I Can't Change {harry styles 1D}

Chapter 1- Wrong Car

Hi everyone! My name is ada and this is my first fanfic so if I am doing anything wrong feel free to let me know in the comments! I'm kinda new to all this. But please, no hate. I love you all and thank you so much for reading this story. I hope you like it!

XxAda

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'Ari! Arianna! Hellooooooooo. WAKE UP!'

Nope, I wasn't dreaming. Unfortunately.

'What do you want!' I shouted, shoving my face into my pillow in hopes that I could sink back into a peacefull sleep. I just want to lie in bed and blissfully ingore the bottomless pit that is my life, is that so much to ask?

I'm not much of a morning person.

'It's your turn to get the groceries and we are starving!' it was Candice, my roomate of one year. I could tell that it was her by her voice, not to mention the fact that she is always hungry.

I managed to drag myself out of my bed, still rubbing the crust out of my eyes. As I adjusted to the light that was pouring into my room I saw my two best friends sitting around me with pillows in their hands.

'Either go get food, or suffer the consequences,' growled Indie, her caramel curls bouncing around her face. Her green eyes were narrowed and it felt like her glare was burning through my skull. I was in some deep shit...

'And if I don't, what are you going to do to me?' I smirked, waiting for a lame comeback from my friends. Instead, I get hit in the face with pillows. 'OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY YOU CAN STOP! I'm going!' I screamed, as they started to pull my arms. Times like this I wished I lived alone.

I grabbed my keys, not bothering to get changed out of my tracksuit or do any makeup whatsoever. So I basically looked like I got attacked by something. You can use your imagination.

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My hands felt as if they were going to break off. I saw my car in the distance and raced towards it, and out of complete desperation I threw the groceries I had just bought on the ground. Flinging the car door open I plonked my big ass in the drivers seat and drew a deep breath. Sweat dripped down my forehead, a sign of my general lack of exercise. As my hands began to turn red and I also turned over my shoe to notice that I had stepped in dog shit.

I've had better days.

'Um love, I think you've got the wrong car.'

I turn my head and felt a lump form in my throat. Sitting in the passenger seat, is Harry Styles.

Harry. Goddamn. Styles. You have got to be kidding me.

AN- Sorry for the carrotiness of it all, but I just need to fill all these bits in and I promise it will get more interesting in the next few chapters! Thanks for reading :)