Mirrored Hearts//Harry Styles//

Chapter One

I never liked to admit it, but I am still not over Nonna's passing. Its been well over a year and my family has gotten over the mourning stage, except for me. Nonna and I just had such a special connection, not that she wasn't close to the rest of the family, but we were each other's halves. Looking back at our moments together, I never anticipated that she would actually have to leave us but I guess thats just how life works.

Ever since she died, I feel as if her will and passion is stronger than ever and as much as I'd like to run away from all of this, I just cant. Something about the way Nonna used to tell her stories seemed like it was genuine and was something that truly left a mark on her well being. A mark that is now within me.

Today, my family and I are moving to the ever sunny California. Apparently my mother wanted to leave Georgia because it held so much memories that hurt too much to remember. Personally I think she just wants the family to get away from all of the pains of remembering Nonna and I'm pretty sure by wanting the family to get away, she meant me.

My mom and I weren't that close, we never had that special mother-daughter connection that my Nonna and I had. She never approved of Nonna telling me her stories. Mom said that there was no certainty that the stories she was telling me were true and she may have been giving me false hope. She also said that it was toxic for my mind since I was just a child back then. She thought it would affect the way I lived and it would turn me into...an outcast because lets face it, no one wants to be friends with a demented child who believes in the supernatural. Not that I was that kind of a person, believe me I do blend in with the crowd and I stick to the ever cliché status quo but half of me wants to vent to someone about my thoughts to a friend but every time I try to bring it up, I always avert the conversation because I know they would just look at me weirdly and peg me down as an insane lunatic.

It didn't take long for us to arrive at our newly furnished home. Apparently it was incredibly out of shape when my parents found it online, it was said to be abandoned for well over a decade. Nevertheless my mom held an interest in the house and made sure that it was renovated and clear of all traces of it being an abandoned home. It was a bit more modern than our last home yet it still had that homey feel to it which lifted my spirits a tad bit. The moving truck drove in behind us and the 2 bulky men started to move the boxes into the house. Meanwhile my little brother Aiden who was about 5 year old ran up the front porch and into the house, his little footsteps echoed throughout the household.

"So what do you think Addie? Think this place can be our new and better home now?" My mom, Rose came behind me and rested her hand onto my sweater-clad shoulder. I didn't like the way she said that this would be a better home. This place might be more upscale and more high end than our little quaint town back in Georgia, but without Nonna, this place will never be a home to me, just a house that I so happen to live in. There's a difference.

I forced a tight lipped smile to her direction and nodded a little bit too enthusiastically. "Yea, this can be a new beginning for us." The words were far from the truth but the look on my her face assured me that she bought it.

"What are you standing there for? Go and help with the boxes." She shooed me away and walked inside the house, my dad following behind her. I didn't bother listening to her and just stood on my spot observing my surrounding.

One of the bulky men earlier carried in a gigantic antique mirror and I couldn't help the pang in my heart. I was able to convince my parents to bring along one of Nonna's mirrors which was very contradicting on their part since the whole purpose of us moving was to forget about our past and Nonna's memory but they knew that I just couldn't live without a piece, or in this case a giant piece of Nonna with me.

"Well this house exceeded my expectations." My older brother Abraham or Abba as he liked to be called said coming to stand beside me. He never liked his name claiming that it was far too religious for him and prefers the scientific big bang theory over Adam and Eve. It also only seemed fitting that he be an A-lister in the field of Science. One of the other reasons why my parents chose California was because Abba was given a scholarship to the ever prestigious Stanford University. He would be staying somewhere nearer to the university but my parents still wanted to be near him. It didn't really bother me that my parents seemed to obviously favor Abba more than me, it's always been that way but Nonna always had my back so I didn't think much of the comparison. Fortunately there is no bad blood between us and Abba and I are actually very close, it's always been the both us up until Aiden was born when I was 12 and he was 16.

"Mhm too bad you wont be staying here often you science geek." I stuck my tongue out at him and in return he ruffled my hair which made me groan and slap his hand away.

Together we entered the house and I can immediately smell the air freshener my mom must've opened to get rid of the "newly furnished house" smell, well if thats even an actual scent.

"Finally! What took you so long to get in the house?" My Dad, Arnold scolded. He was in the kitchen, putting away the cutlery.

"Sorry Dad, Addie tripped a gazillion times along the way, you know what a clumsy kid she is" I slapped Abba at the back of his head earning a warning glare from my Dad. I rolled my eyes and I proceeded to look around the house.

It was definitely a lot bigger and more spacious. There was a window that reached up until the ceiling and curtains were already draped preventing the Californian sunshine to fully envelope us. There was also a fireplace on the other side of the room. There was also a mirror and a window beside it. The dining area was in a separate room and their was a spiral staircase in the far corner of the living room. Well that just makes getting the boxes up to our room a lot easier.

"The three of you can go upstairs and pick which rooms you want." The second my mom said those words, we all raised all the way to the staircase, I was slick enough to get ahead of my brothers and I was able to get first pick. By first pick I mean the first door I opened was mine.

Fortunately enough the room I stumbled upon was quite big and it had a balcony that faced our backyard. Our backyard was lined by a wooden fence and behind that was what I assumed to be a forest. Oddly enough it wasn't the forest that you see in the movies that ended up with the lead actor going into the woods and dies because of his curiosity. It looked peaceful and the trees were far apart enough that you could clearly see the pathway.

The only furniture I had was my queen sized bed and it didn't end even have a bed sheet and comforter yet. There was a vanity mirror and a closet. I would really have to go get some more things to spice my room up a bit.

Seconds later my dad comes into the room with boxes, most likely mine. He set the down at the foot of my bed and gave me a warm smile.

"How are you finding things Adelaide?" His deep voice echoed through the room. My dad and I were a tad bit closer than my my mom and I but that doesn't mean he favors Abba any less.

"Its a bit different but um...I like it." I gave him another smile that I wish he'd buy just like mom did earlier.

"I know moving all the way to California is hard for you Addie but trust me, this is for the best." He gave me one last look and walked out of my room. He was never one to show affection.

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