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

Auditions and Loose Promises- Chapter 4

Auditions and Loose Promises- Chapter 4

Ariel's POV:

I tossed and turned all night long. I couldn't sleep. Harry's insults still swirled through my mind.

She's only been a bad influence on you.

I never thought you'd be enough of an idiot…

Rich girls can never have brains. That's why they are all stupid and ignorant.

I once thought that Harry's words would never hurt me. Boy was I naive. Right now they feel like daggers. Digging deeper and deeper into my mind and heart. I miss Harry so much. His dimples. His smile. His vibrant green eyes. His laugh. His curls...

Stop it, Ariel! You're supposed to hate him! Remember he hurt you not once but twice! Why did my thoughts have to make my sleep even more unattainable? Ugh!

I kicked my blanket aside and shoved my two stuffed pigs to the side. I haven't had the heart to put the pigs away. They still have a significance to me. Harry got them for me when the circus came to town. We went out to have some fun and enjoy the circus. Being the competitive 13 year olds we were, we played the game where you knock down the empty milk containers. At first the objective was to get me one of the two stuffed pigs. Half ways through the game it turned into who would win first place from the other 8 people who were playing with us. At the end I turned out victorious. I won the huge stuffed pig from the movie Toy Story, so yes I named him Hamm. Original I know. Harry got second place and he got the same pig, but the much smaller version. When I saw that Harry got a mini-Hamm, I pouted. I wanted both pigs. It's like Harry read my mind because the next thing I know he turns to me with his dimpled smile and says, "Here you Ary. Another pig to your collection."

I was so happy. I had both pigs! I named this other smaller one Piggy. I know, another original name. The truth is that I have never been great at naming stuffed animals. EVER. I know it's strange.

I climbed down the steps to get off of my bed and grabbed my guitar, Star. I also grabbed my song book and sat on the sofa located right under my bed. My nickname and the name to my guitar Harry came up with them. He said he prefers Ary over Ariel because its unique and he knows he'll be the only one to ever call me that. He said Star fit as a perfect guitar name because "one day that guitar will make you a star. So why not name the guitar Star so you know who to thank for your success?"

Another thought that brought tears to my eyes. Dammit Harry! How can you possibly cause me so much pain?!

I knew my pain wasn't going to vanish anytime soon, so instead I went to the guest bedroom down the hall, opened the window, and sat on the roof. The cool air seemed to dull out my pain. I turned to a new page in my song book and started writing. Slowly but effectively a new song was formed. I was done by 6 A.M. Yawning and stretching a bit I started strumming Star and started singing.

Until You're Mine:

My state of mind has finally

got the best of me

I need you next to me

I'll try to find a way that I

could get to you

Just wanna get to you

The world I see is perfect now,

you're all around

With you I can breathe

Until you're mine, I have to find

A way to fill this hole inside