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Her Name is Noel

*Present*

It seems like forever ago though it was only 5 years. 5 years since that wretched day I left London. I haven't seen my brother of mother since, probably because they died. My dad told me they died in a car crash. Needless to say, I was totally and utterly devastated. My only family, the ones I actually considered family at least, were gone. I didn't want to believe it but what choice did I have? They were gone and I had to move on. It's been almost 2 years since the news of their deaths. Every night I wish to be with them, to leave this cruel world and my father and live in peace in heaven. Unfortunately I don't have the guts to pull the plug. It has always been something I thought was silly. I never thought someone could feel so much pain they would actually take their lives, but now I understand. My dad beating me has only gotten worse. It's hard to hide my scars because it is always hot here. DAMN YOU FLORIDA! Oh well.

Anyways I should be happy, today is my 18th birthday! I am an adult! Although I have a job and a car, my dad still watches over me like a hawk. I couldn't leave even if I thought I had a chance at making it. Even when he's drunk, every night basically, he has someone watching to make sure I don't leave.

His cold voice breaks me out of my deep thoughts, " get up and get ready for work gosh dang it! You are an adult start acting like one for fucks sake!"

"Okay I'm sorry I'll be gone in a few." I reply quickly.

"And remember don't even try to leave! I have eyes everywhere. Have a great day sweetie!" He said in a mockingly sweet tone and slammed the door as he left.

"Time for work," I grumbled to my self, rolling out of bed and onto the floor.

Ugh it's my 18th birthday and I'm going to go earn minimum wage at a cafe on the beach. JOY TO THE FREAKING WORLD! Not. I quickly jumped into the shower humming my favorite song, Demons by Imagine Dragons, and quickly washed my hair and body with my tropical body wash and shampoo. I shave as fast as possible, not wanting to anger my dad by using too much water, and rinse off. I climb out and squeeze the dampness from my long brown hair. The wet strands falling down to my bum as I let it air dry while I add light foundation, winged eyeliner, and a few swipes of mascara. I then head to my closet grabbing my work clothes. Black high waisted shorts and a black shirt with the cafe's logo in the corner. I slide on some comfortable black toms and head back to the bathroom. Gently brushing through the tangles, I then blow dry my hair. I decide on leaving it down, it'll hide the bruises on my neck and it's not like I have anyone to impress right? I do a quick check in the mirror feeling fairly satisfied with the way I looked and headed downstairs. I grab my keys off the counter, yell a quick bye to my dad, and shut the door behind me. I walk out into the blazing Florida sun and begin to walk towards my blue BMW bug, but decide against it. The walk to the beach side cafe isn't far so why waste gas especially on a beautiful day? I turn left and head down the sidewalk towards my job.

5 minutes later I find myself walking through the glass doors to the cafe. I switch the sign from 'closed' to 'open' and make my way behind the counter to grab my apron. Just as I'm putting it on the bell on the door rings signaling there is a customer. I glance up to see who it is, probably just a regular, but no. Instead I look up and am met with sparkling emerald eyes, curly hair, and a very fit figure staring intently at me just as I am doing to him.

"Uh hi how can I help you?" I ask putting on a smile. The boy coughs awkwardly and glances at the menu.

"I'll just have black coffee with two packets of sugar please." He asks politely with, may I add, an EXTREMELY adorable British accent.

I snap back to reality to find I've been staring too long. Shit! He has a small smirk playing on his features as he looks me up and down. I glance to the floor hoping he doesn't notice the warmth heating up my cheeks.

"It's cute when you blush." The tall boy chuckles and winks. My cheeks turn an even darker shade of red. He noticed I'm sure.

"I'm Harry by the way, Harry Styles," he said sticking out his abnormally large hands, "and you are?" Harry questions.

"I-I um Noel" I say glancing down.

"That's a beautiful name that perfectly fits a beautiful girl!" He says cheekily. I just scoff and role my eyes. Why would a guy like him want to flirt with a girl like me. That doesn't happen. Besides, he doesn't want to get into my mess of a life. I'm far too broken for anyone. Not that anyone has tried, but I know I can't be put back together and by the way he looks at me seemingly memorizing my every flaw, wrinkle, out of place hair, I know he'd find some way to break me by making me open up.

"Don't flirt with me Styles, I'm not the kinda girl you want to get involved with." I grabbed his coffee from the maker, took his money, and handed it to him. "Have a good day." I say with a forced smile. For some strange reason I kinda want Harry to take an interest in me, but no stop Noel, that would only lead to one of you getting hurt and you can't have that.

"See you around, love" he said with a cheeky wink and smile showing off his pearly whites.

"I hope not!" I muttered under my breath as the bell rang signaling his departure.

Harry's POV

I decided on heading to the shore side coffee shop before heading back to the apartment. I open the glass doors finding my feet very interesting until I look up and see a breathtakingly stunning brunette behind the counter. Her gorgeous hazel eyes meeting my green as we absorb each other. She looked like a freaking angel! Oh God butterflies? Seriously Harry? This NEVER happens! What is up with you haz?

"Uh hi can I help you?" She asked.

God even her voice is beautiful.

"I'll just have a black coffee with two packets of sugar please." I said shaking myself out of my trance. I think this girl just stopped my days of sleeping around. It took one look and she stole my heart already. What is happening?!

I realize she's staring my up and down and feel a slight smirk tug at my lips. She realizes what she did too and looks down, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"It's cute when you blush" I wink at her. This only causes her cheeks to become even more scarlet as I reach out my hand to introduce myself, "I'm Harry by the way, Harry styles. And you are?" I asked.

"I-I um Noel." She stutters. God is she perfect.

"That's a beautiful name that perfectly fits a beautiful girl!" Smooth Styles smooth. Way to be flirtatious. I mentally face palm as Noel takes my money and hands my my coffee.

"Don't flirt with me Styles. I'm not the kinda girl you want to get involved with. Have a good day." She says plastering a painfully obvious fake smile on her gorgeous face. I look down and notice scars on her arms as I reach to take my drink. My heart breaks a little. I hardly know this girl but I'm dying to hear her story. Beautiful and intriguing. From that point on I knew I had to make her mine.

"See you around, love." I forced a smile while still deep in thought and shot her a wink. Noel mumbled something that I didn't catch because the door was already closing behind me.

I can't wait to have the boys help me with a plan to get this girl!