I was grabbing my stuff out of my locker for the first period today. When I closed my locker Louis appeared beside me.
"What the fuck man!"
He chuckled. "What? Did I startle you?" He asked.
I put my hands up. "Look, man, I don't want any trouble. What happened yesterday was yesterday. I had to do it. You didn't stick with the deal. You asked me to remember?"
"I know. That's why I wanted to make a different deal with you." He said.
I shook my head. "No way. I'm not doing this again. Get the fuck away from me."
"At least hear me out Styles." He asked.
I thought about it. "Fine, go ahead."
"I want you to kiss Ashely in front of Anna." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"So that she wouldn't want to be with you anymore and I'll pay you." He said.
"No, I mean why do you want me to do this?" I questioned.
"I figured if I can't have her no one else should and I'm letting you off from about what happened yesterday and I'm willing to no tell anyone about you two."
"You don't know shit!" I spat.
"I know more than you think." He threatened.
"Look, I'm just trying to help you. You just using her anyway right?"
I stayed silent.
"Oh no. Don't tell me your falling in love with her Styles? For crying out loud she's your stepsister. You might as well let her down easy. You're a senior. When you graduate and go off to college you're going to leave her behind anyway."
I turned around, tired of listening to Louis's bullshit.
"And this little romance you have going on is illegal." He argued.
I scoffed. "Yeah so is kidnapping and rape."
"Ummm she came to my house and I didn't actually have sex with her." He argued.
"Yeah, but you did touch her. That's sexual assault. Plus, I still don't want to do it." I admitted.
"Come on styles. Don't be a bitch. I'm paying you and you get to kiss the hottest senior in school."
"Hardly." I scoffed.
I sighed. "How much are you paying me?" I asked.
I almost choked. "What!"
"You heard me. It's all yours if you go through with the deal."
"How do you even have that kind of money?" I asked.
"I have my ways." He smirked.
"Come on styles. Don't miss out on this opportunity." He reasoned.
"I can't," I stated.
"Styles, I know you want to. It's what's best for her. It's what's best for you."
"If I do this you promise that you won't lay a finger on her?" I asked.
"You have my word."
I gave in "fine, fuck, I'll do it."
He grinned. "Glad you came to your senses." He grabbed my hand and shook it. He leaned in and whispered.
"Don't make me have to do something you'll regret."
He let go of my hand and walked off.
I saw Ashely walking by with a bunch of other girls that I didn't know. The bell rang.
"Ashely wait!" I called.
She dismissed her friends and strutted over to me. I couldn't help but look down at her chest popping out of her pink tank top. Her baby blue, lace bra was visible.
"Yeah," she asked twirling a strand of her blond hair.
"Umm come with me please," I asked.
She didn't obligate and walked behind me. I walked her over to Anna's first period and leaned by the door.
She looked up at me and batted her eyelashes that I'm pretty sure was false.
I saw Anna walking this way. I crashed my lips onto Ashely. She responded quickly and started to make out with me.
I pulled away. Ashely looked over at Anna and smirked rubbing her hands up and down my chest.
I made eye contact with Anna and I quickly looked away. She looked as if she was about to cry. I had to do this...... for her.
"I can't believe you!" She shouted. She threw her books to the floor and ran off.
"Anna wait!" I called.
"Forget about her alright," Ashely said. "She's nobody," Ashely said.
I saw Louis looking at me down the hall.
"Right," I answered.
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"Baby girl It's alright to be jealous but, at least I know that if I wanted you I could have you." "As if." Believe me, this is not your typical good girl, bad boy story.