Heal My Heart... Please

Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter. I have been trying to update everyday. Sorry if they are a little late though.

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Chapter 2

"Dana? You alive? You have been asleep for a good 3 hours. I unpacked your stuff for you. Wanna come down and eat?"my mom asked sitting on the side of my bed.

I groggily sat up and took in my surroundings. Then it all came rushing back. Moving to London. My mom's mansion. Having to start a new life here. All of a sudden, my head was pounding. Great.

"Come down for dinner when you're ready." she told me while she exited my room. I walked casually into what looked like a kitchen a couple minutes later to find Mom setting the table and getting ready to sit down. I sat down across from her and hungrily dug into my spaghetti.

"So my guess is you have graduated high school correct?"

"Yep." I said with my mouth full.

"What were your plans before this whole thing happened?"

"I actually wanted to be a makeup artist."my mom looked at me surprised. "I was going to go to college and everything. Now I just don't know."

"Don't worry silly! I can't teach you everything you need to know. You can even come to work with me. It's the perfect plan!" she exclaimed excitedly.

"That would be awesome." I guess my mom wasn't so bad. She probably had her reasons for leaving my dad. I couldn't stay mad at her. She was too nice and innocent.

After dinner was over, I helped clear the table, and said good night to my mom. I gave her an awkward hug and thanked her for taking me in. I went up stairs to get ready for bed. I threw on a big tshirt that barely covered my butt. I didn't care. I just wanted more sleep.

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I woke at 9 am to a ton of noise coming from downstairs. I threw my hair up in a messy bun, washed my face, and went to investigate.

"What the hell is all this noise for?" I yelled walking down the stairs. "I am trying to sleep." I turned the corner into the kitchen to see the surprised faces of five drop dead gorgeous boys. They instantly quieted down and stared at me.

"What the actual fuck." All of a sudden my tshirt didn't feel so big any more. I could feel ten eyes looking at me intently. I blushed and excused myself. I ran up the stairs and back into the safety of my room.

"MOTHER!!" I yelled. I heard her excuse herself and make her way up the stairs. She entered my room calmly.

"Really? You couldn't have warned me?"

"Sorry. The boys usually have breakfast here on the weekends. I didn't really think. Get ready and come back down stairs. They have been dying to meet you."

"Mom. I don't care about a bunch of boys who think they are too good to walk on this planet."

"Oh come on. You don't even know them. They are really nice and just like normal people. Come downstairs. If you aren't down in the next 20 minutes I will come back up and bring you down myself." she said sternly.

"Fine!" I said exasperated.

"Oh! And wear something nice." she said before leaving and closing the door behind her.

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I jumped into the shower and let the hot water wash away my worries. I blow dried my hair until it was silky and straight and went to search in my closet for something cute and casual. I might as well make a good first impression. I settled on a tight pair of denim short shorts and a light pink cami. I purposely wore a push up bra to show off my not so flat chest. If I had to get along with celebrities, I might as well look good doing it. I whipped on a little mascara and made my way downstairs to faced the awkwardness I had left down there.

I cautiously walked into the kitchen to find them all sitting around the table eating pancakes. When my mom saw me, she smiled. They all noticed and turned around.

"Boys, this is my daughter, Dana, I told you about. She will be living with me for a while and is also a makeup artist. She will probably be practicing on you so get to know her." she motioned for me to come over to the table.

"Hi guys." I said awkwardly.

A hand shot in my direction instantly making the situation less awkward. "Hi. I'm Harry." the curly haired one said shaking my hand. As if I didnt already know his name. He looked at me intently, his gorgeous green eyes lingering on my cleavage. I continued around the table meeting Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn. I guess they seemed pretty normal. Except Harry. He continued staring at me. And Niall. He ate more than I think was normal and blushed every time our eyes met.

When breakfast was over I got up to clear the dishes and Harry jumped up to help me. The other boys followed in pursuit but Harry gave them a look and they all sat back down. Weird. He followed me into the kitchen, each of us with a big pile of dishes. He offered to help wash them but I said it was fine and that my mom would probably handle them. I leaned against the counter. Harry came over and leaned against the fridge across form me.

"So Dana." he looked at me with those huge green eyes.

"So Harry." I shot back. Oh god. Was I flirting with him. No I couldn't. I swore off boys. They were all douchebags.

"Do you maybe wanna hang out with us boys for the day? We could show you our flat and hang out. It's right across the street."

I have no idea why but I found myself saying "Sure." What was wrong with me? I guess this would at least make my mom happy.

"Mom." I called.

"yes." I heard from somewhere in the house.

"I'm spending the day with Harry and the boys if that's ok."

"Yeah sure. Have fun." she said sticking her head in the doorway and winking at me. I blushed. Well this was going to be interesting.