A/N: sorry it didn't post this earlier... I actually thought I posted this, and when I didn't get any comments I was confused until I saw I never posted it haha oops (it's was very embarrassing) it then dawned on me I never edited it, so i decided to do it when the next day since I had off, but I strained my shoulder and bicep that night at work (my right arm, which is my writing arm) and I have been in a sling and in a lot of pain... With it being my right arm I have not been able to write/ type. I tried typing with my left hand but i looked like a 2 year old trying to type. Haha I thought I would be better than I was. Anyways so sorry this is late, but I couldn't edit it and I didn't want to post it unedited (it was really bad) I'm currently trying to write the next chapter, but it's just taking longer because my arm starts to hurt... I'm out of work until this coming up Thursday, so I will try write the next chapter over the next couple days. Thank you for being patient it feels like something keeps preventing me from writing/updating (frustrating for me as well) I hope you like this chapter....
Eva's POV
I took a long hot bath before I went to bed last night, and I thought about everything that has happened this past month and a half. I still can't believe it's been a month and a half since I moved in with the Styles. It feels so much longer than that...
A small part of me wishes I never moved in with the Styles, but the bigger part of me is glad I moved in. I really got to know the sweet side of Harry, and I got to experience how a real family works. I just wish these past three weeks didn't happen. Life would be a lot less complicated!
It's Monday morning and I'm in the kitchen eating breakfast. "Do you want a ride?" Harry asks me as he walks into the kitchen. He walks over to the fridge and takes out a pre-made smoothie (Joyce made a bunch before she left for the weekend,Friday) I stare at my oatmeal and just shrug my shoulders in response.
"I'll take that as a yes." Harry is clearly annoyed with my attitude. I know I shouldn't be so harsh towards him, but I don't know how else to act around him right now. If I act the way I want to then he might get the wrong idea. I don't want him to get the wrong idea. I will let him drive me to school though, it's the end of January and it's freezing outside. I can't wait until March... I'm craving the warm weather, so I can go to the beach.
"I'm leaving in ten minutes." He tells me.
"Ok." I mumble, I finish the rest of my breakfast before I rush to my room to brush my teeth. Ten minutes later and I'm sitting in Harry's car waiting for him.
"Sorry." He tells me as he buckles his seatbelt, I shrug and look down at my lap. It doesn't take us long to arrive at school. Harry and I walk in silence through the student parking lot together. Ellie comes running up to us and wraps her arms around me, I hug her back. She shoots Harry a smirk before turning her attention back to me.
"I don't know about you, but I can't wait until it gets warmer outside--- its freaking freezing." Ellie complains.
"See you in class." Harry says before he walks towards a few of his friends. He started hanging out with a few guys after he stopped talking to Ryan and Lizzie. Harry's new friends pretend to be the bad boys at school, but really they are the sweetest guys in this town. I've known them since middle school, and I'm glad Harry made friends with them. They will be good for him... I hope.
"Did you make up? Ellie asks me.
"Not really, he is determined to earn my trust back." I tell her.
"Are you going to let him?" She asks, she knows me so well.
"I want him to work for it---really work for it." I explain.
"And you should." She smiles. The warning bell rings and we now only have five minutes to get to first period before we are late.
"Do you want to go to lunch with me and the girls?" Ellie asked me.
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My Complicated Life! (AU Harry Styles Fanfic)
FanfictionEva Jackson was that one girl in high school everyone knows about. Nearly all of them thought she was the coolest, most perfect person alive. But behind her bright persona was a girl with an un-caring mother that was never even her own. She kept who...