headmaster styles.

The Bad-Ass & The Lady Killer

I cleared my throat and couldn't help the growing smile on my face. "So? Do you guys want to go in?" I asked and they didn't even say anything, and just walked in the house. All except for Harry.

"Ah," he put his hand on my hip and I smirked at him, "Alone at last."

"Nah uh, richie. You're coming with me. Ain't no way in hell am I leaving you alone with her." Malina came walking outside and grabbed Harry by the arm, yanking him into the house.

"M. I just want to say that I love the hell out of you." I laughed, walking beside her as Harry walked behind us.

"I know. Without me, you'd be nothing. Literally," she said, so straightforward.

"You'll love the hell out of her but you won't love the hell out of me?" I heard Harry whisper and I let Malina walk into the dining room with the others. When she stopped, I told her to keep walking.

I grabbed Harry's arm and pushed him until his back met the hard wall, making him look at me shocked. But then I pinned his hands to the wall with mine and he gave me another dirty smirk.

"Fuck, Ana. You're going to make me strip you," he groaned out and I smiled.

"I won't let that happen unless we're back at Dahm." I laughed and he cocked an eyebrow, trying to move his hand but I pinned them down harder.

"That can be arranged, Miss Greene," he chuckled and I leaned towards him a little. "Ugh. I want to kiss the hell out of you right now, bébé."

"I know you do," After I said that, I lifted myself up on my tiptoes and kissed his jaw, sending kisses up to his ear and opening my mouth so that my breath would linger on his skin. "But I guess that will just have to wait."

In a moment of weakness, he grabbed my hands in his and pulled me closer. "Or maybe I can just kiss you without you wanting me to... Like I did last night."

"Hey, lovebirds. The wife and the boyfriend are starting to worry..." Malina whispered as she poked her head over the side of the wall, "Now get the hell in here before I beat his ass, Anastasia."

I smiled and walked into the dining room, Harry following behind me. "I'd like to see her try to kick my ass," Harry muttered and Malina immediately stopped walking.

"What was that?" she turned her head slightly and Harry laughed, "You don't believe I can do it, can you?"

"No." Harry laughed again and I bit my lip. Honey, you are dead wrong.

Malina popped her neck and turned towards him, "I'll beat you right here, right now. I don't care who sees."

Then Penelope decided to chime in, and as soon as Malina saw her, she glared. And if looks could kill, Penelope would be six thousand feet under.

"Over my dead body," Penelope snapped and Malina arched her jaw.

"Alright. I'm flexible." She went to lunge for Penelope, but Niall grabbed Malina's hips, immediately making her settle, "Boy, I will-"

"Hush baby. Nobody is hurting anyone," he said calmly and I smiled at her. She might actually be letting a guy touch her and all, and she's not fooling anyone with that fake glare.

"I thought you'd rather sleep?" I asked Niall.

And without looking away from Malina he said, "Well maybe I can make an exception with this one."

Malina then opened her mouth to say something, but she just blushed and looked down, "I don't know you. You don't know me. We can't do that... This.... How do you know that you want to spend time getting to know me?"

"Look at you," he muttered and she smiled.

"Come with me. I want to get to know you." She grabbed his hand and his mouth dropped as she took him outside by the pool.

"I'm going to use the restroom," Penelope said and Brazton nodded his head.

"Me too," he said and then they both left the room, once again, leaving me and Harry alone.

"So..." his breath met my ear, "How about that kiss now?"

"Alright." I sighed and turned towards him.

"Are.. Are you serious?" he licked his lips and I nodded my head.

"Just don't make it so long.." he pressed his lips to mine and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his hands on my lower back and I let out a low groan when he began to slide his lips over mine; again and again. He slanted his mouth over mine and kissed me deeper, shifting his weight onto me so he would have to hold me up. He dug his fingers into my back and ran his tongue over my bottom lip.

"There," he pulled his mouth from mine and ran the back of his hand over his wet mouth, looking satisfied with himself, "You sure do know what a kiss is, babe." He chuckled.

But, unable to help myself, I put my hands on his cheeks, making him lean forward again.

"I see you beg for more?" He bit his lip and I nodded.

I kissed him and he instantly took over, making sure that he had a grip on me before kissing me harder.

"Now I get why you two want to be alone." Malina had walked back into the dining room and I pulled my lips from Harry's, looking at her.

"And alone is what we will be," Harry grated and she glared at him again.

"What's going on?" we all looked to the doorframe to see Brazton, and Penelope standing behind him.

I pulled from Harry's grip and he completely turned away from me, running his hand down his face.

"Nothing." I shook my head.

"You call that nothing?" Malina laughed and Penelope walked in front of Brazton.

"Shutup," I said to Malina and she cocked an eyebrow.

"What is she talking about, Anastasia?" Penelope asked and I looked down, trying to stutter an excuse out.

"You don't know?" Malina snapped and Penelope looked back at me, "Bitch, she done did stole your ma-"

Harry lunged for Malina and covered her mouth with his hand. "Shh. Blondie is just having a little bit of a meltdown. That's all," he muttered through his teeth and Penelope looked back at me.

"What the hell?" Malina yelled once she pried Harry's hand off, "Tell me what the hell is going on!"

"What's wrong?" Niall walked in, and then Harry grabbed me and Malina, shoved Niall outside and dragged us out with him.

"I swear to God. If you do not shut the hell up in the next 2.5 seconds, I am going to lose my fucking mind," Harry breathed out to Malina and she crossed her arms.

"I guess we should tell them now?" I asked Harry and he sighed.

"Yeah I guess." He ran his fingers through his hair and they both looked at us questioningly.

"You see... You thought Harry and I were dating but we can't because, well... Penelope is engaged to Harry..." I muttered, and before I could say anything else, Malina and Niall both stormed into the house and towards Penelope.