Complications // Harry Styles

･Chapter 1･

I tremble in fear at the sound of my mothers pained scream. My fathers loud groans. I hear a gun shot which makes me jump. Then silence. I am too terrified to move from the confined space of below my bed. I hear footsteps. They get closer and closer until-

"Ebony! Ebony wake up. Its just a dream. Its just a dream" Grace tries to calm me down. Just like every other night

"But its not. Its real. It actually happened" I cry into her shoulder

"Come on Ebony. I don't think you should go back to sleep. Come on, lets get up and get ready for school, hey?" She sighs. I nod slightly. 

I walk down the long stairs of the 'Mother Mary's Adoption centre'. Almost tripping over my own feet. Grace right by my side. 

It was time to get ready for the horrible day to come. First I have English then Science. Then Maths, Then music. And finally. My favourite subject. Art. I love art. It helps me express my feelings in a way words could never describe.

Grace and i finish breakfast and in no time we are in our room getting ready. The Adoption center isn't too bad. The foods nice. I get a room with my best friend and only friend. The people are nice. The only bad thing is the name. I know that sounds weird but i hate the name because it reminds me of my past. The past that i have been trying so hard to forget. Only grace knows about my past. Well, shes the only person i told.

Grace walks out of her bathroom wearing a beautiful floral dress that comes down to right above her knees. She has matched the dress with pastel coloured vans. 

I look down at my clothing. A plane white singlet, Black jeans, Black converse and a black leather jacket. i guess you could say i like black a lot?

She looks at her self in the mirror for the third time and nods. Obviously pleased with her choice.

"Lets go" 

We reach the school gates in no time. Since the adoption centre is only a few blocks away.She and i go our separate ways since her locker is in a different area. As i start to walk along the snowy cobble stone i feel myself fall to the ground. My head hitting the ground forcefully which makes it throb. I stare up at the person that caused me to fall. Harry Styles. School bad ass. Every girls dream is to date him. But he doesn't date, He just breaks hearts. 

He has been torturing me since he found out that i am a foster child. He stares down at me smirking

"Watch where your going clumsy" He spat

I just glare up at him. My head and knees are throbbing too much to say a crude remark back. 

"Hey. Don't you dare glare at me you fat bitch" His words make me want to burst into tears. but i cant let that happen. He will just laugh at me and tell everyone how much of a baby i am. I quickly pick my books up, trying to keep as far away from him as i can. Though it wont last long since he and i are in all of our classes together. Except for Art. That's another reason why Art is my favourite. Harry is not it in. I laugh at the though of Harry being Arty. 

I speed walk to my locker. Grumbling as i see whats written on it

"Fat"

"Bitch"

"Slut"

"Ugly"

"Unwanted"

My eyes prick with tears as i read the last one. That one hurt the most. Maybe my parents wanted to die. To get away from their ugly, fat daughter. 

Harry walks up next to me. At this point I'm on my knees sobbing.

"Go kill your self" He laughs. Everybody pointing and laughing at how pathetic i am. I quickly stand up and run to the toilets. Going as fast as my weak legs can take me. 

(Ok so this chapter was a bit sad to write :( but how did you like the first chapter? please tell me)