Still the one *Harry Styles fanfiction*

HELLO MY CHILDREN!

********Ok, ok , ok, ok, ok so this is my very first fanfic!! WOOHOO! I was just rlly rlly bored so my friends and I wrote it! If it sux as bad as u guys say, then I'll delete it. If you actually like it, then I'll be SUPER happy and continue this fanfic :) Also, if u guys have anything to say about my writing, or how the story is going, please tell me your honest opinion. I CAN TAKE THE HATE! Also, it will help me improve my writing, and that would be really helpful, so please DO NOT hold back :) Hope you guys enjoy!!! -SpongeBoob :))*********

-----Quick reminder: This story may contain material that is overly mature for children 12 and under. The content may include PG-13 rated scenes. I just wanted to tell you guise before you start reading incase it is too extreme. I'll try my hardest to keep out scenes like this, but I cannot promise any of this because some of it has to do with the story plot. If the story is too inappropriate in any way, I just want to say sorry, and I don't mean to offend anyone. Also this is COPYRIGHTED, so don't get any ideas. Have fun reading! No more interruptions, I promise! :) Anyways... 3, 2, 1.... GOOOOO!!!-----

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Have you ever had that one friend that never left your side? The one who stuck with you through thick and thin? The one who helped you with the beatings, name calling, and bullying? He was the one that gave you that really cute nickname and would always lighten up the mood. Well, for me, that was Harry.

Let me introduce myself...

Hi. I'm Olivia. I go by Olive but you can call me whatever the fuck you want because I honestly don't give two shits. I have naturally light brown hair, my eyes are bright blue, and I'm 5'8". I guess you could say I was your average pretty girl.

I'm 18. My birthday is February 2nd and I was born and raised in Holmes Chapel, Cheshire I was born with an incredibly sexy British accent, which I still have and my parents are divorced.I'm an only child unless you count my asshole of a step brother, Jimmy.

My favorite color is blue and I have a strange addiction to hats (mostly snapbacks). Yes, I know weird for a girl.

Both my ears are pierced, as well as my belly button.

From the way that I've described myself, I probably sound like some tom boy, but I'm really just like any normal teenage girl out there.

I love to dress up, paint my nails, sing, talk about guys, accesorize, go shopping, wear makeup, and all that other fun, girl shit.

My favorite artist of all time is a certain British, ginger! Yup! Thats right! Its the one and only Ed Sheeran! I am a MAJOR Sheerio. Ed's my idol, my rock, and my hero. He's an absolutely amazing inspiration. One word to describe him would be prefection.

Anyways, I moved to California about four years ago. My dad and mum had just split and my dad got a job offering in Cali. So I don't know why, but for some stupid reason, he decides to drag me all the way across the world with him. To this day I still don't understand why I couldn't have just stayed with Mum. I guess it was just life. If it was up to me, I would've stayed with her, but you know... It wasn't up to me.

Anyways, I wanted to stay in Cheshire more than anything. I had a whole life there. I couldn't just leave it all behind.

There was too much at stake. I had family, a bunch of really amazing friends, and so much more I had in England, but would never have in America.

It was too hard to just leave behind the people and things I loved most just to start out fresh in America with my crazy, broke dad that was too busy working to even care care about me, let alone no that I even existed.

I knew for sure that it would all be heart breaking, but the thing that would hurt the most would be leaving behind my best friend who I had secretly been crushing on since the day I layed eyes on him. Harry. Harry Styles was his name.

Yup. THE Harry Styles for ONE FUCKING DIRECTION. I loved him too much. He was the perfect friend, the one who nicknamed me Olive, the one who risked popularity just to help me get through middle school, the one with the beautiful brown curls that fell perfectly over his sea green eyes. He was the one person I absolutely dreaded leaving.

But of course I wasn't living in some sort of fantasy. It was real bloody life. So I didn't get my cliche' happy ending like in all those stupid fairytales where the princess always ends up getting her prince.

Instead, what I got was a hit on the head by reality. And yes, you've probably guessed by now, but I did ended up moving to California.

Now, enough of me talking about the beginning of my sappy ass life story. Yes, that's right, I said beginning. There's more to it all. So I guess now that you kinda know who I am, I can continue on.

This is how my life completely changed in the blink of an eye...

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So guys.... What did u think? No? Yes? Maybe? I know I kinda started off with a pretty cheesy beginning, but I PROMISE you guys it'll get A LOT bettr. Besides, this was only the prologue. Lol anyways tell me your thoughts and comment bellow.

Twitter: @foreverstyles__

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Anyways, until next time!! :)

-SpongBoob X))