Negative [On Hold]
Perv
Harry's POV
That girl blew me off! She called me stupid and an idiot. Is it wrong that I find it kind of hot? I loved the way her hips sway and her breasts spill from her top and ass hang from her bottoms. And those tattoos and piercings. I love bad girls. Especially since they blend in with my gang so well.
I want to know more. So the next day, I question Liam about Remix at the house. The guys and I hang out here while their girlfriends tend to wait in the alley. While the guys get over their hangover, I talk to Liam. Him and Remix are good friends I guess. He's usually gone every other day to be with either Jay and Remix.
"Just a question, what's Remix's real name?" I ask kicking up my feet on the table. I have to admit, this place is cool. It's in an abandoned building not many know about. So we revamped it. Put in some couches, TV, and everything for a proper place.
"Dunno," Liam shrugs. "She doesn't use it anymore. Jay's the only one who knows it. Why?"
I shrug, "Just wanted to know. So, tell me about Remix. What's she like?" He raises a brow. "Curiosity."
"Harry, if you want to know, just come with me to the cinema. That's where Jay and her are going to watch a movie with me. Feel free to come," He says and checks his phone. "I gotta go pick them up. You coming or not?"
I shrug, "Why not. Lou can watch over for a while." I'm going just to find out more about Remix. Alright. I just think she's hot. That's it. Nothing more. I love girls like her. It's sexy. I stand up and follow him out to the alley. No one bothers to come down this way since it’s known for being ‘jumped’. Well, you come in our territory, we’re gonna take you out.
I sit in the passenger’s seat as Liam climbs in the driver’s. “What movie are you guys watching?” I ask as he pulls away from the curb.
“Insidious Chapter 2,” He responds.
I smirk, I love horror movies. They make me smile. That and when I watch with girls they hold onto me. Especially when their hands go too low. I can imagine Remix holding me down there. That’d be perfect. I would go on and imagine fucking her, but I don’t need a hard one when they come in.
He stops in front a modern house and honks the horn. I chuckle, I used to do that to my friends when I was younger. Before fucking Dekker killed two of them and got the others arrested for drugs. Ever since then, I make sure nothing happens to my friends. Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn weren't there when Dekker killed them. They were with me. Now, it's me and other guys trying to get back at them. Soon, we became an official gang. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I hate Dekker and cruel friends. I mean, we are kind of like that too, but... Actually I have no explanation for that.
Remix and Jay rush out of the house with smiles. They run to the back seat and smile. "Hey Liam!" Jay yells before looking at me. "Hey Harry," she says with less enthusiasm. Remix rolls her eyes and tosses her hair back. "Re, be nice. Now where's that cute little islander I know and love."
"She's buried in tattoos," She grumbles.
I chuckle, "You're an islander?"
"Guamanian," She confirms.
"Now that I think of it," Jay furrows her brow, "All of the islanders you've introduced me to had tattoos."
She groans, "It's creativity, Jay. Anyways, Harry. Yes, I am islander. I've just lived here a long time. I get my speech from here and my tan is from my parents." She rolls her eyes. "Parents."
I can't argue. My parents suck too. They were always wondering why I wasn't like Gemma. Why I wasn't a nerd. Sorry if I wanted to be cool. "So, Harry, why'd you decide to join us?" Jay asks politely. No trying to state the obvious, but she seems too nice to be running a club. Just saying. "It's nice when Liam's not the only guy cuz then he gets all whiney." Remix laughs and I manage a smile.
"Sorry if people think I'm gay when I'm around you," He sighs.
"That's right," Remix scoffs, "You're bisexual, right?"
He ignores her and keeps driving. Liam is kind of bisexual. He'll point out a 'hot' guy once in awhile. We're fine with it, we just beg him not to point out guys he finds attractive. I'm not interested. I stare out the window and wait for the cinema to come into view.
Remix's POV
Why the hell did he come? I hoping it would be just my friends. Not this freak. I get that they’re in the same gang, but really? I stare out the window seeing the cinema come into the view. I’ve been waiting to Insidious Chapter 2. I heard it’s fucking scary. I love horror movies. Something about the blood and gore hypes me up.
Liam parks the car and we all climb out. Jay walks ahead with Liam leaving me alone with Harry. Well, screw you motherfuckers. As you can tell, I have a mouth of a trucker. Got that from my dad. I shove my hands in my pockets and ignore him. He seems to ignore me too and keeps his head forward. Okay, when I ignore someone it’s cool. When someone ignores me, it’s rude.
Jay and Liam come back and hand us tickets. “Liam and I decided we wanted to watch Battle of the Year instead and since we know you both love horror movies, we got you tickets for Insidious,” Jay explains. I glare at her and Liam. Now I have to decide how to get back at them. Little shits.
“Great,” I mutter under my breath and look up to the curly haired boy. “Let’s go.”
I roll my eyes and walk inside the theater with Harry close behind. When we enter and I don’t see Liam and Jay anymore, I turn to him and say, “Look. We are not sitting together. Got that? You can sit near me or far away. As long it’s not the seat next to me.”
He scoffs, “I wouldn’t sit next to you even if there wasn’t anymore seats. But feel free to come when you get scared shitless.”
I laugh with little emotion, “Please. I don’t get scared.”
“Whatever,” He sighs and walks down a couple aisles before sitting near the edge.
I sit down a row down from him to prove I won’t get scared. Bitch please. He’s gonna be running to me. I wait for the lights to dim and the movie to start. I’m gonna prove Harry wrong.
*~*~*~*
So I didn’t prove Harry wrong. Whoop de fucking doo. I broke halfway through the movie. I needed someoneto hold whenever something popped out or someone screamed. I'm still a girl. I need a guy to cuddle with. Even if he's a douche bag.
"Told you," He chuckles as we leave the theater and enter the lobby.
"Whatever," I groan and take a seat at one of the benches to wait for Liam and Jay. Damn them for making me stay with Harry. Cocky bastard. "How long do we have to wait?" I ask him.
"Let me text Liam," Harry says taking out his iPhone. Of course, his case is of a cobra. Go figure. “They’re at the diner down the street. Their movie ended half an hour ago.”
I groan and stand up, “Alright curly, let’s go.” I follow him out the door. Oh, I do not follow anyone. I match his pace and walk by his side.
God, I hate him. He’s so cocky, arrogant, and rude. But at least he can clear the sidewalk. Everyone is afraid of him and part like the Red Sea. But of course, the sluts are showing off their boobs. Even with his sunglasses on, I can tell he’s checking them out. Perv. Another reason why I don’t like him.
I roll my eyes and walk faster than him. It’s not jealousy. It’s annoyance. He stops to flirt with one of the blondes while I walk inside the diner and find Jay and Liam. I find them in a window booth laughing. I sit down next to Liam and groan.
“Sup girlie,” Jay says in her American accent. Since she moved here, she’s picked up the accent, but time to time she likes to flaunt off her roots. “What crawled up your ass and died?”
“Harry,” I say and point out the window where he’s making out with the blonde. “He’s cocky, arrogant, and perverted. He’s so fucking annoying.”
Liam chuckles, “He’s always like that. I have no idea why. Frankly, it’s disgusting. He has about no morals.”
“You’re telling me,” I scoff. I have no respect for that little shit. But I can’t help, but think he’s cute. Something about his curls and that deep voice... No! No no no no no. No! That son of a bitch is an asshole. That’s all. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Right?
That girl blew me off! She called me stupid and an idiot. Is it wrong that I find it kind of hot? I loved the way her hips sway and her breasts spill from her top and ass hang from her bottoms. And those tattoos and piercings. I love bad girls. Especially since they blend in with my gang so well.
I want to know more. So the next day, I question Liam about Remix at the house. The guys and I hang out here while their girlfriends tend to wait in the alley. While the guys get over their hangover, I talk to Liam. Him and Remix are good friends I guess. He's usually gone every other day to be with either Jay and Remix.
"Just a question, what's Remix's real name?" I ask kicking up my feet on the table. I have to admit, this place is cool. It's in an abandoned building not many know about. So we revamped it. Put in some couches, TV, and everything for a proper place.
"Dunno," Liam shrugs. "She doesn't use it anymore. Jay's the only one who knows it. Why?"
I shrug, "Just wanted to know. So, tell me about Remix. What's she like?" He raises a brow. "Curiosity."
"Harry, if you want to know, just come with me to the cinema. That's where Jay and her are going to watch a movie with me. Feel free to come," He says and checks his phone. "I gotta go pick them up. You coming or not?"
I shrug, "Why not. Lou can watch over for a while." I'm going just to find out more about Remix. Alright. I just think she's hot. That's it. Nothing more. I love girls like her. It's sexy. I stand up and follow him out to the alley. No one bothers to come down this way since it’s known for being ‘jumped’. Well, you come in our territory, we’re gonna take you out.
I sit in the passenger’s seat as Liam climbs in the driver’s. “What movie are you guys watching?” I ask as he pulls away from the curb.
“Insidious Chapter 2,” He responds.
I smirk, I love horror movies. They make me smile. That and when I watch with girls they hold onto me. Especially when their hands go too low. I can imagine Remix holding me down there. That’d be perfect. I would go on and imagine fucking her, but I don’t need a hard one when they come in.
He stops in front a modern house and honks the horn. I chuckle, I used to do that to my friends when I was younger. Before fucking Dekker killed two of them and got the others arrested for drugs. Ever since then, I make sure nothing happens to my friends. Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn weren't there when Dekker killed them. They were with me. Now, it's me and other guys trying to get back at them. Soon, we became an official gang. I don't know how it happened, but it did. I hate Dekker and cruel friends. I mean, we are kind of like that too, but... Actually I have no explanation for that.
Remix and Jay rush out of the house with smiles. They run to the back seat and smile. "Hey Liam!" Jay yells before looking at me. "Hey Harry," she says with less enthusiasm. Remix rolls her eyes and tosses her hair back. "Re, be nice. Now where's that cute little islander I know and love."
"She's buried in tattoos," She grumbles.
I chuckle, "You're an islander?"
"Guamanian," She confirms.
"Now that I think of it," Jay furrows her brow, "All of the islanders you've introduced me to had tattoos."
She groans, "It's creativity, Jay. Anyways, Harry. Yes, I am islander. I've just lived here a long time. I get my speech from here and my tan is from my parents." She rolls her eyes. "Parents."
I can't argue. My parents suck too. They were always wondering why I wasn't like Gemma. Why I wasn't a nerd. Sorry if I wanted to be cool. "So, Harry, why'd you decide to join us?" Jay asks politely. No trying to state the obvious, but she seems too nice to be running a club. Just saying. "It's nice when Liam's not the only guy cuz then he gets all whiney." Remix laughs and I manage a smile.
"Sorry if people think I'm gay when I'm around you," He sighs.
"That's right," Remix scoffs, "You're bisexual, right?"
He ignores her and keeps driving. Liam is kind of bisexual. He'll point out a 'hot' guy once in awhile. We're fine with it, we just beg him not to point out guys he finds attractive. I'm not interested. I stare out the window and wait for the cinema to come into view.
Remix's POV
Why the hell did he come? I hoping it would be just my friends. Not this freak. I get that they’re in the same gang, but really? I stare out the window seeing the cinema come into the view. I’ve been waiting to Insidious Chapter 2. I heard it’s fucking scary. I love horror movies. Something about the blood and gore hypes me up.
Liam parks the car and we all climb out. Jay walks ahead with Liam leaving me alone with Harry. Well, screw you motherfuckers. As you can tell, I have a mouth of a trucker. Got that from my dad. I shove my hands in my pockets and ignore him. He seems to ignore me too and keeps his head forward. Okay, when I ignore someone it’s cool. When someone ignores me, it’s rude.
Jay and Liam come back and hand us tickets. “Liam and I decided we wanted to watch Battle of the Year instead and since we know you both love horror movies, we got you tickets for Insidious,” Jay explains. I glare at her and Liam. Now I have to decide how to get back at them. Little shits.
“Great,” I mutter under my breath and look up to the curly haired boy. “Let’s go.”
I roll my eyes and walk inside the theater with Harry close behind. When we enter and I don’t see Liam and Jay anymore, I turn to him and say, “Look. We are not sitting together. Got that? You can sit near me or far away. As long it’s not the seat next to me.”
He scoffs, “I wouldn’t sit next to you even if there wasn’t anymore seats. But feel free to come when you get scared shitless.”
I laugh with little emotion, “Please. I don’t get scared.”
“Whatever,” He sighs and walks down a couple aisles before sitting near the edge.
I sit down a row down from him to prove I won’t get scared. Bitch please. He’s gonna be running to me. I wait for the lights to dim and the movie to start. I’m gonna prove Harry wrong.
*~*~*~*
So I didn’t prove Harry wrong. Whoop de fucking doo. I broke halfway through the movie. I needed someoneto hold whenever something popped out or someone screamed. I'm still a girl. I need a guy to cuddle with. Even if he's a douche bag.
"Told you," He chuckles as we leave the theater and enter the lobby.
"Whatever," I groan and take a seat at one of the benches to wait for Liam and Jay. Damn them for making me stay with Harry. Cocky bastard. "How long do we have to wait?" I ask him.
"Let me text Liam," Harry says taking out his iPhone. Of course, his case is of a cobra. Go figure. “They’re at the diner down the street. Their movie ended half an hour ago.”
I groan and stand up, “Alright curly, let’s go.” I follow him out the door. Oh, I do not follow anyone. I match his pace and walk by his side.
God, I hate him. He’s so cocky, arrogant, and rude. But at least he can clear the sidewalk. Everyone is afraid of him and part like the Red Sea. But of course, the sluts are showing off their boobs. Even with his sunglasses on, I can tell he’s checking them out. Perv. Another reason why I don’t like him.
I roll my eyes and walk faster than him. It’s not jealousy. It’s annoyance. He stops to flirt with one of the blondes while I walk inside the diner and find Jay and Liam. I find them in a window booth laughing. I sit down next to Liam and groan.
“Sup girlie,” Jay says in her American accent. Since she moved here, she’s picked up the accent, but time to time she likes to flaunt off her roots. “What crawled up your ass and died?”
“Harry,” I say and point out the window where he’s making out with the blonde. “He’s cocky, arrogant, and perverted. He’s so fucking annoying.”
Liam chuckles, “He’s always like that. I have no idea why. Frankly, it’s disgusting. He has about no morals.”
“You’re telling me,” I scoff. I have no respect for that little shit. But I can’t help, but think he’s cute. Something about his curls and that deep voice... No! No no no no no. No! That son of a bitch is an asshole. That’s all. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Right?
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10/7/14