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Negative [On Hold]

Fun

Remix's POV

The sensible part of me is saying push him off and slap him as hard as I can. Maybe bust a jaw, but the other part of me is telling me to kiss him back. Sadly, the irrational part of me takes the reins. A hand finds his hair and pushes him closer. He grabs my waist and pulls my body on top of his. Feeling his tongue against my lips, I open my mouth and let him in.

“I thought you hated me,” He says in between kisses.

“I do,” I mumble and play with his curls.

I let him take control of the kiss when he grabs my ass. We make out for the next first few minutes before I pull away. “Am I still a douche?” He asks squeezing my ass.

“Yeah,” I tell him. “A douche that’s good at kissing.”

He chuckles, “I knew you liked me.” I roll my eyes before trying to get back to my seat. He grabs my hips keeping me close to him. “What’s that rush?” He lowers my head and gets back to kissing.

He’s still a douche though. I grab his hair and pull him closer. I can feel him groan against my lips as he grips my hips. We stay like that for some time before someone came knocking on the window. When they saw it was the Harry Styles, leader of the Kobras, he fled the scene after apologizing.

I laugh as I sit back down in my seat. “You really do scare people. That’s kind of hot,” I admit. He smirks and lays a hand my thigh. “If you really want to be with me, just know I don’t like it when people boss me around and if you ask a personal question, I ask one back. Got it?”

A massive smile forms on his face, “If it means I get to make out with you, I’m in.”

*~*~*~*~*

We end up going to his house and making out for most of the time, me straddling him on the couch. Even though I’m only giving him one chance, I have to admit he’s an amazing kisser. His lips are surprisingly soft and his grip is strong. I love nice guys, but when it comes to kissing and the bedroom, I love it rough. I had to say it.

We finally pull apart when one of our phones rings. Sadly, it’s mine and it requires me talking someone I don’t like doing after making out. “Sup Jay,” I answer playing with Harry’s curls. He smirks and starts kissing my neck. I giggle at his suddenness. You may think it’s going to fast, but, with Harry, it’s not.

“Where are you? Your dates never take this long,” She says.

"Um," I glimpse down at Harry who keeps working on my neck. "Harry and I found common ground. He's not that bad. Can I go now? You called at a really bad time."

"Did I..." Her voice fades into giggles. "Told you guys they'd hit it off! Anyways, have fun Re. Just remember to use protection." I roll my eyes and hang up.

"Not that bad?" He ask looking up to my eyes. "Baby, I'm the worst guy you can meet."

I scoff, "Please. You're just a perv with a bunch of guys to back him up." I pop the collar on his jacket to resemble one of a 50's biker. "When you work at a club for a year or two, you get used to badasses and wannabe badasses. You sir happen to be the king of it.”

He smirks, “King, well, I wouldn’t go that far.”

I roll my eyes, “That’s right. You’re not. I believe the king would Dekker.” He glares at me. “Relax. I was just kidding. But you are badass.”

“Believe that, sweetheart,” He holds my chin and pulls my lips back down to his. Jay and the girls can wait for another half an hour, right? I grip his curls and let him kiss me.

*~*~*~*

An hour later, Harry drives me back to my house. I can’t believe I left here hating here and I come back after snogging him for hours. But come on. Every girl wants to date a bad boy! I just happen to fit the role. Good girls that go bad always go too much and turn out to be real asses. Just sayin’. I hate them.

“Are you going to the club tonight?” I ask before popping open the door. I wait for his answer with one leg out the door.

“I might stop by," He smirks.

"See you tonight then,” I smirk bringing him in for one more kiss. “Maybe we can do some more of that later.”

I sway my hips as I walk into the house. The girls stare at me as I wave off a probably hardened Harry. The surprise in their eyes is clear when I look at them in the eyes. “Did you and Harry?” Perrie asks with her voice trailing off.

“No,” I shake my head. “Just a lot of kissing. For an asshole, he is a very good kisser.”

Comments

I will co author with you if you want I'll be able to update!

@Remix_hemmo1996_
you can message either of us, but i think rana's busy so you can ask me.

Tbam159 Tbam159
5/4/14

I love your story!!Hey, umm, could I message you?I have something to ask you.lol.

Yayyyyy I actually kinda like Jax. I'm glad they're not gonna kill him :D

MimiMalik MimiMalik
3/1/14

It's both I think she's in Dekkers gang

MimiMalik MimiMalik
2/15/14