Teenage Dirtbag*ON HOLD*

Naomi p.o.v.

"Naomi, there's a pack of nerds over there! Let's go!" Parker yells.

"Parker, I told you I don't beat it bully those 'nerds'. I'm not like you guys," I say.

"Please babe?" He begs.

"No," I say.

"Youre a bitch," he snarls.

"And I'd like to keep the bitchyness inside," I smile. He runs off and joins Cody, Skylar, Zayn, Harry, and Liam to beat them all up.

"Hey! STOP!" I hear a boy say. I look over and a boy with glasses and braces with brown hair is taping Parker's shoulder. It's his funeral. Parker turns around, and punches him in the face. The boy turns around, and holy cheese balls he is hot!
Wait, did I just say a 'Nerd' is hot? The boy looks at Parker again with his now broken glasses.

"What?" I hear Parker say. The boy almost punches him but I get there soon enough to stop him.

"Get off!" He yanks his arm away but his eyes widen once he actually looks at me. He turns around and runs off.

"Thanks babe," he says, and reaches in for the first kiss he's ever given to me. I move away and he almost falls over.

"Don't you want to kiss me?" He asks. 'No I hate you. I want to kiss someone I actually LOVE.' Is what I wanted to say.

"I'm not ready for my first kiss," I lie.

"You're 16, and haven't had a first kiss yet?"

"I'm saving," I say.

"For me?"

"I guess,"


Louis p.o.v.

I just got punched in the face And ran away from the girl I'm in love with. I know she doesn't know who I am, and she doesn't give a damn about me, but I love her. I know her personality, funny, weird, loud, lovable, sweet, loving, I could go on. I'm the only one that knows she has braces, and no, I am NOT a stalker, I'm just in a lot of her classes and I'm always in the shadows, or walking behind them to lunch.
Her friends are somewhat nice, besides Cody. She's a B-I-T-C-H. But Mona, Blu and Bella are always so nice, and are almost exactly like her.
Niall was in the group when they got beat up and I don't know if he's alright. That's why I yelled stop.
Niall is my best friend and has been since elementary, along with Harry, Liam and Zayn who ditched us in the first year of high school to be wannabe populars. We are sixteen. It's been two years. I don't miss them actually. Harry was obsessed with woman, flirting, boobs, and drinking girls to have sex, Zayn was obsessed with his hair, sleeping, and being an ass. Lastly, Liam cared to much, went through five girlfriends in one week.

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