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Allison

So why don't I just start with introducing myself.

Hi my name is Allison. By friends also known as Alli, not that I have so many friends. I just turned 17. I grew up in this small town, knowing everyone who lives here. Till the age of 12 i've always felt happy, I mean I thought this was what happiness should feel like. I was a cool kid at school, everybody seemed to love me. I had lots of friends, and I loved going to school. Because going to school meant, not having to be at home. But at the age of 12 I went to a new school. All my friends went to different schools, or got into different classes. But me and my best friend at the time were lucky enough to become classmates. But as soon as I entered this new school something happened to me. I felt the need to prove myself, not knowing how I should be proving myself. So I soon was known as the quiet kid. Also my bestf riend became friends with not the best people, so I kinda lost her too. I was on my own, but hey I think that I was kinda used to being on my own.

At home things weren't always going as they should be going, I mean every family as a fight sometimes b..'

"Alli dinner's ready" I hear my brother screaming, waking me up from my thoughts. 

"I'm coming" I mumble. "

Allison!" my brother screams again. 

"Tyler shut up i'm coming" I scream. "

Did you really just told me to shut up" Tyler stops me as I enter the kitchen. 

"I did now just please leave me alone" 

"You're a weirdo you know that don't you Alli" he teases me. 

"Tyler please be nice to your sister" my mom says with a sweet voice. 

"Of course mother" Tyler answers being as sarcastic as possibly can and smiles at me.

After dinner I help my mom cleaning up the table. 

"So do you have any plans for tonight?" My mom aks. 

"Think I will just grab a drink and write something in the Café" I say. "

Alone?" my mom aks and I nodd. "Why don't you ask Ruby to come with you?" 

"Oh she's busy" I say. I don't have that many friends, I think I have like 5 main friends. Ruby is my bestfriend but her mom is very strict she barely leaves the house, which I think it's pretty sad for Ruby. But I also kinda like being on my own and write down the stuff that had been filling up my head.

I go upstairs to fix my hair and put on some make-up, a wing as always. I grab my fave sweater and my macbook. Put some shoes on and leave the house without saying goodbye. "As if they will miss me" I mumble to myself.

My brother is kinda what you call a "Trouble kid" he's always the subject of the day every single day again. And there are like let me count... at least 5 fights a week about or with him. Not like small discussions but.. you know you get what I mean. Sometimes I just kinda feel like they forget that I'm also there. Whenever there's a fight I always go to my grandparents, they live like 5 minutes away.

I enter the café and order a tea. I'm not a coffee type of girl sadly enough. I want to be that girl who exactly know which coffee to order but I just really don't like coffee. I take a seat in a corner and open my macbook. I put on some  music and start to write.

"Hey what are you writing about?" a voice wakes me up from my thoughts. 

"U-uhm o-h n-nothing" I mumble. 

"Sorry for asking" he smiles. 

"That's okay" I smile. 

"May I ask your name?" he aks. 

"Sure" 

"Well?" 

"Ask" I said and he laughs. 

"What's your name?" he asks. 

"Allison" 

"Allison what?" 

"Allison Rose" 

"Nice to meet you Allison Rose, I'm Harry" 

"Harry what?" 

"Harry Styles" he gets his hand out and I shake his hand. 

"Nice to meet you too Harry Styles" I smile.

"So what are you doing here all alone?" He wonders. 

"Writing" I say. 

"About?" 

"Just some stuff" 

"Want to tell me about it?" He seems  excited. 

"Not today, sorry" 

"That's okay" he smiles. 

"Can I get you a drink?" he offers. 

"Yes just tea please" I smile. 

"Be right back" Harry stands up.

My phone goes off.

Mom: Allison can you please come home?

Of course mom... of course. I decide to leave a little note for Harry I mean I can't just leave without saying goodbye right?

Hi Harry Styles, sorry my mom needed me. Here's my number, maybe see you later? Allison Rose

I lay down the note on the table, hoping he will call me...

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