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When Bad meets Bad
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Ongoing, First published Oct 10, 2013
"You fell for the charm ay baby doll?" He asked walking up to me.  I scoffed  "Not even in my nightmares would I fall for a self absorbed, arrogant dick head like you." I spat poking my finger at his chest.   Addison Smith was the new girl of the school and not many teachers and student's were fond of her and her personality she's a bad girl a girl who is late to most of her classes and can throw a real nasty punch. Harry Styles is the cocky bad boy of the school every girl drools over him and his tattoos but not Addison she prefers the mysterious and quite ones or so she thought..
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*Caution* SEXUAL CONTENT "So what do you need help with?" Harry asks. "I was lying I don't have homework just leave now." I demand. "No. And if you don't have homework.. Why don't I help you turn that groan of yours into a moan." He says and then comes close and whispers into my ear, "But remember you got to keep it down.. You parents will hear." "You are so rude." I say stepping away from him. "Oh am I?" He asks. "Yes you are. Leave my room. I don't feel comfortable with you in here." I tell him. He steps closer and closer to me as I step back. I reach the wall and look him dead in the eyes. "Well.. Babe.. You can't make me leave." He says. "Don't call me babe." I say. "Sorry babe." He smirks. I just give him the death glare. He leans in and I immediately know what he is doing. "Get away from me!" I say putting my hand on his lips pushing his head away from me. He chuckles, "Now now babe." "Don't now now babe me." I sass him. "Being sassy are we?" He asks. "Yes. I am." I say. "Well.. I suppose we will continue this later.. I would rather make you wet when your not sassing me." He says smirking. "Your not making me wet!" I say to him. "Well babe.. When I kiss you so rough and nibble on your sweet spot to make you moan my name. And when I feel you up and massage your boobs.. I guarantee you'll be wet. And after my first thrust of me going into you.. You will orgasm. If not I will go harder and rougher till you scream my name and have the biggest orgasm you'll ever experience." He whispers into my ear. That sent shivers right down my body. Ok maybe I'm a little wet now.
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So who will it be for this hopelessly unromantic girl? The brooding best friend? Or the young and unquestionably attractive substitute teacher? They say every person is worth the potential heartbreak of relationships not working out. That's why people still take that leap. But not me. Never been kissed, never had a boyfriend-I was pretty convinced by now that I was one of those mega-rare exceptions to the rule; the unlucky sap was just not worth the risk. And I'm totally fine with that. Romance and heartbreak? Not worth the hype in my book. Until life decided to get all snarky on me. "Fooled you, idiot! You'll get your love story...just not at all how you wanted it." Before I know it, I'm swept up in romantic turmoil more dramatic than anything my wildest playwright fantasies could dream up. Getting these very real, very adult feelings for the first time is bloomin' confusing. Lines will blur, tough choices will be made, and hearts will be deliciously broken. So who will it be for this once-hopelessly unromantic girl? My brooding best friend? Or my young substitute teacher?