Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

Harry "Marcel" Styles is the kid that gets bullied each and every day in high school. His glasses take up the majority of his face, his clothes are constantly pleated to perfection, and his chance with girls has been a constant zero. One day he meets a girl who is the total opposite of himself. Dangerous, sexy, a thriller. She's got secrets that he can't help but try to uncover, but when the truth comes out, can he stop himself? He can't help but feel attracted to her. But what he feels, is it really attraction? Or just a very awkward boner.

If you saw this one guy in school: always get picked on, get called horrible names, be made fun, and just bullied 24/7. What would you do? Would you just stand back and watch? 80% of people would. Why? For your pride and ego? Who gives a fuck about that. Or are you the 20% that'd go up and defend the person.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."