You're a sixteen year old girl. A teenager with problems in communicating with people. In school you strongly dislike. The problems began after the tragic death of your mother.Your father is the owner of the coolest hotel which stopped the group "One Direction". You have a big brother bully. The action comes in 2012.
You come back from school. Another painful day has passed. You try to quietly sneak past a bunch of celebrities who had gathered in the lobby of his father's hotel. Fortunately they do not differ garish appearance and you almost nobody notices. No one besides kinky guy from 1D. He looks at you intently look. Your cheeks covered with blush."Hell,"- you think. After all,he stands at the Elevator and not talk to him to get on top will not work. Stairs in the hotel there. The first thing that came to mind is to leave the hotel and go to the only place where no one. It swings in the back yard of the art school to which you go. So you're doing. Almost reaching the door you turn around and meet his gaze. You see that he said that like that guy with white hair and went and you. They decided to pretend not to notice. And turned and darted out of the hotel. When you have reached the coveted place you saw it close, and calmed down a bit. Sticking my ear buds in, you start to wobble. You tried to remember the terrible terrorist attack that took your mother's life. In memory just cries and calm my mother's voice:
-Ashley,my daughter. The sunshine mine. Honey, I know it will be difficult, it will hurt,but you are my strong one. You are brave and kind. Take care of yourself and dad with Robert."
After these words, shots rang out. You and mom were at the airport in Dubai then. You were only four,but these words do you remember very clearly, as well as my mother's appearance. She was a real beauty. Delicate facial features. Green eyes and curly red hair. She was quite tall and possessed an excellent figure. From it you only got a great figure and green eyes. Your hair is brown and small growth.
Thinking about it you didn't notice that at the next swing sits same kinky. You pulled out the headphones and was about to jump off a swing. Suddenly his voice stopped you.
-Hey, wait where are you going? Don't be afraid of me. I just want to talk.
-I...I'm not afraid... Just don't like company... No I don't want to say that I hate your society,I just don't like dealing with people... Oh, You are quite confused, and blushed. This guy charmingly smiled and showed his dimples.
Come on. I'm Harry, and you?
Ashley...
Ashley... a Beautiful name. Why are you alone all the time Ashley?
I don't know how to communicate with people
In doubt, I communicate with you for two minutes and can easily say that you are interested in talking. You're so alive and real if you know what I mean. I think that people do not know how to communicate with you,and not you.
Oh I don't know-he laughed sheepishly you. This guy is the only one who could make you laugh for ten years without a mother.
And I know. I've been watching you since my arrival here. You're hiding something. Something that eats you from the inside. Tell me. Please. I really want to communicate with you. But you're so secretive. And for that I tell you about myself.
Do you really care? - If the truth you've been wanting someone to tell about my mother,but it was not the right person. And this guy... He seemed kind.
Yes! Very!- The guy said it is slightly louder and more emotional than it should be and this blushed slightly. Now it's your turn to laugh. You decided that that exact moment is to tell everything. You said somewhere a floor of hour. You told everything. Including the death of his mother, the taunts of classmates. The first unrequited love. How the classmate laughed at her after learning about her feelings. About how to care for it replied the father. About how you closed in yourself. About how you wanted to jump off the roof,but you stopped past my mother's words. The guy listened to you and then told about himself. From that moment you knew that you had a good one
