'It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.'
I read the line from
The fault in our stars
over and over then, I compared it too my life. my heart has been broken so many times and none of were a privilege. people played with my heart as if it were a toy, people threw my heart around like dirty clothes. Kick my emotions around like I have a million dollars they can steal from me if they kick hard enough. my dad abuses me. my mom left from my dad abusing her. all this shit in my life. I take a bite of my sandwich.
"Hey." A brown curly haired guy with green eyes sat across from the empty table new population:2
"Hey." I said plainly putting my sandwich back on the plate.
"What you doing here all alone?" He asks smiling big and bright, tilting his head.
"What are you doing here?" I snap tilting my head mimicking him.
"Just trying to make friends. whatcha reading?" He asks taking my book.
"Nothing!" I said snatching my book back
"Well, not nice to snatch is it, love?" He asks giggling
"Your annoying as fuck." I say and grab my bag. I throw all my food away with the sandwich I only took a bite out of and walked away. that bloody twit followed.
"Come on darling what's wrong?" He asks.
"They fact that you fucking brat won't leave me alone." I mumble.
"Well, someone's PMSing." he says stopping and I turn on my heels and look at the curly haired green eyed boy dressed in an white shirt with a black leather jacket and black skinny jeans.
"For your fucking information it's none of your damn fucking business if I'm PMSing you annoying twat mind your own damn bloody business." I say walking into his face pointing my finger at him.
"Damn." he says
"You're hot when you get angry." he continues laughing
"I will cut off your balls and feed them too you." I say
He stands there wide-eyed staring at my then covers his crotch
"DAMN YOU FUCKING PYCHO THAT WOULD HURT." He shouts and I break into laughter then he joins me.
"What's your name?" He asks
"Violet." I say and he smiles.
"I'm Harry, Harry Styles, here's my cell. I have yours." he says
"How the fuck do you-" I start
"I have my ways Vi-Zi." he cuts me off.
"Vi-Zi?" I ask.
"Yea, Vi for Violet, Zi for Zimmerman." he says
"Damn you freaky bloody stalker." I say
"Hey I know my people." he winks then walks away.
Harry Styles. Harry fucking Styles. I know I'm going to hate Harry Styles he's the most annoying twat here. but, he's the only one I know. That fucking twat touched my book. a mother fucker going to die again because,
I
Hate
Mother
Fucking
Harry
Styles
(A/N)
1ST CHAPTER WOO HOO
It gets better we going to have some romance up in where? Up in here! :D
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Broken girl (h.s)
RomanceI hate life. I hate people. I'll sit alone at lunch reading my favorite book The fault in our stars I would never be a girl who believes in 'prince charming' 'lady in the tramp' 'true love' all of that Fucking mushy gushy shit. I hate it. I hide my...
