Best Friends Forever right?

Chapter 1: From the Beginning

Everything starts with a beginning, and I'm not going to tell you about "the Big Bang" or how a baby is born. I am going to tell you the beginning of my story, the story on how I met Harry Styles.

I were three years old, my family had just moved to England and we were carrying boxes with everything from my toys, to my big brother's scooter. I didn't help much and I mostly just got in the way, so my brother had to take me for a walk to find the nearest playground while our parents carried the boxes of our furniture into our new brown house. When we eventually arrived at a playground we noticed that it was almost empty except for a girl and two younger boys with brown hair, but the second boy ran away before we could actually see his face. What first got my attention was that he and the other boy seemed to be the same age as me. But when we got closer I noticed that the boy were probably a year or so older.

"Come here, Sarah. Let's ask if we can play with them!" my brother told me.

I don't think I got a chance to say no before I was set opposite the most beautiful green eyes I'd ever seen in my life. We stared into each other's eyes for long time before my brother started talking.

"Hi! I'm Peter and this is my sister Sarah, we just moved here." he said with a smile, obviously flirting with the girl.

"Hello, I'm Gemma and this is my brother Harry." she said, smiling back and indicating to the boy opposite me.

"How old are you? I am four!" The curly haired boy exclaimed as he showed us four fingers.

"I am three!" I said and lifted three fingers. Harry took my hands and pulled me to the double swings.

"We are going to be best friends forever Sarah!" He laughed as he started to swing the swing. We laughed together as my brother and Gemma looked at us as if we were weirder than monkeys.

That was how we met, Harry and me. Since then it hasn't been one day when we couldn't call ourselves best friends.

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I shut my journal and put it under the mattress, memories are made to be remembered. I put on a pair of black jeans and a green day t-shirt, and made my way down the stairs to have breakfast before Harry comes to pick me up so we could walk to school together. I feel quite excited today, it's the first day of school after summer break. Also this is Harry's last year here, and I don't know what I'll do if he leaves Basingstoke.

The smell of bacon and baked beans fills my nose; mum is in a good mood today. She's next to the stove and grins at me.

"It's a great new day and the sun is shining, love!" If I didn't know better I would think she was on drugs. School starting and all! How could the woman from yesterday become like this? I look at the bruises and close my eyes.

--Flashback--yesterday--

"No! Don't touch her!" She screamed, I was on the floor writhing in pain. My stepfather had just come home from another day at the bar as usual.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He took the frame with my dad in it and smashed it against the floor. He grabbed my mother's ponytail and threw her to the ground. A few strands of her chocolate-brown hair was in front of her face, so I couldn't tell if she was okay or not.

I shakily tried to stand up, "Leave my mother alone! She doesn't deserve this!"

He laughed, cackling wildly, "You don't know a thing, when you're older you will understand." That was the last thing he said before he walked in to his bedroom and I broke down on the floor.

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YAY! First chapter! Sorry, that it sucked but I hope you will vote and maybe comment! Comment a good teen movie? Favourite band member? Lots of love Lovisa... PS: Yes, I did delete the other first chapter because I wrote it soooo badly... Hoping this one is better though! <3