Quesoftheday: If you could pick a movie and make your life like that script, which one would you choose and why?
"Michael I can't reach it!" I frown as the bamboo slips down from my hands on the ground. "I never knew rebuilding a tree house is so scary."
A week has passed I'm under the renovation process of healing myself with the very few lovely people I have around me. Yes shamefully it's true that I want to move on again.
Michael or dad hasn't held any conversation with me yet about Luke....or simply Harry. Maybe my dad is too discomfited to talk about it and I don't want Michael to know about it, after hearing how he sent Madison to hospital.
No I'm not showing any pity on Harry, I'm just saving a bunch of human bones.
"Mike where are you?" I yell this time grabbing the ladder tightly on which I'm standing. I look around and a scream leaves my lips when the ladder moves a little.
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"Tarzan." I mock looking at him.
"You shouldn't have said that." Saying this he grabs my hand and flips me over his shoulder.
"What're you doing Harry?" I scream.
"Proving the name you've called me with." He climbs on a tree with me and makes me sit beside him on a low branch.
"Oh my goodness! What if we fall down from here?" I ask covering my face in fear.
"Don't worry; you've 206 bones in your whole body, you'll still have a lot of bones if you fall from here." He laughs and I join him.
"And what if my heart breaks? I only have one unfortunately." I ask him with a deep voice.
"I'll be the ribcage to your heart and protect it." He says leaning closer.
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"Woah!" My feet slip which slaps me from my unconscious state and finally I curse under my breath when my knees meet the ground.
Damn!" I flinch and then manage to stand up from the ground, caressing my hands over my knees.
Thank goodness I'm wearing jeans braces or else I'd have to put band-aids on my knees.
I take the bamboo in my hand angrily and walk towards the main door to look for Michael. Why the monkey just left me here hanging with the tree!
"Snow there are some guests in the drawing hall to see your father."
Stella whisper yells when I enter the house but it's too late.
The bamboo slipping down from my hand makes a peculiar noise in the silent environment, making everyone to look at the direction. My jaw drops down at the three faces looking at me right now.
Two different genders, three different persons and one similar face - that's what you call a perfect Styles family.
Not being able to understand what to do, I pick up the bamboo from the ground and lean it against the flower vase beside me. It makes the situation worse when the bamboo falls down again, making a squeaky smile leave from Harry's lips and earning a smack on his head from his sister the next moment.
Stella comes forward clearing her throat and whispers that there is a leaf hanging with my hair. I caress my hair with my hands when she walks away collecting the bamboo from the ground.
"We've already met but I never knew my brother's choice is the best one." Gemma smirks standing up from the couch and comes towards me.
"Oh no don't hug me, I've soil allover my dress." I stop her when she stretches her arms towards me.
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Fireflakes- H.S AU
Fanfiction*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world...
