A choice

A choice. Chapter one.Wake me up when its all over

WRITERS NOTES Just so you know this is my first fanfiction and I'm a horrible writer and I'm young and dumb but I'll try my best and I don't think anybody will read this but If you do thanks.

GRACES POV. Chapter one
*Beep beep beep* Ugh its morning already I just want to sleep oh well I don't take that long to get ready just five more minuets *presses snooze button* "wake up grace your gonna be late to work" said Melissa (Melissa is my BFF/roommate) "but I don't want to." "grace if you don't get up I will pour ice cold water on you I swear"  said Melissa. "fine I'm getting up just don't pour water on me." I jump out of bed put some black skinny jeans. a black hat with black high heels well not really high heels I don't know what there called I got them at a garage sell a black purse with a white shirt with small little black dogs designs on it. I make some fried eggs and eat fast. then I brush my hair throw on my hat. brush my teeth mouthwash put deodorant and some light brown eye shadow on mascara a little bit of foundation and dark red lipstick (I don't like to wear a lot of makeup)grab my purse and walk out the door. I can't afford a car so I ride my mint green vintage bike that I got at a garage sell. ( I have a tight budget). 15 minutes I arrive at Starbucks where I work I buy a coffee and get to work taking orders.
It's only been 10 minuets and I already want to leave. I really want to have a music career I always loved music my dad has a great voice but he doesn't share it. to be honest I don't want to end up like him. just a normal dad. well he wasn't that normal my mom got pregnant with me when she was 19 they both had to quit college and my dad had to watch me and my mom worked and like I said my mom had to pursue her dream of dancing we moved a lot for her, I was born in Florida and when I was two moved to England stayed there until I was 5 then to chigago until I was was six then my parents got a divorce then when  I was seven and she left me and my dad to pursue her dream in dancing and when that didn't work out she married a super rich soccer player named john he was the usual hot rich guy super vane and an absolute jerk. and I haven't seen my mom in 10 years. And I've lived and Seattle ever since
"Excuse me" a thick british accent said. " um hello sorry I was just caught in my thoughts what would you like?" . "I would like a strawberry and cream frap" said the curly haired and honestly perfect super hot face. "yes sir that will be 3.98" as I look into his eyes that you could just drown in then I realized I was looking in his eye for like a minute I immediately look away. and what is your name. "harry Harry styles." " ok it will be done in just a minute".

at least I know his name harry harry styles I wonder why he told me his last name oh well I like that name it's nice very nice he looks familiar but from where? Oh well oh his drink is done. "Harry Harry Harry styles? is there any harry styles?" All a sudden girls start screaming Harry "omg it's ha ha har Harry Harry styles"

says well more like screams a girl that looks about 13 with way to much makeup then he runs up and grabs his drink and leaves with about 4 girls chasing him. who is this Harry styles and why does he look so familiar?. (There's a picture of my room me and what I'm wearing)