No Control ( Harry Styles Fanfiction )

Chapter 1

Hello Everyone ! First chapter hope you guys enjoy and like I said, I might be sucky the first five chapters but I'll get the hang of it. On the top is what Casey looks like which is played by Selena Gomez with of course Abigail Young which is played by Lily Collins. No rude comments please! :) If you like the way the story is going, feel free to comment and vote ! Love you all! -Ali xoxo
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Abigail's POV:

It was a Saturday morning in August and I don't know why the fuck I woke up. Oh yeah, my stupid alarm. I groan softly as I stumble out of bed to hit it, making it roll off the nightstand and onto the floor. I sit up on my bed and rub my eyes to adjust them and finally stand up, stretching a little before shuffling to the bathroom. I walked in front of the mirror and playfully looked at myself in horror.  "Ew what the fuck are you." I say into the mirror and I giggled to myself.

I brushed my teeth, along with my hair when I hear my phone buzz on top of the sheets on my bed. I hop on the smooth silk and I reach for my phone, still combing my hair. I looked at the caller ID which said 'The Most Awesome Bestfriend In The World' and laughed softly because she probably changed her name last night again like always when we hung out.

"Casey, can't you just stick with your normal name to put on my phone?" I laughed, hearing her giggle through the phone slightly as I brushed my hair.

I hear her shuffling through her house as I walk back to the bathroom, my phone clinging to my cheek and my shoulder as I keep untangling my hair. "What's the fun in that?" she says and I roll my eyes playfully as I walked back into my bedroom to look for something to wear.

Casey Fields was my bestfriend, she's always there for me and would support me through everything I do or go through in my life and I do the same for her. We are both 18 but she's a month younger than me. I met her in 8th grade when we found out we both were being played by the same guy. It wasn't like the usual senerio where the two girlfriends hate each other, we actually laughed it off at how stupid he was that he thought he could keep two girlfriends. Since then, she's been my partner in crime.

I giggled through the phone with her as I put my phone down on my pillow, pressing the speaker button so I can get changed. "Well now when I text you, the name is going to take up my whole screen" I shot back as I laughed gently. I strolled over to my closet, opening it slightly so I can scan through it. I peeled off my pajamas and threw them into the dirty hamper that was in my closet.

"That was my plan Mrs. Young" she laughed through the phone and I roll my eyes again, knowing she couldn't see me. I found this nice light purple crop top and some lightly tinted baby blue shorts, slipping them on. I walked over to the mirror that was placed by my bed and I looked at myself, smiling proudly.

I wasn't the type of girl that didn't like my body and would be disgusted by it. I actually felt confident about myself unlike half the population teenage girls around the world. If someone complimented me, I would say thank you. I wasn't the mean and snobby type of person who would think that I already am and shrug off a nice compliment. I haven't been called anything mean for a while, just only by one girl. I mean, I don't like to put anyone's name out there but there was only person that would always bully me and call me fat and ugly. The person that was the only one that made me insecure about myself since 7th grade was by the one and only, Rebecca Jones.

*Flashback*

I was smiling happily as I walked through the school hallways, my backpack clinging around my shoulders and my hands tucked into my hoodie. I made it to my locker, turning the dial of the lock to open it, smiling as I take the books that I needed out it. I hear giggling and laughing coming from a direction and I turn my head to see a group of girls and a boy that kept his head down, his curls slipping out from the hood of his sweater heading my way. I thought nothing of it and turning my direction back to my locker. I flinch softly when I feel my books being tugged out of my hand and tumbling to the floor. I look up to see the other girls laughing from behind the girl that threw my books on the floor, the kid with the curly hair still looking down and tapping away on his phone. I finally notice that it was Rebecca which I don't usually talk to at all.