50 Shades of Sex (Harry Styles)

Chapter One

Guys, I'm rewriting this chapter! I'm not very happy with it!

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It's the first day of my new School. And I'm not liking it.

"Hey, new girl!" I heard, and I didn't bother turning around. "Are you going to church with that thing?" He teases and everyone around him laughs. I couldn't hide or even wash away the heat rising up my cheeks, because I was not only embarrassed. I got humiliated.

I'm not even wearing something suitable for church. I'm wearing a loose black AC/DC shirt, a skirt, and a high-cut converse. But still, as usual, I'm not good enough.

It's obviously because of my face. My eyebrows are so horrible that I almost looked like a girl with manly eyebrows. My cheeks and my arms were filled with freckles, and I couldn't tell if some of these are tiny moles or something.

The thing is, I hate myself.

I don't hate myself for being ugly, I hated myself because I didn't had the strength in me to fight back. To at least, talk back at them. I was too weak to do that, because I had no one beside me to support nor protect me.

No one besides my mother, who has no idea what's happening to me right now.

I never told her anything, because I buried my problems on my wrist.

But I was three months clean. . . Until now.