Paper Airplanes (Harry Styles)

Prologue

Rylee's Pov

"Rylee Baxton? Is that you?"

Oh no that voice. It's him. I shouldn't have came. I turned around to see the one and only Harry Styles.

Chapter 1

I woke up to the dreaded sound of my alarm. Another day closer to my death. Thank God! I can't wait to leave this place and finally be at peace. Actually, a place without Harry Styles IS peace.

I sat up in bed and did a stretch/ yawn sorta thing. I got up and took a nice, warm shower. The shower is wear I think about life. I know it sounds stupid, but it's true. I got out of the shower and went to my closet to pick out clothes for the day. My closet is a walk in closet, but it's really small. I picked out a simple red v-neck, with black shorts and red chucks. I also picked out some undergarments( I personally hate that word) that I had put on in the bathroom. I walked to my vanity table, thing, whatever you call it, that's sitting in the corner of my room. I sat down and applied black eyeshadow, mascara, and black eyeliner. I didn't look hot, but I didn't look bad. I looked....decent. I walked downstairs and saw no one was there. My parents were always at work and I rarely saw them. I'm fine with it because I can do almost anything without getting caught. I grabbed and apple and my school bag and walked outside to my dark blue M5. Like I said, my parents are always working, but there job pays really well. Don't ask me what they do because I don't know at all. I was hurrying to get to the car because of my neighbor Harry Styles. He's the popularest kid at NorthWay High(made that up) To me he's the rudest kid at NorthWay. He would stop at nothing to ruin my life, that's why I cut and I was thinking about dying earlier. He even makes paper airplanes bad. I have every class with him as when the teacher's not looking, he'll right an insult on a piece of paper, fold it into a paper airplane, and throw it at me. Somehow, it always hits my nose. Even though it sounds stupid, what he writes really hurts me and he writes it on the wing so I can't avoid reading it.

I drove to school and parked in the parking lot behind the school, so no one will bother me. You see, at this school everyone hates me because Harry hates me. I don't know why he does, he just does. I only have 2 friends, Melody Write and Madelyn Lee. They've stood by me through EVERYTHING. They're the greatest friends ever.

I took out my phone that had my ear plugs plugged into to it, and played my 'favorites' playlist. That playlist consisted of Blink 182, Justin Bieber, Danity Kane, Death Cab for Cutie, and my all time favorite.... ARIANA GRANDE!!! I am in love with her music.

I walked into the school and basically ran to my locker. I put in the combo, 15-7-23, and took out my English book. As I closed my locker and turned around, I saw the one and only Harry Styles, standing against the wall with his friends, looking at me.

OH CRAPOLA!

He walked over to me and smirked.

"Hey slut"

"Hi" I mumbled as quietly as I can.

"You know you're to fat for shorts."

Ouch! That stung a little.

I sighed and turned around. Its 8 am and I'm to tired to do this. I was about to walk away when I felt someone pull my waist back. Harry had pulled me back against his chest.

"You respond to me when I'm talking to you. Got it bitch?" He snarled at me.

"Y-yes" I quickly nodded and he let me go.

"Good. Now get out of my sight. NOW!"

I ran off to the benches that are outside if the school and sat down. I started to cry a bit. I'm a very sensitive person. It's just my personality, I hate it, but I can't help it.

The bell, that indicated we need to go to class, rung. I wiped away my tears and walked to my first period class. With Harry. Who is also in all of my other classes. This is gonna be a long day.