Hi! This is my first story on wattpad so bare with me. There's most likely going to be a ton of mistakes so if thats a pet peeve sorry!! I still don't understand how this really works sooooo. Enjoy!
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-Delilah-
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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing in my ear, like every typical day. I lifted my arm, fumbling my fingers around on my desk.
I managed to knock over my glass of water from the night before and most likely crack my glasses, but i eventually turned off my alarm.
After laying in my spot for a few extra minutes, i reluctantly sat up and rubbed my eyes, yawning while doing so. I opened my eyes, looking around the blurry room and then at the screen that showed the numbers 6:05 in bright red.
I sighed quietly, standing up to get ready for the day.
I was your typical high school girl. I woke up, got dressed, went to school, did what i was told, came back home, ate dinner, fell asleep, and then it repeated.
My life was not anything special, and i would like to blame my father for that. I only had two friends, Ava and Elisha.
The only boy i was allowed to talk to was Asher. And the only reason i was allowed to talk to this Asher was because he came to my church and did extra service hours with my father. But i was not interested in this Asher boy.
After applying my light amount of makeup and doing my hair, i got dressed and rushed downstairs, avoiding my fathers gaze so that he would not see the makeup on my face.
"Goodbye" i said quickly, pretending to be in a rush as i grabbed a banana and ran out of my home and to my car. I hopped in and drove off to school.
I switched through the radio stations, only having a few options available since my dad blocked almost every single one from my car. I landed on one and tapped my fingers along to the beat of a Taylor Swift song.
I was in a trance with the music before hearing a loud horn beside me. I jumped and was about to drive when i realized the light was still red. I furrowed my eyebrows together and looked beside me, seeing a group of boys in the car beside me.
I immediately recognized the jerk in the drivers seat. It was the one and only Harry Styles. I could see he was with his friends Niall and i believe the others name was Louis. I rolled my eyes and looked forward, gripping the wheel tightly.
As the light turned green i drove forward, making sure to let cars in front of me so i would not have to drive beside those idiots any longer.
I soon arrived at school, parking in my normal spot and getting out. I scanned my surroundings for any sign of mischief, before walking in. I kept my head down as i went to my locker, collecting my books for my first class of the day.
"Hey D!" i heard a familiar voice say. I looked to see my friend Ava and i smiled softly. "Hey!" i said and got my books. "Oh my gosh, so i was-" i was cut off by a strong shoulder bumping against mine. All my books fell to the ground.
I instantly frowned, looking to see who other than Harry running through the halls with a bra in the air. What was wrong with him?
I sighed softly, bending down to pick up my books, Ava helping me. "I cannot stand him" i mutter under my breathe, shaking my head as i stood back up.
"Nobody can" Ava said with a light frown, walking beside me to our class.
"I swear he tries to bother me on purpose!" I exclaim, getting more and more frustrated by the minute as that boy filled my mind.
"It's not just you D, every girl hates him." Ava told me, rubbing my shoulder.
"Yeah okay. Then why is he in a different girls pants every night?"
"That's also true.." Ava sighed.
I left it at that as we entered the classroom and sat in our normal sits. We sat in the front and right beside the teachers desk.
You could call us teachers pets, but i was completely fine with that. Personally, i believe it is better to have a teacher like you than to have a bunch of your classmates like you. Which one would be more useful later in life?
Plus, it makes the class easier. My father would kill me if i got anything below an A, so that was why i didn't.
I was his perfect angel.
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The Preachers Daughter
FanfictionWhen innocent Delilah gets swooped into the world of bad boy jock Harry Styles, both of their worlds are flipped upside down, and it does not help that she is the daughter of the towns local church priest.