Hey my names "freak"

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Hi I'm Kasey Bates and this is my story. As she walked down the hall people stare "god what a freak" one girl states what they don't know is that it hurt like bitch to get called a freak but I guess I'm used to it by now. Yea its sad but I can't do anything about it now. I just sleep, and eat, cut and go home. Well it doesn't hurt as much as you would think it would. Tripped by everyone else I decided to go to home school. But I'm pretty sure that my mom hates me to. So I just go to the park and sit there with a smile and listening to fix you by coldplay so yea my normal day.

        Until he came he was playing with his friend with a football and he didn't catch the ball the damn thing hit me right in the face. When I came to I was in the hospital bed,like I said I'm used to it. "woah", i said holding my four head with my palms i look to see the stranger in front of me,"what did you do to me?" i asked the fucking hot guy in front of me he stared at me for a while then answered " oh you are just beautiful, my name is Harry Styles, and like i..... kinda hit you with a football in the four head" he said in a deep accent that sounded British. I smiled at the thought of being beautiful then laughed "what, me, beautiful you've got to be kidding me I'm not beautiful if anything I'm fucking ugly" he looked surprised at my answer to that.

        then he answered "sure I'm gonna change your mind about that, hey whats your name so i can at least buy you dinner or lunch or whatever" i know i looked mad or something because "my name is Kasey Bates, and no thanks i don't eat" i said to impress him but to find him looking sad "oh okay well can i have your number you in case you change your mind." "okay whatever" i wrote it in his phone " I don't care what you say I'm calling you " he said kinda happy i have not seen happy in years since im 17 years old and live in sanfrancisco so yea.

*thank you thank you thank you for reading i hope you like it so far ok ily night -lacey.

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