Chapter One
( “If Only…” )
As I wake up from what seemed like a long sleep, the thoughts that I get every day come into my mind as I check my phone. No replies, new messages, or notifications. “Haley, you’re never going to get a reply from him. He’s a superstar and you’re one of his fans, one of his MANY fans. Just stop trying.”
My mind depresses me the more I go in-depth with these thoughts. I just want to meet my one true idol, the one I look up to most… Harry Styles.
I message him every day over various social media’s (Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Kik, the list goes on and on.) hoping for an answer from him one day. Even a “Hello!” would make my day. If only he knew who I was…
I get up from my bed (lazily) and make my way over to my dresser. I pick up my blue hairbrush from my wood side-table and brush my long brown hair, hoping that there are no knots. I have a huge headache and I don’t need things bothering me right now.
As I look in the mirror, I notice my depression pills on the edge of my dresser. God, I hate taking them. But they’re the only thing that will stop me from doing something to myself, even though they don’t do much to make me happy.
I suffer from depression and anorexia. It’s not something I like talking about with people, but I guess everyone has problems and obstacles in life, right? Everyone has scars, some more than others. I’m not one of those types of people who wear long sleeves and shit to hide mine, because scars mean that people did and healed from something, and I (almost) healed from my problems.
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Just Another Fan (A Harry Styles Fanfic)
FanfictionHaley is a regular 18 year old with hopes on meeting her one true idol, the one she looks up to most... Harry Styles. She suffers with depression and anorexia, and he is the only thing helping her stay decently happy. What will happen? You shall...
