relatable oneshots

im being sold to wHO?!

i wake up at 8:65 pm like i always do. time to get ready for school i guess. i throw my gigantic blanket off of me and walk towards the bathroom. except i don't actually have a bed. stupid mum.

i put my very long, naturally purple hair, short hair into a messy bun and tape it there so it stays. i stare at my reflection in the mirror. i have crystal blue eyes and beautifully long eyelashes and a button nose and full lips and rosy cheeks and just overall a great face. too bad im ugly. nobody will ever love me. i start crying

just then my little sister screams my name from downstairs "y/n!" i don't even know why i have to listen to her. i roll my eyes and backflip down the stairs.

just then you'll never believe what happened. not ever. not even in a bajillion whole 365 day years. i saw him. there he was. with long, curly, chestnut hair that framed his elegant face. he had a strong jawline and orbs that pierced mine coldly. i could feel the tension in the room. i almost couldn't breathe.

"hello there y/n" his deep voice echoed gracefully in my empty head.

"h-h-h-h-h-harry s-st-styles" i embarrassingly stutter. ugh i'm so quirky. i turn to look at my mum who's standing right next to the very guy i've looked up to since i found out he also likes graham crackers. "mum whats mr. harry styles doing here?!?!!?!!!?!???!" i can't believe her. i look atroshus right now and she's embarrassing me. ugh i hate her. she's always smoking cocaine and hits me.

"y/n go pack up your shit" tears spill uncontrollably from my emerald green orbs. "b-b-b-but w-w-why?! how could you do this to me?!?" she slaps me across my radiant face. "i need to pay the bills somehow. harry styles here gave me two packs of hubba bubba chewing gum in exchange for you so you have to behave"

before i even have the chance to say anything harry styles grabs me by my three inch waist and literally throws me over his broad manly shoulders. "p-p-put me d-down!" i yell at him. but it doesn't work. "shut up" he says in a very thick britich accent. i listen.

we walk outside the house and he puts me in his car. it's the most expensive car you can think of. "wow he must be so rich" i think to myself. "i am" he says back. wait what. oh no did i say that out loud?! i'm such an embarrassing klutz.

"w-w-where are you taking me harry styles?" "that's too advanced. just call me 'arry. taking you to your new house" my heart flutters like a million moth wings. "you're so beautiful y/n" "no im not, hairy. im so ugly. nobody will ever love me. i get bullied at school all the time and my mum hates me" "but y/n i- i love you" i can't believe he stuttered! he must be as nervous as i am! i never thought this moment would come. i feel so happy. "i love you too"

we speedily speed off to his huge mansion. i cant even believe my own eyes. it looks like a castle!! we walk inside the ginormous house and he leads me upstairs to show me my new room. it's so beautiful. the walls are a very light pink and i have so many clothes in my huge closet. i even have a bed!

"thank you so much airy!" i jump excitedly into his arms and we hug. maybe i'll finally be happy here. nobody will bully me anymore.

i told hary all about what my mum did and then she went mysteriously missing after that. i lived happily ever after with heri for the rest of my life. i couldn't be any more happy

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please dont take this seriously. simply for shits and giggles because i have nothing better to do. this is my way of helping me get over writer's block