Rooftop Dreamers

Chapter One

My family's "cozy" house lay before the deep woods of our home, Pennsylvania. Cozy is the word my parents like to use to mean too small to even fit a twin bed into the cupboard I call a room- and no, this is not the story about how I defeat Voldie and take home Hermione.
This is the story of how I fell off the slanted roof of our cozy house and landed into the arms of Harry Styles .
Don't get me wrong, I had nothing against Harry.
Nobody ever did.
He just wasn't my type and I wasn't his.
Ripped jeans, a fierce attitude, a sarcastic mouth, and dangerous black hair just didn't mix with valedictorian, gentleman, polite, Harry.
That the way it has been and it's the way it always will be.

My mom was screaming at my father and my dad was ignoring her while watching golf. My brother was in his room with the headphones on ignoring them both. And there I was without a place in this house. I couldn't escape through loud music or a flashing screen. I didn't have it in me to get angry over the tiniest things, so I mostly spaced out.

It wasn't always this way. We used to be a family. A family of five. A family that didn't need to find ways of escaping each other. My way of escape used to be to space out, until I discovered the rooftop. I was usually up careful up there, but today I slipped. I didn't scream, I wasn't even scared. When you are flying through the air the way I was all normal fears seem to slip away. Until your nestled into the arms of a boy who smells softly of coconut and smoke do your anxieties all rush back in a wave. Or in this case a tsunami.

Hi guys! Thank you so much for reading this book. As you can see the writing is a bit weird, but I promise it's just an introduction. The next chapter will pick up with normally with her in his arms... Any way, please, please ,please tell me what you think. My other wattpad books never did very well and I've kind of lost hope. Hopefully this time it'll be restored:)