This chapter is dedicated to @izzymae7 because she commented first but thanks to the other person who commented!^_^
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Diana
The car was filled with a awkward silence as Harry drove to the flat.
Why did I even agree to this?
"Were Here" Harry shook me out of my thoughts.
I blinked my eyes as I got out the car, and grabbed my bags. Harry, being a gentlemen, took my bags and ran up the steps before I said don't bother.
Sighing, I hopped up each step until I got to Harry. "Are you ready?" He grinned.
"I guess" I mumbled before he opened the door, my jaw dropping. "Wow, I mean.... Wow"
He chuckled before he brought me into the living room where all the other boys where sat.
"Hey Harry did you get the wate-.. Um Hi there, Harry who is this?" Louis raised and eyebrow.
Que. the. awkwardness.
"This is Diana, you know the one I tweeted about. If you don't mind, could she stay with us for a while?" Harry muttered. All the boys looked at each other and smirked.
"As long as you don't do anything, Harry, sure!" Liam smiled
I smiled before sitting down on the sofa next to him. Niall smiled at me making my suddenly feel weird.
"So.........." Zayn trailed off breaking the silence.
See, look what you've done to them. They have lots interest already. Your always making bad mistakes. Harry only took pity on you.
"Diana, you okay?" Somebody's voice shook my out thoughts. I only just realised that a tear had fallen down my cheeks. Blinking away, Harry was looking at me carefully.
"Yep, Perfect. I can't thank you enough for letting me stay. I'm a small fan of you guys" I faked smiled, them grinning.
"Have you got a twitter?" Liam asked and I nodded but regretting it. "What's your name?"
"@DianaPowell69" I muttered. I knew I shouldn't of told them it because of what's going to happen next. Yeah, My parent's last name's are Morume and mine isn't. There not my real parents.
My phone buzzed saying I had 5 new followers. Then buzzed again, again, again.
"Fuck you guys" I chuckled turning my phone off. They chuckled at my choice of words and then Louis started screaming. "What?" I rose my eyebrow.
"Nothing" Louis shrugged.
I nodded and then I turned my phone back on, and it buzzed that I had a text.
From; Unknown,
Hey, remember me Diana? It's Laura;) Was thinking we should hang out again its been a long time! Maybe I can meet Harry! text me back soon!
Text me back, kiss my ass!
Well, that was typical Laura for you.
I simply deleted the text and decided to tweet what I said to the guys earlier.
I may be a broken girl on the inside, but on the outside I'm a badass. Sometimes. Maybe. I'm kidding. But I seriously did tweet it.
"So..... We have a spare, small room upstairs, right at the end on the left if you want to go and.... Unpack?" Louis smiled at me, before it got more awkward.
"Thank you again" I thanked them and headed up.
He did that to get away from you, you know.
Ignoring my thoughts, I went up the stairs and found the guest room. Opening the door, it was a typical room but I was more than glad. It was a Dark Blue coloured, and a blue bed spread. It had a small white sofa at the end of the bed, and all the furniture was White. There was a desk with a MackBook Air.
Woow. They put this in the guest room?!
It was quite a large room, but it had a single bed. Who cared, though.
Maybe life was going to get better after all...
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Harry-
When I brought Diana home, all the boys gave me strange looks.
As soon as she went to the guest bedroom, Zayn was the first to speak up.
"What the hell man?"
"What? Come on guys, be real. Her parents kicked her out on the street. Who knows who is roaming around the streets looking for a girl!" I exclaimed.
They all sighed, apart from Niall who was on his phone. "you"
"Fine, but try one thing with her and your dead. I can just see it on the papers again. 'Harry styles, bringing home the new girl?' Now go on, go to your special girl!" Louis said before shooing me out the room.
Shaking my my head chuckling, I went up to her room and knocked on the door. Well, it wasn't really her room..But you know.. "Come in!" She shouted. I opened the door too see her sat at the end of her bed smiling.
"Hey," I smiled sitting next to her.
"Hi" Her voice squeaked.
"um.... I thought your last na-" Diana cut me off by sighing loudly.
" I know they aren't my real parents. Mine are out there somewhere in the world not caring about me. Same with them ones as well. I was adopted by them, unfortunately. But they don't miss me. Either ones. Nobody has missed me in my life. I'm used it though, don't go all pity on me" She rambled.
"Oh," Was all that escaped my mouth.
How could someone not miss you at all?
"Well! Care to join us down stairs for a movie marathon?" I said trying cheering her up.
"Yeah Budday!" She squealed. Her accent was cute. It had a hint of Irish in it.
"When I was 5 my adopted parents lived in Ireland, but when I was 14 they moved back here. I guess I still have a Irish accent. My real parents are Irish too, I think."
Well that explains it.
"Come on then!" Niall yelled.
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Naww;)
First person to recognise the lyrics from Diana will get a dedication!: D
I know it's short but ITS EARLY!
Until Next Time:D
~Grace
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Diana {Harry Styles}
Fanfiction{completed and edited} Diana was anything but fine. Her life has been a mess, she he got parents who have never cared and abused in all terms. All through her childhood been bullied, her suicidal attempts have almost worked but never seemed enough...
