Broken

Broken Chapter one

Guess who's back!!!!!!!!! IT'S BINA..... Did you miss me huh? No? Well poo u. JK ILY!! This is yet another One Direction fanfiction, so

you best take a seat and enjoy the ride.

Idk what I even mean by that, but I'll your mind wonder with that one HEHE don't think too hard. So I would like to warn you this story may include some adult scenes/ words in da future so.... READ AT UR OWN RISK. All you six year olds run and don't look back.

I'm joking; it's really not that bad and I will warn you if a scene comes up that's a little explicit. BUT BEFORE I FREAK U OUT (Lol I probz already did, pfft my bad) I think you guys will like it and if you don't WELL THAT'S TOO BAD!

So now I am gonna end this abnormally long authors note!! YAY SO HERE U GO; be free my little butterflies!

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Intro Courtney Pov:

The burning summer sun blinded me as I walked across the beach. I took a deep breath in allowing myself to really take in the scenery. My long red hair (and when I say red, I mean like RED) swaying in the wind, gently hitting my skin. The water was a beautiful turquoise blue and so clear; I watched the waves softly roll on to the shore. I felt the sand in between my toes; a wave washed up on the shore getting my feet wet. Smiling to myself, I thought. This is going to be a great trip. I was pulled back into reality when a curly-haired boy swiftly stole my snapback off my head and dashed off with it. Oh right, I remembered. My whole grade is here. I sighed and finally ran after the British boy. I caught up to him in less than a few minutes... See this is why you don't mess with a dancer; we are faster than you would expect. The boy raised his arm high into the air, so I couldn't grasp it.

"Hey," I reached up, trying to get it back. "Give it back Harry!"

"And why on earth would I do that?" He smirked.

I pouted at him. "That's my favorite snapback; please give it back."

He laughed at me. "Haha that's not gonna work on me, love."

"Give it back now or else-" I was cut off by his low, raspy voice.

"Or else what?" He looked me right in the eye and I gulped in nervousness.

Finally one of his friends, Niall, interceded. "Come on, Harry just give it back already."

"Pfft," Harry dropped it on the sand. "Whatever. Let's go guys and leave Courtney to wallow in self pity."

"Asshole." I muttered as I turned away.

"What did you just say?" Harry's questioned me harshly in his British accent.

I tensed up when he had a death grip on my hand. "N-nothing."

"That's what I thought." Harry let go and walked back to his group.

My best friend Bella hugged me out of nowhere. "Oh my gosh are you okay?"

"Well look who finally decided to show up." I joked. "I am fine by the way; it was just that douche, Harry."

"I saw him tormenting you and I came here as fast as I could, but I am sorry I can't sprint like a freaking cheetah like you." She rolled her eyes at me. "Did he hurt you?"

"Hurt me? Please I could take Styles down any day of the week. I mean have you seen my muscles." I remarked and we both bursted out laughing.

Bella and I walked back to the hotel and went to our room. Unfortunately, the boys and girls are not on two different areas. Our school doesn't care about gender separation anymore; they figured we are old enough to handle it. Oh how they were wrong; Our "popular" group, also known as the sluts, douches, and stunning idiots, don't understand what the word boundary means. I was in the creative/artistic, smart group and I wouldn't want it any other way. My friends are awesome and always there for me. Walking through the door, we found out Ashley and Jamie were rooming with us; thank goodness! I unpacked my bags quickly; we all sat on our beds and talked about everything.