Once Apon A Time (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

I hurried down the stairs, loosing my footing and tripping on my way down. We have these stairs which you can only fit half your foot on on the way down, which is what all stairs are like, you just don't realise it until your stairs are stone, not carpet. Carpet cushions your step, but stone- let me tell you- stone does not soften your step when the middle of your foot collides with the corner of the stair. So you have to step down positioning your foot sideways on the stair, but today? today I was too excited to think about the position of my feet on the stairs, which is what incidentally caused me to trip.

"MUM!" I shrieked. She was watching Desperate Housewives.

Mum rushed over to where I still lay at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her in hope.

"Yes?"

"Did it come?" I half whispered.

"No sweetie, it didn't." She sighed, already walking back to the sofa, eyes gluing themselves back to the tv.

I didn't bother trying to hide the disappointment on my face. I had been waiting weeks for this book to arrive. How much longer was it going to take?

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and when mum didn't get up to see who it was about 5 seconds later, I grunted and heaved myself off the stairs. May as well do it myself if Mum can't be bothered to tear her eyes away from the telly for a few seconds. It was Henry. I rolled my eyes.

"Unless you're Augustus Waters you can go away." I said, turning my back on him.

"Huh?" My little brother stepped inside, and not bothering to wipe his feet on the new and cheesy 'Welcome Home' mat mum picked out from Homeware, trailed mud all over the marble floor as he sludged over to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich.

"I'm waiting for my book."

"Who's Augustus Waters?"

I rolled my eyes again, exasperated at having to explain every little thing to him.

"One of the main characters in the book."

"What book is it?"

"God do you have to know everything?! You ask way too many questions."

He shrugged as he poured himself a glass of orange juice.

"Just curious." He took a gulp and walked out of the kitchen with it. Brothers.

"Muuumm." I whined. "I'm going back to Uni soon what if the book doesn't come by then?"

"I'll send it to you."

"But shouldn't it be here by now?!"

"Go buy it at the bookstore or something." She said, reaching for the cheetos in the bowl next to her without taking her eyes off the telly.

"Ugh. But I already ordered it online!"

"Cancel your order and get your money back."

For god's sake. She's not supposed to have an answer for everything. She's just supposed to tell me what I wanna hear and that it'll be here soon.

"Fine, I'll go to the bookstore." I said, rolling my eyes as I tugged my boots on.

"Thank you."

"Bye." I shut the door before I could get a reply.

As I opened the door to Harley's Bookstore, the familar 'Ding' of the bell rung in my ears.

I began to scan the shelves, and found the letter 'T' in no time. I ran my finger over the line of books. Old, new, scruffy, shiny, ripped, and some just a few remaining pages of what you could once call a book. I looked at all of the titles in the 'T' section, no Hazel Grace appeared from any of the pages. I frowned. Someone better not have bought it.