Gang leader boyfriend

Hi! I'm y/n :)

"Y/N!"

I love waking up to the beautiful shriek of my mother.

5 minutes till school starts, but I don't give a shit. On the other hand, my mom acts like it's the end of the world if I'm 10 minutes late. It's senior year!!! Who cares anymore?!

I pull on my oversized Nirvana tee and slip on some jean shorts. I never had much of a fashion sense. My closet is full of hoodies and band tees. Because I like to be C O M F Y.

I pee, wash my face, and brush my teeth. My hair pulled back into a messy bun. I look in the mirror. Sexy. Ass. Bitch.

"Y/N!!" my mom yells again.

"IM COMING!" I shout back. Jesus Christ she has nO chill.

I run down the stairs and put on my Golf le Fleurs.

———————School———————
"What's up pUssy" I shout at my best friend Liam.

"Shut the fuck up, y/n" he nudges me.

I see an unfamiliar face next to him. I cannot lie... HES ONE SEXY MF.

Dude has tats. TATS. His messy hair is gonna make me nut right here and now. Like holy fucking shi-

"Y/N!" Liam shouts, breaking my trance.

"WHAT THE FUCK BRO" I shout back. I was busy admiring the sexy man in front of me.

"This is Harry. He's... uh- new here." Liam's acting really sus. Why is he so scared of this sexy stranger?

"Yo what's up" I aim at Harry. He looks at me with a disgusted face. The fuck?

You know what. I take everything I said before back. I can already tell that he's just an arrogant piece of shit.

"You know what, fuck you Harry" I smile at him. I turn around and start to walk away.

"Y/n wait" Liam calls for me.

I turn around and see Harry W I N K at me. Oh hell no. Wtf is this sudden change in attitude. Nah he can't have any of my dummy thiccness.

I continue to walk to my next class, while thinking about Harry's beautiful nasty face. Some dude stops me.

"H-hey, you like Nirvana?" Bro, this dude looks like a fetus.

"Yeah, they're my favorite band" I respond.

"Y-you're really cool and pretty" he mumbles.

Shit man. Sweet confessions are the worst confessions. I have no idea how to let people down gently.

"Haha thank you! You too" I shoot back, laughing at myself.

"Oh you think I'm pretty" he says smiling.

Fuck. What did I do. This backfired.

"Um... yeah sure lol" I say.

He gets closer to me and I'm just there looking confused. Then, a fist comes into frame. Right in front of my face. Fist and cheek. Cheek and fist. Um HELLO?!

"Yo what the fuck Harold!" I yell.

"What?" He acts oblivious.

I think he just murdered that poor guy. But, I cannot lie I'm sorta thankful.

"You just killed this kid" I point at the guy laying on the floor.

"He's not dead dumbass" he says, nonchalant.

What the fuck. Who the fuck. How the fuck.

"That was SO unnecessary" I argue.

"He was annoying and in my way" he claims.

"In your way??" I question.

He starts walking away, pushing through the crowd of students.

"Also don't fucking call me Harold" he says.

I cannot lie that was pretty hot. BUT STILL. Wtf was that. This dude is fucking wAck.

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Hi!!! This is my first story and I have no idea what I'm doing haha

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