hi guys this is the Author. The last fan fic i had to delete, but im back with a new one.
so yeah, Sophia michelle and Harry styles.
This is gonna be good.
Song for this chapter : 5sos-18
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Sophia
"Sophia! you stupid girl! what did i say about that dress?" my father screams at me, the vein popping out of his neck.
"Harold, (AN/ NOT HAROLD STYLES DUHH )the dress is fine-" my mom was cut off. "its too skimpy."
"no dad, it isn't. and i don't appreciate you calling me a stupid gir-" my dad cuts me off now.
"You don't appreciate me calling me what you are? Don't you dare talk to me that way!" he raises his hand and i felt a stinging in my right cheek.
I fall to the floor clenching my cheek with my hand.
"Harold! she doesn't deserve that! she's expressing what she felt and you result in hitting her? she's my daughter as well."
"you're absolutely right, I'm sorry but she deserved that. i told her the dress was not to my liking but, she wore it anyway" he glares at me then walks away. my mom kneels down next to me.
"Honey, it going to be okay." i look up at her with blood shot eyes and puffy cheeks.
"why did he hit me mom? I-i was only telling him how i felt. why do i get punished for telling the truth?" i whisper to her.
"i know baby, just listen to him next time he says something. I don't want him snapping one day and hurting you even worse.
"now go change i don't want you to get hurt. again." i nod and stand up.
I run up the stairs to my bedroom. I swing open my door and am welcomed to the baby blue colored walls, the white desk in the corner and my favorite, the pink satin bed sheets with many white pillows.
I walk over to my drawer and pull out a slightly differently dress. it was a little bit low cut and the bottom half looked like a skater skirt. It was a soft pink and it had a small white bow in the back.
I opened another drawer and pulled out a pair of white thigh high socks. the dress stopped at mid thigh so the socks would make it better i guess.
i quickly ran over to my closet and pulled on a pair of black flats.
I run back downstairs and am met with my parents staring at me. My dad shaking his head in approval of my dress causing me to nod to confirm.
" go out to the car and wait i need to call Mr. styles and confirm he'll be here tomorrow to make sure you're okay." my father spoke sternly. once again i nodded and grabbed my phone from the little table that was right by the door.
i walked out to the car and stood up against the car door.
"Okay Harry, see you tomorrow, goodbye."
The car door unlocked and i hopped in. I'm 19 years old i don't understand why i need a stupid babysitter.
I don't mind being around Mr.Styles though. he's so handsome. His beautiful emerald eyes and thick brown curls that fall just right down his face.
Not to mention his body is so toned and he was so fit, he's perfect.
"shut up Sophia, you're a child, he wont be interested in a child."
we pulled up the dining place. I spotted one fimilar silver car. it caught my eye, but i let the memory quickly fade away from my mind when we walked inside.
We sat down and i just sat and texted Justin, while my parents talked to "family friends". Justin is my best friend. he's extremely attractive but, not as attractive as Mr.Styles.
Justin had short, dirty brown hair icy blue eyes and really white teeth. Justin is also gay, so nothing will ever happen between us.
Suddenly, i got a notification saying i received a text message. It was odd because it was Mr.Styles. he would barley ever text me.
Mr.Styles: can't wait to see you tomorrow babygirl ;) xxh
My facial expression dropped at that pet name he gave me. What was going to happen,
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HIIIIIII guys its my new fan fic y'all hope you enjoy chapter 1:)
Ill update tomorrow
xoxo
