The Bad Boy (h.s.)

Detention

"Ok for you newbies, here are the rules, detention lasts for two hours, you can do homework, you may not eat in class, you can go on your phone or listen to music, you may not leave the room, you must be quite and behave. I will not be in here I will be in my room across the hall checking up on you guys every once in a while." The bald teacher had told us.

Seeing as it was only me and Harry in detention, it was going to be a nightmare. I turned to look out the big window to my right. Rain drops splattered onto the ground and splashed on the glass of the window.

In front of me I could see the big green chalk board with the word DETENTION written on it in all caps. Harry was sitting in the seat next to mine reading a book. I look over and saw him reading Of Mice And Men. I did not enjoy that book what so ever.

He noticed me looking and I turned away biting my lip afraid he caught me looking at him. "You better not do that."

"Do what?" I asked looking back at him.

"Bite your lip, you don't want me fucking you on the desk in detention do you?" My blood started boiling. My face turning  red.

"You would never ever in a million years end up with me. I don't know why you have to ruin everything." I stared out the window watching each droplet slide down the glass.

"Oh really? And why is that exactly?" His eyebrows went up eyeing me.

"Because Harry your an asshole, I don't date assholes." My voice was flat.

"What type of guys do you date then?" Curiosity in his voice.

"I haven't had a boyfriend, gone on a date, or anything like that so I don't know but what I do know is, you're definitely not it." My eyes were now on the desktop in front of me. Feeling embarrassed that I told Harry that. It was stupid of me to feel this way but I did. Having that feeling of no one ever wanting you in that way can make a person feel lonely.

I mean sure Harry might want me, but he wants me for sex. I want more then that. I want a relationship, something or someone to call my own. I want a passionate relationship like the ones you read in Austen novels. I know that's very unrealistic but is it so bad to hope for it?

"Really?" Disbelief in his voice.

"Yeah, really." He might not believe me but I didn't need him to anyways.

"Well that's crazy. Your sixteen and haven't experienced even a little taste of romance?" A chuckle coming out of his mouth.

"You know I don't think it's funny Harry." I glared at him feeling a little upset that he  was laughing about it.

"I didn't say it was, I'm just surprised is all," he says putting his hands up in defense.

"Have you even been in a relationship before? This is only my second day here and I have heard the things girls say about you," My mind goes back to one of Missy's friends telling me to stay away from Harry while I was washing my hands in the bathroom.

"Oh really? What did they say exactly?"

"That your a heart breaker... the type of guy that gets into a girls pants and then doesn't call them again." I had heard this from numerous girls chit chatting in the cafeteria.

"Well, I haven't found the one worth staying with. All of the girls at this school are surface level. All they care about is their looks. They aren't thinking anything about the future or what's last the border of Florence High."

I guess I could see what he was saying. Most of the girls I had met lived up to Harry's description but not all of them did. I didn't want to think about Harry or his search for his perfect girl so I plugged my headphones into my music player and cracked open my book.

I reread my page five times and still couldn't remember the words that were written. My thoughts were focused on Harry.

He was a perverted asshole that only cared about sex and making my life miserable. I need to stop wasting my thoughts on him.Why did he even stick up for me today? I felt the strange need today thank you to him for it so I did.

"Hey thanks for doing what you did today by the way."

"No problem." He looked at me, his eyes wide and a wild green.

"Why did you do that anyways?" My curiosity getting the best of me so I could have the burning question I'd been thinking about answered.

"Well first off, you're not a whore, second Missy gets on my fucking nerves, and lastly I don't want you to hate me forever." My cheeks turned rosy at the end of his statement.

He was definitely going to have some work to do if he didn't want me to hate him. In all honesty, I didn't really hate him, maybe just a strong dislike?

I hadn't realized I was staring at him until he coughed a little bit and I looked away. After our two hours was up we were aloud to leave. "H-hey do you need a ride home?"

"Yeah."

"Well I could give you a ride."

Should I accept his offer? I really didn't want to walk in the rain. "Thanks Harry."

I followed him out to his car. The rain drenching my hair and clothes. I splashed through puddles when running up to the passenger door.

He unlocked the car and we got in. He turned on the heater and we started to drive. After a awkward five minute car ride we were at my house. His car was in my drive way and he was walking me to my door.

"Oh you don't have to do that Harry I'm sure I can safely walk ten feet to my house." I chuckled and turned around.

"No it's ok, I want to." We walked up to my door and I was now facing him.

We were inches apart, I could feel his breath hit my face with each exhale. "Well uh t-thanks a-again. Ill see you at school."

I turned to open the door when I felt a hand on my wrist pull me back. "Wait I want to tell you something."

That's when the door opened and I was shocked to see my mother and father. They were looking at Harry and I, with his hand on my wrist.

"Oh hello, come inside dear it raining cats and dogs out here. Invite your friend in too." My mother smiled at him.

We walked in and took off our shoes. "Who is this?" My father asked his eyebrows going up eyeing Harry's tattoos.

"This is Harry, the boy I told you about on the phone who stuck up for me in class today."

"Oh well it's nice to meet you Harry, would you like to stay over for dinner?" My father asked a smile appearing on his face. Oh my, please say no.

"Sure I would love to."