Above and Beyond: A One Direction Story

Chapter 10: Harry

HARRY: September 9

Hmmm well Liam gave me this journal and said to write what I feel.

Let's begin?

I feel like a cheat.

I escaped from my life though cheating. I grew up in New York in the less than great area, the Bronx.

Thank god I don't have an accent or anything. I would shoot myself if I would be sayin,"Eh you I'm from the Bronx."

Suddenly, when I was 14 something happened to my family and we moved to the upper east side and travelled to the Bay area a lot. I don't want anyone to know exactly what happened cause they will use me.

I went to a boarding school in Connecticut and then went to Berkeley with no scholarship. I didnt need one my parents could pay.

I don't belong in this life.

"Some are born great, some achieve greatness".... Errrr that sounds wrong I'll stop there.

Besides I don't deserve greatness.

Story of my life? I Would prefer to keep my methods secret.

Annie is a really nice girl. She makes me laugh and smile every time I see her. I only just met her, but she's perfect. But I can't be with her.

Again, I don't deserve her. I don't deserve anyone. That girl that was crying on the phone earlier?

My twin sister. I abandoned her when she most needed my help. I was so stupid back then.

I will never forgive myself. I don't deserve love if I'm not willing to give it.

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HARRY: Room 503

So that's what's writing a journal like. Damn. That brought me to tears. Stop with your own godamn self pity and grow up Harry.

All that you wrote down? It's true. Don't tell yourself any different.

Can I just spend the entire day chilling? I just pull out my laptop and spend the whole time on Facebook and YouTube.

Annie texts me three times. Poor girl. Its going to be hard to let her go. But it needs to be done.

"Hey Harry thanks for bring me to San Fran it was soo fun!"

"Hey do you want to hang out?"

"Listen I know you are in your room and I just wanted to know that it is very impolite to not answer any of my texts."

She knocks on my door.

I put my earbuds in and blast Paramore and Blood on the Dance Floor.

I don't deserve you Annie. You deserve better.