Forbidden Love

Chapter 1.

*Nicole POV*

Monday. It's Monday. I get out of bed, the cold air hitting me.

I know, I know. People hate Mondays. But they're actually okay.

I try to look at the positive side of things, I really do. So therefore, Mondays aren't too awful.

Grabbing a towel, undies, and a bra, I head to my bathroom.

So, we're kinda rich. Alright, not kinda, we are rich.

And I'm not meaning to brag, I could care less if I'm rich or not.

I turn on the hot water and set my things on the rack beside my shower.

As soon as I get in the shower, I wake up a lot more.

Morning showers are just the best, am I right? Well I love them anyways.

I scrub my hair and body, rinse off, then get out.

My mom has already left by now, leaving for her job.

Her job is from 6 am - 9:30 pm and sometimes, she goes on business trips.

I dry off my body, and dry my long, brown hair, now smelling of vanilla.

I smile at the scent, it's my favorite.

I slip on my undergarments and pick out some clothes.

Since its April, and school is almost over, I pick out something for warmer weather.

I pick out some white shorts, and a bright peach colored shirt with some sparkly sandals.

'Pretty cute.' I think to myself, posing in the mirror.

I curl my hair and apply my usual amount of makeup; eyeliner, mascara, lipgloss.

It's now 7:10. I go downstairs and fix me some cereal

After I finish my cereal, I head out the door, on my way to school.

..

On the walk there, I take a shortcut, going through a street that's not very busy.

As I'm walking, I hear the sound of a cigeratte lighter being flicked.

I look to see where the sound came from.

I see a boy, around my age. With crazy curly hair and too many tattoos to count.

He has piercings in his eyebrow, lip, nose.

He's wearing a dark tank top with some baggy-ish pants.

I watch as he hollows his cheeks, sucking in the nicotine from the cigarette.

Then I watch him exhale, swirls of smoke blowing out.

He's beautiful. Yes, he looks like a bad ass boy; which makes him even hotter.

He's staring right at me, a smirk on his pierced face, bringing the cigarette up to his mouth once more inhaling, deeply.

Staring into my eyes the whole time, only meters away, leaning up against an old abandoned building. Then he exhales, the smoke making an 'O' shape.

Cool.

I break away from the trance, and start on my way walking, felling his eyes on me the whole time.

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*at school*

"Hey Jen!" I say, hugging my best friend of 12 years.

"What's up Nicole?" She asks

"Nothing out of the ordinary" I say. 'Excpet I met a bass ass hot boy today' I think to myself.

"You look like your hiding something." She says suspiciously.

"Listen, call me after school, okay?" I say

"Oh yeah, cause you won't text me during class Ms.Goody." She teases

"Whatever." I reply laughing. She always jokes around with me.

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*after school*

I walk down the same way I came to school.

' okay, no signs of punk boy.' I think aloud

"Looking for me?" A deep accent says.

I turn around and there he is, looking hot as ever.

..

Okay, so this is my new story.

You know, I just think punk harry is sexy af.

But I'm still not finished with 'Heart Attack' but I just wanted to start a new one.

Pleasee comment & vote if you like.

I'll update chapter 2 ASAP.

Thanks!

~Parker