Crazy Love

Akira's POV

It was a boy. He was actually pretty hot. He had brown curly hair and bright green eyes. And was tall and the way the just plowed into me was a hint that he had some kind of muscle on him. We could have been friends if he hadn't just rammed into me and knocked my little cup of frozen happiness ( and all my other food) on the ground. It felt Ike a freaking freight train! Did that really just fucking happen?! Really?! Shit, I just broke my no swearing bet for this random dude. There goes my $200 bucks.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?! You almost knocked me out!" I screamed at him. Why was he looking at me like that?

"I'm really sorr- wait, you don't know who I am? I must have hit you pretty hard, let's get you to the doctor." I yank my arm out of his grasp. Was he freaking kidding me? Was I supposed to know who this asshole is?

"No! I'm not going any where with you, I don't even know you! You almost kill me and the first thing you say to me is question why I don't know you? Are you kidding me or are you just that fucking retarded!?" My face probably looks like a tomato right now but I'm too mad to give a fuck at the moment. He looked shocked.

"You're telling me that you really don't know who I am?" Oh my god, why is he still on subject?

"No, and now I don't fucking want to-" I was interupted when he grabbed me by my hand and started running, forcing me to run with him. He led me into a dark alley and hid behind a big green dumpster.

"What do you think your doing?" I said trying to unwrap his hand from my wrist.

"Hiding." Hiding? He said it like it was completely normal to be hiding behind dumpsters.

"Hiding from who?"

"Guys with cameras." He has paparazzi?

"Why are you hiding from paparazzi?" He gives me that weird look again.

"You really don't know who I am, do you?" I throw up my hands.

"And finally he gets it! Does it look like I know who the fuck you are? I've never even met you before." He takes off his gray beanie and shades.

"Now do you know who I am?" I stared at him blankly.

"A crazy convict?" He rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Would a crazy convict have paparazzi chasing after him?"

"If he looked like you, then yeah." He smirks. Shit. Did I really just say that? He does have a pretty sexy accent though. Wait, I can't be thinking that. Shut up, Akira!

"You think I look good?" I feel my face heating up.

"We'll you're not exactly ugly." He's just standing there staring at me. Still staring. Ok, this is starting to get a little uncomfortable. "Aren't you supposed to be telling me who you are and why you rammed into me?" I say hoping that he'll forget about what I just said.

"Promise that you won't scream?" Ok, you're hot and all, but don't over do it.

"Okaaayyy...I won't scream" he take a deep breath and looks at me.

"I'm Harry Styles." That's it? The way he was running, thought that he was one of the Disney stars like Blake Michael. Blake Michael is so hot! I could just stare at him all day, him and his hair.

"Okay." I say. He looks confused. Was I supposed to freak out or something? I mean he 's hot and all but I'm not one of those girl who go all boy crazy when I see a hot guy.

"I'm Harry Styles, as in the 6th hottest man in the world? 1/5 of the world's #1 boy band?" I laughed. Really?! The 6th hottest man in the world. Can you say egomaniac?

"No offense, but I'm pretty sure that Blake Michael is the hottest man on the planet in my opinion."

"Well the world thinks otherwise." Did I hear jealousy? I shake off the thought. He takes out his iPhone and walks away for a little bit, dialing a number his phone. Who is he talking to? A few minute later a black limo with tinted windows pulls up the curb in front of the alley.

"Come on." Harry says as he takes my wrist, pulling me towards the limo. I resist him and dig my heels into the ground.

"Are you crazy? I am not getting into a car with you. I thought that I made it pretty clear a while ago." I say crossing my arms across my chest.

"I don't have time for this." He just picks me up, puts me over his shoulder and puts me in the back seat and gets in. I sit as far away from him as I can.

"I'm NOT going home with you." I say stubbornly. He smirks. God, I already hate that smirk.

"You don't really have a choice, now do you?" He does have a point. I'm not gonna make it easy for him though.

The rest of the ride is silent until we pull up to a big house out in the middle of nowhere. The house sits out on a big expanse of land 20 miles out of town. It's somewhere that I have no chance of running from without getting lost. I can't help but think that Bear would love all this space. Harry gets out and starts walking towards the house. I scoff at him. Wow, what a gentlemen. I get out and follow him. I open the door and walk into what I assume is the foyer.

"Hello?" I yell loudly. I know, I know, that's how all the stupid girls die in the horror movies but I'm not really thinking about murderers at the moment. I'm thinking about what a jerk Harry is and how much I wanna kill him right now. Did he really just leave me to find my way around this huge place by myself.

I hear feet coming down the stairs. How did he get up there so fast? He must be some kind of ninja.

"You know, you have some nerve to-" My words were cut short when I see four boys around Harry's age coming down the stairs. They all freeze where they are and stare at me in shock. "We'll. . .this is awkward."

Notes

What do you think happens next?
Which one of the boys do you think is a good match for Akira?
Who do you think she'll fall for?
Is this story boring?


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