Reasons - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

                                                                       Prologue

                                                                            2010

   I could not believe it. Summer break was in a week. Almost time to leave behind this horrible year of bullying, and of torture. Nobody could ruin my happy mood today, or so I thought.

   As I went up the stairs to my locker, I tried to not make eye contact with them, with... him. 

   The ring leader of my pain, of my suffering, of my horrible year, him and his little "clique" of his jock friends. Ever since my mother had to move here from Chicago just three months ago, those three months have been nothing but a pain, The constant bullying of him and his friends, the repetitive teasing but worst of all, them being so mean and making everyone turn against me. I have absolutely nobody.

   I can see why they picked me as their prey. I mean, I'm not a stick like half the girls at our school, I'm a little pudgy, but not obese. I'm definitely not pretty. I don't wear make-up as my mother won't let me because she says I have 'natural beauty'. Yeah right. She has no idea about how mean people are to me, nor will she ever find out. Or at least not until we move to New York in two weeks.

   I make it to my locker safely, until I hear his voice, the one I always dread to hear. I try to grab my books quickly and turn the other way to go to class. I was already late as it is.

   As I turn around I see the rest of his little "group" of boys standing there so I can't pass through. I then come face to face with him. He's leaning against my locker with an evil smirk on his face. 

   "What do you want Harry?" I mumble not really in the mood to be verbally abused.

     "Oh Mallory, why the sad face?" He says, looking at me with big eyes and his bottom lip pouted out.

   "Can I just get to class please?" I say, annoyance crystal clear in my tone. "How about we deal with this at lunch?"

   "Is that a date?!?" Harry asks while putting a hand on his heart and pretending to swoon.

   "Ew no, of course not!" I spat with disgust.

   "Good." He said while getting closer, the annoying, cheeky Harry turned into a mad, dark Harry. "Because nobody would EVER date you. You're ugly, fat and a total reject so don't tell me when I get to chat with you," He slams my books down with his right hand and takes another step forward. We are dangerously close now our noses are almost touching, he then leans into my right ear and whispers "because I call the shots around here."

   And with that him and his clique disappeared. Tears threatened to escape my eyes, I quickly brushed the pained feeling in my heart off and bit my tongue to fight back my tears. "Four more days after today, then you'll be gone to another city Mallory, and you'll never have to see hiim again." I whispered to myself.

   Little did I know, this is not the last time I'd be seeing him.

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