Far from good

1.Far from good

"Ariel, come on we're going to be late!!!!!" My sister, Brittany, shouted from down stairs.
I rushed and grabbed my my hand bag and threw on my black heels that were laying next to the door of my room.

We were going to my cousins art show. It was his first show and he begged us to come.

I took one last look in my full length mirror, and my strappless black dress clung to my boby, making my curves stand out. My makeup making my face look flawless, it was complete with smokey eye shadow, winged eye liner, and red lipstick. I looked great.

I walked down the stairs to my awaiting sister. She was normally the one who took forever to get ready, but I guess she was in a hurry.
She stood with her hands on her hips as she gave me the 'dont you dare make me late' stare. Her green eyes staring into my soul. Her long dark hair was cascaded on her shoulders in loose curls.
"Are you ready yet princess?" she asked sarcastically.
"Yes Brit. Sorry I took so long." I stated as i rolled my blue eyes.

She grabbed her keys, and we headed towards her white Lexis that was parked in our drive way.
Once we arrived I realized why she was in such a hurry. Her boyfriend Alex was standing leaning on his car waiting for us.
I searched for any sign of my cousin, or brother.
I found my brother, and as i walked up to him his gaze fell from me to someone standing behind me.
I heard whoever was behind me whistle.
"Hey gorgous why don't you come over here? I'm worth your time." i spun around in search of the guy who said those words. His large grin on his face gave him away. I took in his features, long dark curly hair, that was flopped up in a quiff, large peircing emerald eyes, deep dimples, and... Tattoos.. He was denfinatly very attractive. I changed my direction towards him. I don't like when guys just call out to what ever girl they want that night, and just think they could use us, we have feelings, and it's not right. I stood in front of him, looking up at him, he was taller than I thought.
"What did you just say to me!?" I threatened through my teeth, not wanting to cause a seen in the middle of my cousins art show. He took what I said in shock. Not thinking that was going to come from my mouth. He must not get questioned a lot. He regained from his shocked state, and just smirked.
"I said." he said quietly as he leaned towards my ear.
"I'm worth your time. I can show that pretty face of yours what fun is." he wispered in my ear. I pulled back in discust.
"Manwhore." I said as I turned to walk away. I felt a tight grip wrap around my wrist, my blood starting to boil. Me and my brother were the ones to watch when people made us mad. It just took a lot for me to get mad. But for Charlie, it took nothing. People think of me as the 'good girl' cuz I can control my anger. But truth is, I'm far from good.
"Let go of my wrist." I said not bothering to turn around. I intently kept an eye on my brother, who looked pissed at the seen taking place in front of him.
When it came to things like this, Charlie had a real short temper. He had a short temper in general, but when it came to other pirks and his little sisters, it took less than a second for him to get pissed.
"Why should I?" He questioned.
"Cuz if you don't your gonna get yourself if some trouble that you denfinatly won't want to be in."i said snapping my head towards him.
"And what are you going to do about it?" He asked again, a slight smirk growing in his face.
"Do you really want to see what Im going to do?" I said staring into his perfect green eyes.
"Let the fuck go of my little sister, before I kill you!" Charlie yelled to the curly headed guy.
"Ha! And uh why should I?" He questioned Charlie.
"If I was you, I would let go of my sister you little cunt, before I bash your head in right now!" Charlie yelled, increasing the volume of his voice while stepping closer to the mystery guy. Charlie brought his fist up and slammed it against the guys cheek. He fell back, while letting go of my wrist.
I rubbed my wrist as soon as it was released. Thats gonna bruise. He quickly got up and looked at Charlie, then glancing at me. I could tell he has a short temper too. But he just messed with the wrong people. My brother never lost a fight, no matter what.
He took a step towards me, and my brother grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him.
"Charile! Don't do anything stupid! I'm not picking you up from the station again! Charlie just leave him, he's not worth the trouble..." I spoke trying to get my brother out of the situation he was currently about to get himself into.
The male that had recently got punched in the face, looked at me in shock.
"Again? Well I guess if your little sister has an ass like that, it would be pretty hard not to get in fights all the time. But hey mate, she does have a nice body, thats for sure. I mean, she has to be a dancer, or something." Okay I've has enough of this, I pushed Charlie away, and approched the curly haired male. I gently placed my hands on his shoulders, and just looked at him. "Ariel, what are you doing?" Charlie and Brittany questioned in unision. He pressed his hands on my hips, and leaned in for a kiss.
Once his eyes were closed, I brought my knee up to his crotch as hard as I could. He instantly fell to the ground and curled up into a fetal postion holding his hands on his area trying to take away the pain.
"Bloody cunt." I said as I walked away. My brother smiling, as if he wanted to say, 'I taught you well'. Brittany on the other hand looked disapointed, she never thought it was 'lady like' to get into fights. But I can't help it, if someone makes me mad, I'm going to hit them, not walk away. Thats where me and Brittany are different.

"Harry. Are you okay? I'm sorry for my cousins behavior!!" my cousin came over to help Harry up from the floor.
"Yea. I'm fine. Thanks Andrew." Harry said while looking at me. He was not happy, oh well..
Andrew came over to me and Charlie, and just looked at us as if he wanted us to know that was something, or someone we shouldn't have messed with.
"Hi Andrew. The art looks great." Charlie and I said together trying to get him to forget about what happened.
"Hey guys. Ariel, can we have a word please?" Andrew said to me, as he lightly gripped my forearm. He looked at the guy telling him to come with us.
"Whats up Drew?" I said, calling him by his nick name that everyone called him. Most peolple thought his name was actually Drew..
"Ariel, this is Harry. My new neighbor." he said.
"Oh. Your new neighbor." i said looking in Harry's direction.
"Yes, he just moved to the U.S, from England." Drew said. I love England, it seems sooo perfect... I've always wanted to go there someday.
"And Hazza, this is my lovely, talented cousin, Ariel." Drew said. "talented? What do you do?" Harry asked. "uh. Im a background dancer for like famous people. Right now i just finished tour with Bruno Mars."I said.
"You dance professionally?" He asked.
"Yes."I said to him.
"You must be a pretty good dancer then."He said. "Yea I guess Im pretty good." I said a slight blush creeping its way on my cheeks, turning them a slight pick shade. "Are you kidding?!! She was named one of the best dancers in the country!!!" Drew said.

Me and Harry carried on a conversation for the rest of the time. He seemed pretty nice.
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I was at my studio just practicing my dancing when the front door opened and a tall male figure walked in. ignoring who ever came in I continued with my dancing.
I finished with the dance I was working on, and the person started clapping.
I looked over there to see who it was. when I saw the green orbs shining bright I knew exactly who it was.
Harry.
"Hey. howd you know this is where i would be?" i asked as i approached him.
"Drew said you would be here." he said as looked into my eyes.
"Oh so you were asking about me huh?" i questioned.
"Maybee." he said back.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him again. wow im just full of questions today.
"Um well, I was going to see if, umm if you maybe wanted to, uh maybe if you wanted to maybe like go and like get some coffee with uh me?" he asked. a blush sneaking its way onto his face. wait is he asking me out!?
"I dont want to be just another one night stand. sorry." i said as i turned away.
"No please wait! what makes you think your just a one night stand?" he asked me as he jogged after me.
"Well, you just seem like the kind of guy that just leads girls on just to have sex with them, then as soon as you get what you want, you totally forget about them." i said to him as I gathered my stuff up so I could go home and get a shower and sleep.
"Ouch. that was kinda harsh. but yes ive had my fair share of one night stands, but its different with you. i promise." he said following me around as i cleaned up my studio. i hated leaving it a mess.
"Why is it soo different with me?" i questioned as i turned around so i was facing him.
"Because i, i. uh i like you okay. i really really like you and thats why i asked you out. not cuz i just want to get in your pants, i just like you." He said looking deeply into my eyes.
"You like me? why?" i asked. no one likes me.
"Because your beautiful, funny, confident, and your not afraid to kick someones ass if they disrespect you." he said.
"How do i no your not just saying that so i will go out with you?" i asked him..
"Cuz i dont ask one night stands to get coffee with me at 10 o'clock in the morning." He said back.
"Fine. but only coffee. nothing more." I said giving in to his green orbs that stared into my blue ones.