Hi there! So I am writing a new story here, incase you haven't noticed. So this story will be like an alternate universe, any characters that are mentioned in the stories are not real and none of the companies or schools mentioned are not real either .Characters like 1D members and some others are but they ain't famous either. It will be totally different from my other stories! I hope you like the idea because I am loving it already. Hehehe.. Here you go.
And by the way, any of the 1D members might come in the second or third parts, I'm giving a few intro-prologues first.. Bare with me and enjoy.
Trailer is on the side >>>>>
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Prologue :
Ava Dallas.
" We accept the love we think we deserve." Stephen Chbosky, Perks Of Being a Wallflower.
I always thought the sorrow chose me to accompany it and I took the offer.
When you lose someone you love, life gets a hell lot of difficult. Your heart seems to be driving over a never ending road. You seem to lose interest in everything that has you living up for. You seem to come to forget how you even survived all those years. Desperation becomes you, and the world ceases to have any purpose, even though the laughter and joy is still around.
You find yourself dancing alone, hoping this to be a nightmare. The ache in the chest never leaves, knowing well that it hurts. Life goes on, everyone moves on, people change... but the ones stuck behind are sometimes considered animals tethered to boulder.
The beauty of the world turns into a cold and dark majesty which tries to haunt us with every step we try to take forward. The reasons and the instinct to love or be happy once again try to run away from us, and we, trying to catch them... fall.
... I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can't just sit their and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.
I still remember those happy times of my life where my father was still there. He was the only person who I loved more than anything. I just wish I'd knew... He understood me, he loved me. Losing him was my biggest loss, my world and heart had shattered to bits.
Him, leaving me lonely but alive, and without a goodbye was what he still had to owe me but he seemed to have forgotton that... just like me.
I had come to live in my own world due the fast pace of the people where darkness and wrong doings prevailed, in turn making me the worst enemy for myself.
The truth remains undefined and the lies scatter and spread.
The secrets are hidden but it seems as if they've been flashed on the news headlines. The cheap camera flashes in your face, hurting your eyes, forcing you to hide again.
The air smells foul and walls seem grimy. You come to take the treacherous and reckless paths, seeing nothing more difficult than what you've already gone through... ending up failing once again.
But then it all flipped and turned over.
His green eyes, pale skin and full plump lips seemed to twist my thoughts, getting me to think... He came into my life like a gush of unwelcomed air which makes our teeth clatter.
Nothing left of the broken glass remains same, it seems to play an eerie melody which tends to pity us even. The sunshine loses its interest in us as stars provide all the light needed.
I didn't want him to penetrate my world, I was better on my own but he seemed to like the idea of repairing an almost dead soul.
I knew what he was doing was right, but the truth never fails to falter, remaining even when we die... it was supposed to be Eternal.
"But don't you dream impossible dreams?" He asked me whenever I mentioned this to him.
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-Annie
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