*Katherine's POV*
Richelle. Her story reminded me so much of Richelle.
Richelle's parents were always disappointed in her. She was never the A+ student they had been in their youth. Instead, she had a love for music. But they didn't approve.
So she did anything to rebel, and turned herself into what she was before her death. That still caused tears to brim and I had trouble swallowing. Her parents were planning the funeral arrangements and would let us know about it.
I tuned back into reality. Should I really trust Olivia? She looked like a mess, to be honest, and I knew she would never let herself look like that on purpose. Was this mess she created really causing her this much stress?
'Please. I know you must not trust me, but all I've ever wanted was to be happy. And right now, I'm about as far as possible from it. Katherine, Harry was doing this so my father would know to stop trying to get me with him! Please forgive him,' she begged, practically on her knees.
I sighed. Why did everyone want me to get back with Harry so badly? He seriously hurt me. Maybe I should just go with Lisa's plan and talk it out, and stay friends with him.
But what about Olivia? She was so much like Richelle, but took a different route than her. Richelle chose to go full out in rebellion, but Olivia chose to cower behind a fake personality. I honestly pitied her.
Now I wasn't trying to replace Richelle with Olivia. But I should try to be her friend. A quick glance to Lisa told me she felt the same way.
'Hey, do you want to stay over?' she asked, ever the hostess.
Olivia looked shocked. 'Really? Seriously? Okay! But I haven't any clothes!'
'You can borrow some of mine,' I offered.
'Or mine, since I'm a bit shorter,' Lisa offered.
'Thanks so much. I've never had real friends before,' she said, sighing contentedly.
She then realized she just called us her friends and blushed.
'I mean, if you want to be my friend. I'm not trying to throw myself at you,' she coughed uncomfortably.
Now I really felt bad for her. If she was hanging out with a bunch of Olivias and wasn't like that at all, I would just want to kill myself. Awh hell, why not let her be our friend?
'Of course you're our friend! As long as you drop that fake exterior,' I teased.
She smiled, pleased to be accepted. I guess she truly wasn't that bad. Maybe things between us could work.
'How about this. We wipe our slates clean and start over. I'm Katherine Santana.'
'I'm Lisa Jenks,' Lisa inputted.
Olivia positively glowed.
'And I'm Olivia Peterson.'
*Harry's POV*
I felt horrible. I wanted to go to Lisa's home and beg Katherine some more. But they would probably just slam the door on my face.
I sighed and laid back on my bed. Why did I have to agree to Olivia? I knew I didn't like her. I mean after she told me her dad was forcing her to try to get one of the boys to gain some fame, I felt bad for her. So that kiss was to ensure she would never get me and could convince her dad, and also to get some space from us.
But then Katherine came along. Why was Zayn with her? When she did she wake up from the coma? Why didn't she call when she got up? Why didn't Zayn call?
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Look Into My Eyes (A 1D Fan Fic)
FanficKatherine Santana lived a typical life, excluding her life at home. High school, boys, work, etc. She couldn't wait to graduate and celebrate her freedom during the summer. However, One Direction isn't letting her life stay normal. They need an open...