those dirty imagines.....

"AHH! STUPID ASS BITCH" I scream at the girl I hated. "I'M NOT A FUCKING LOSER"
"Well uhh you are- I mean- who would want you with those-" the girl tried to tell me. What I shame that it felt so good to slam my fist into her orange face in front of her boyfriend, who was shocked as hell but didn't bother to help her up.
I laugh quietly at myself and bent over to whisper in her ear,
"next time, it'll be worse"
I stand up straight, turned towards her boyfriend, smiled and strutted off.
Harry, the stupid-slut-I-knocked-out's boyfriend started running after me,
"no one has ever hit my girlfriend like that- well my ex" he said smiling
"I can't believe you dated her, she hates me- why would you talk to me if she'd lie and gossip about me to you?" I said, suddenly starting to feel weird and confused.
we continued to walk, weirdly to the toilets.
"I don't know, I thought she was hot but it's never been as hot as you screaming..." Harry said biting his lip.
"um thanks..." I say, wanting to pull on his school tie and make out with his beautiful face.
In an instant I open the toilet door and pull on his tie. His lips crashed on to mine becoming more and more intense.
"wouldn't she hate me if we hooked up?" I ask breathless from Harry kissing my neck.
"you already hate each other, so why bother?" he replies quickly, lifting me up on the bench and pulling my top off, his lips leaving thin moist trails across each boob, beginning to pull off my pants

Notes

HAHAHHA LEFT U IN DA MOMENT LOL