It's so amazing how I survived this road.. can you see how far we've come?
Such a miracle, I'm such a wondering life.
Alexis' Point Of View.
"Yeah Mom.. I'm doing great.. the teachers really seem to enjoy having me as a student.. yeah yeah.. mom.. I have tons of friends.. I'm like so popular.. alright bye love you." I continued crying into my pillow.. my life has turned into a sick, depression, asthma attacking life. I just wanna end it all.. can you not just let me have that..? I turn all the same questions over and over in my head... why can't I be normal.. why can't I have the perfect hair... skin.. or life? Just why not..?
I wake up screaming through the night and I realize that it was just a dream, the phone call, everything, the suicide comments, just a Nightmare more likely. I lied back down staring at the ceiling.. the cold hard ceiling.. just like my heart it seems.
*Noon*
I flutter my eyes open to the darkened room.. the pitter patter of the rain hitting the shingled roof outside awakened my senses.. darting awake I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen looking for something to eat in the cabinets and fridge.. nothing.. I needed to go grocery shopping.. I grabbed a fruit bar out of the cabinet and ran upstairs to get ready for lawyer school. Same routine as every day, brush teeth, take a shower, blow dry - straighten my hair, put on a mint blouse with black leggings and cream colored converse, and walked out of the front door with my satchel slung over my left shoulder.
Harry Styles P.O.V
I was walking due west from mine and Louis' flat to the nearest grocery store with Louis, we hit rock bottom in the cupboards. And Louis kept complaining how we didn't have any food so eventually we had to go to the grocery store. "Come on mate." I said as he trailed slowly behind.
"But, I don't like walks Hazza.." He pouted.. the next thing I knew he had jumped on my back trying to defeat the athletic sense of walking and we fell to the ground. I couldn't help start laughing mainly because I was crushing him on the ground. I rolled over on the sidewalk staring up at the delicate clouds with Louis.
"This almost seems norm-" I was cut off mid sentence by something landing on top of Louis and I. A girl. A Hot girl at that. Well... of what I could see. I stood up quickly and helped the girl up, I was right. She was beautiful. "Oh, I'm sorry... I yelped accidently spewing some saliva on her.."
"Umm don't mention it.." She started laughing.. and Louis handed her the satchel. "Thanks bro."
Louis seemed to be offended by the word bro. "Oh nu-uh girlfriend," He was about to go off so I kicked him in the ankle. Of course he started to pout but stayed in the spot.
I stuck out my hand for the girl. "Hey, I'm Harry Styles, Nice to meet you."
Alexis' Point Of View.
The charming boy stuck out his hand "Hey, I'm Harry Styles, Nice to meet you." Being the humorously girl that I have been for the last 19 years.. I did something..
"OMG.. No freaking way like THE Harry Styles?" I pretended to freak out.. and well.. he Looked freaked out. "No bro, seriously, I know who you are."
He smirked. "Well then how come your not freaking out?"
"Well.. there's just no reason to freak out, is there? Yeah, that's what I thought." I giggled flashing a bright sweet dimpled smile. "Well, sorry but I have to go to college..." And with that I left hearing him shout something.. but I ignored it.
Harry Styles Point of View.
"Agh.. well there goes a beautiful girl, without her number or name."
I heard Louis, "Oh bro, you so totally have the hots for her." I laughed at his remark.
"Why do you say that boobear?" I yelped feeling disappointed.
"You called her Beautiful Hazza, instead of Hot." He smirked, pulling something out of his pocket.
I turned around and looked at what he pulled out of his pocket. It was.. a mini notebook? With songs inside? A song book... and her cell number written on the inside cover.
'Lucky much?" I heard Louis say in the background of my thoughts.
(A/N) Thanks for reading guys, does anybody think they can make me a cover for this story. Private message me please. Thankies. And Please do not steal my story, nobody deserves it. (;
