New Beginning

A/N- Okay, guys tell me if this is rubbish. First story ever..  I'm not trying to copy anyone's stories- these are all my ideas. Comment feedback, please. Don't say, "oh the characters are so unhappy, that's the point. they will get happier, I just want you to understand her, and really feel her and the background.

I sighed, walking into my walk in closet of my two story house. No, I was most certainly not rich, but I did have a bit of money when I decided to buy the beautiful stone house.

I sighed and decided on a long sleeve white sweater with a cheetah print collar, and simple black leggings. it was cold  outside, and there was no way I could go out in anything less. I was meeting a few friends for Starbucks.

Ha, friends. I didn't have any.

They were more like bitch backstabbers wanting my money. But, usually I would give in and give it to them. I was to damaged for friends, to damaged for anyone.

I slipped on the fuzzy light brown boots and was out the door.

I tapped my thumbs to the beat of the song coming through the radio

"you're peeerfect, to me" I sang in a hushed tone. I looked ahead, but I knew I would never be good enough for anyone. My past couldn't be handled.

A tear slipped out of my eye while I thought about my parents. How they flipped over the bridge, and couldn't get the doors open. It was all my fault too. I was the reckless rebel who went out to drink with my friends and was unable to drive myself home. How stupid I was. after my parents died, everything spiraled for the worst.

My grades dropped.

My friends ditched me.

My boyfriend broke up with me, after cheating on me with a blonde bimbo.

I don't even know what love is anymore.

I bit my lip, I knew I had been depressed. I had the scars to prove it.

I parked the jaguar into the parking lot, and stepped out of the car. Walking into the coffee shop, I smelled mixtures of vanilla and caramel.

I looked around the coffee shop, and it was vacant except two boys, or men, in the back wearing hoodies and sunglasses. Snickers came from the table as they looked at me. What was wrong with me? Oh,, right. Everyone I know said everything was wrong.

I walked up to the smiling clerk, she looked to be 20 or so. She was beautiful, I looked like a crumb compared to her model body and bleach blonde hair.

She smiled up at me, "What can I get you babe?"

"caramel latte, extra vanilla. Thanks."

she ran into the kitchen, quickly returning with the warm drink.

I sat down, waiting for Katie and Eliza. I was only 5 minutes late, surely they didn't leave because of that?

I waited for another  half hour, still nobody came. I slammed my head againt the table and huffed. the stood me up. Again. was I really that bad?

I heard a low cough, and looked up to see a curly haired boy.

"Hello, beautiful." He smiled, continuing

"I'm Harry, and you didn't seem to happy, love. something wrong?"

He genuinely had concern in his eyes, but I couldn't really trust anyone anymore. I had no real friends, just fake ones and liars.

"Yeah.." I looked down at the empty coffee cup, and he sat down

"Tell the truth."

His Cheshire accent was thick, and he looked into my eyes.

"It's just.." I knew I shouldn't tell him my problems

I knew he wouldn't care.

"I have no friends. They all want me for my money. They stood me up again. I guess I just really don't matter anymore."

He wiped a tear from my cheek that I hadn't noticed had fallen.

He placed his hand on top of mine and gave me a reassuring smile. he stared into mine and I stared right back into his. In that moment, I felt completely loved and wanted.

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