Diana (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

chapter 5

I rode the bus home from the dreadful prison none as school. The yellow vehicle dropped me off at the front door of my house. My mom came out to greet me.

"How was your first day, Diana?"

"Fine!"

I started crying and ran upstairs to my small pink room. It was painted that color when I was six years old and we just never repainted it. i went up to my room and thought about cutting. I went to pick up my blade but then I found myself picking up my phone. I dug around in my purse and found harrys number. 8 dialed all 10 digits and put my iphone up to my ear. A deep voice answered the phone.

"Hello, beautiful!"

"How did you know it was me, Harry?"

"I just knew. Ive been meaning to ask you if you want to go to the movies with me tomorrow. You know to get your mind off things."

"That would be great, Styles!"