I'm No Different.

Chapter 2

*HARRY'S POV*

I feel so bad for Ava because before I walked up to her in Topshop she was just struggling to open her wallet up. Pretty much everyone was giving her looks but I just felt pity for her. Her life must be so different and harder than everyone else's.

"Why did you have to be so rude?" I spat at Louis because how he was acting was very uncalled for.

"Come on mate, your seriously going to believe that lie she told you?" He asked raising an eye brow.

"Yes I am. She had a thick American accent and she didn't even once ask about One Direction. She probably has no idea who we are!" I threw my hands in the air.

"Oh. Do you fancy her?" Lou asked and I was taken back.

"I don't know Lou! I just met her like 10 minutes ago!" I laughed as I walked out of the car. "Bye lads!" I waved off and walked into my house and saw it was 5:01. Shit! I need to get ready!

*AVA'S POV*

I was currently sitting down and my mom was straightening my hair because clearly I can't do it. He said dress fancy so I picked out a cute dress with white on top and purple on the bottom with black pumps. *Outfit in External Link*

After my mom was finished my hair and makeup I heard the doorbell. I whipped my head around and saw it was 6:02. I grabbed my clutch with my only hand and hurried downstairs to see Matthew standing at the door eyeing Harry down. Matthew is 25, Kevin is 22 and I'm 19.

"Hi Harry. You can leave now Matt." I smiled at the both of them and Matt nodded.

"Be good to her." He pointed a stern finger at Harry and he nodded nervously.

"You look beautiful." He smiled and put a hand on the small of my back.

"Thank you." I smiled up at him. Even though I have one arm, I still feel beautiful tonight.

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"So tell me about yourself Ava." Harry smiled as we just ordered our drinks for the night.

"Well I am 19 years old, I just turned 19 last week and I'm 75% Italian and 25% Irish, and I was born in America. I love to surf but ever since I moved to London I can't because there is no ocean near by. I grew up living right next to the water and when I lost my arm I was about to give up when I competed in nationals and came in 1st." I smiled telling him a little part of me surfing.

"Wait so you surfed with only one arm? That's incredible!" He smiled and I nodded blushing.

"Yeah well my parents are die heart surfers and me and my best friend Alana lived right next to each other and every day at 7:00 a.m. We would wake up grab our boards and go into the water and refuse to come out until 7:00 at night." I smiled. I miss Alana so much I don't think anyone really understands. She was my best friend for my entire life and we still talk everyday. She knows things about me that my mom doesn't even know, vice versa.

"So you and Alana must be pretty close huh?" He asked and I nodded.

"Our parents used to call us mermaids. Now that I think of it, it was so stupid." I laughed as our drinks were served and we ordered our food.

"So tell me about you." I nodded at him and he smiled.

"Well my name is Harold Edward Styles and I'm from Cheshire, England; Holmes Chapel to be exact. I'm in a band with my four best mates, Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn called One Direction and yeah, we're pretty big." He smiled.

"One Direction aren't you that band with that Makes You Beautiful song?" I asked trying to think of the song name.

"What Makes You Beautiful? Yeah." He laughed and I looked down blushing.

"Yeah you could probably tell, I'm not really the music type. I would usually spend all of my free time in the water." I said kin of awkwardly.

"I could tell." He lighted up the mood.

"Listen Ava, I really hope we can become great friends. I would love to have you in my life." He smiled and totally friend zoned me but that okay.

"Me too." I nodded and he kept that cheeky smile on his face.

"Great." He nodded as our good came out and we started eating. That conversation with Harry made me think about my life. What would of happened if I never got in that shark attack and lost my arm? Would I have even moved across the globe? Would I be in the water right now and not on a date with Harry? Would I be hanging out with Alana and Noah surfing like there is no tomorrow?

"Hey you okay? You look a little bit pale?" He asked and I nodded.

"Just thinking." I smiled hoping he wouldn't ask anymore and thankfully he didn't.

*HARRY'S POV*

Oh Harry, why did you have to friend zone the girl? But from the looks of it, she needed a good friend to help her out. Plus I wouldn't want to put her through anything with the fans and the paps. I know how harsh the fans can be and with Ava's missing arm, they will be 10x more mean. When we were just walking into the restaurant I could see paps from the corner of my eye and I would love to see what story they come up with this time..

Just talking to Ava I could see how down-to-earth she is and I just know she could never hurt someone. But I really want to know the story about how she got her arm taken away because all she told me was, 'I was surfing and it happened'. But if she doesn't want to tell me I have to respect that.

When we finished our meal I paid and grabbed her hand lacing our fingers together and taking a walk.

"So Ava, if you don't want to tell me this story, you don't have too but what is the story behind your missing arm?" I asked seating us at a park bench a little further away from the restaurant.

"No no, I'll tell you. Okay so one day I was with Alana, my dad and Matthew, my brother and we were surfing a few weeks before regionals and Alana and I were just talking. She was sitting on her board and I was laying on my stomach with my arm in the water. I guess there were fish or something where we were because the shark came out of no where and bit my arm off. I didn't go underwater-thank god-and my dad and Matthew got me back onto the shore and Alana called 911. The doctors said that my composure saved my life because I lost over half of my blood." She finished looking down the entire time.

Wow, that is some story and just by the way she was telling it, I knew she was telling the truth. She looked up and into my eyes and all I saw was truth, no lies.

That must of been the scariest moment of her life for her, being on the verge on dying because of a damn shark. I heard about shark attacks before but I would of never thought I would actually meet a victim of one.

"I'm so sorry." I apologized and and shook her head.

"No I'm sorry, I probably shouldn't of told you that. Every time I tell someone all the do is laugh at me and tell me I'm lying when I'm telling the 100% truth." She sniffed and I brought her into a hug. She squeezed me with the one arm she had and I pulled her closer to me. I don't want Ava feeling pain any longer, she had suffered enough.

"Come on, let me get you home. We can hang out tomorrow." I smiled at her and she nodded standing up grabbing her clutch and sticking it upset her arm as I had her hand in mine. I know I'm a man and I shouldn't cry but I just feel like I want to seeing Ava struggle with her only arm.