Harry Styles's Lost Princess- Book 1 (A One Direction Fanfic)

Distancing and Promises- Chapter 3

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ariel's POV:

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I hurriedly got off my bed to turn off the alarm that was on my dresser by my couch. I loved the fact that I had to get out of my warm comfy bed to turn off the alarm. There was no way for me to be late for school that way. I loved my room in general. It's been that way since I was 14. Now I'm 16. It's the perfect room for the girly teenager that I am. The roof of my bedroom was a beautiful blue sky with clouds. At night when the lights are off the sky disappears and the only thing that's visible is the star constellation that I drew 11 years ago.

I hate to admit it, but over the years since I was 5, my parents made me spoiled. I hate it. I hate going to the store with them because when they see that I'm interested in, let's say a book or movie or anything, they immediately put it I'm the shopping cart to buy it. I always complain and tell them that I don't need it and that I was only browsing, but they don't listen. This is the reason why my bedroom has 2 entire walls dedicated to my posters and my bookshelf that's by my desk is full of books that I love.

Dad's celebrity gossip magazine has only got more popular over the years. Thankfully he hasn't made us move to London. I love Cheshire. It's a small town and only has a couple of stores, but I love it. My parents also love it. That's why Dad said he doesn't want to move to London. That and he says that London is no place to grow a child, it's dangerous, and that no one would expect the headquarters of a huge magazine to be in such a small town. It's convenient.

Mum over these past 11 years has become more liberal on me. She's given me more freedom and lets me go out more often. I don't know why. Maybe she finally accepts the fact that Cheshire is a safe town? I don't know, but I won't complain. Mum still works with Dad. She is his personal assistant and secretary. Dad decided to fire his last secretary because she was a skank. (A/N: Excuse the language in the entire chapter, but it’s necessary. XD) So if you haven't guessed by now, our family is pretty rich. We are the richest family in Cheshire, yet we haven't moved from the same neighborhood for the past 11 years.

These past years I have also changed and discovered myself a lot more. I discovered I was a music prodigy, performing arts prodigy, and an artist. I am a lot more social at school, but I still keep my boundaries. Those words that my mum told me so often are engraved in my mind. Don't trust anyone with who you are so easily. Whatever she means by that. The locket that Mum gave me for my 5th birthday I use it every day. I have never taken it off. I love it. Sometime I have memories of when I was an infant. I would dream about people who always wore clothing that would fit a black tie event and imagine 2 figures. I can never see their faces, but I do see that one of them is a woman and she has long dark hair like mine and fair skin exactly like mine. The other person is a man and the nosy thing visible from him is his dirty blonde hair and his smile. His smile is identical to mine. I never tell Mum about these dreams because I like to keep it to myself. I don't know why but it brings tranquility to me whenever I have panic attacks.

My panic attacks are quite normal. Usually by the contribution of my crazy interests. According to Harry, I am a "fangirl." Whatever he means by that seems to accurately describe me. Why? Well let's just say I have a tiny obsession with Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, and The Hunger Games. So yes you guessed it. I'm a nerd. But Harry doesn't mind. He told me that when we went to the same schools he much rather hang out with me, a nerd, than all those popular jerks that treated me as though I was scum.

Before I started high school at the same school as Harry, he gave me a dare. A week before my birthday there would be auditions for an extremely prestigious music school that's 20 minutes away from Cheshire. He dared me to audition for the school. He meant it as a joke, but me being the daredevil I am, I accepted the challenge. I went to the audition and took my guitar with me. For the audition I sang Colbie Caillat's song titled I Never Told You. July 13 of that year, my 14 birthday, I received a call to my house phone. I got in. They gave me a full scholarship to the school. They told me these scholarships were rare and they only gave them to students whom they believed would achieve huge success in the music industry. Me a musician/solo singer? Psh yeah right! Nonetheless I accepted.