looks at him and shock.

I just chuckle and say "Oh honey that is really cute I thought you were serious there for a second." I look at him challenging him to keep going. Even though it's only the second day I have known him I know that he is not going to let this go. 

"I'm not kidding how many guys have you been with? Probably not a lot; it’s hard to get a guy when you are such a cold hearted bitch most of the time."

"Harry cut it out!" Zayn whisper yells at him.

"It's okay Zayn and to answer your question Harry it’s honestly too many to count it’s not worth trying to figure out.”