Meeting by Mistake - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Walking. Is probably one of the best things that I can do with my past time. All alone, to me is a blessing, it means I don't have to be at home with my drunk of a father, or with my asshole of a boyfriend. I dreaded going home every night, all my dad does is bitch and complain about how he wished I never existed, I just grin and bear it I guess. I don't blame him. I killed my mother, well not intentionally. She died giving birth and he loved her more than anything in the world. But even so, it is pretty sad to know that your own boyfriend takes his side and not yours. Sometimes I wonder who I have. I am one of those people who are usually left out of things, I have few friends and not all of them trustworthy. I live in this small city of Windsor, nothing much to offer here. Heck, all of Canada don't even know this city exists. The streets are always lit up with speeding cars, parks aren't ever filled with kids, you always hear sirens in the background, not a very wonderful place to be but I guess this place I can call home. I walked along the sidewalk on my way home from school. School. Now that's a whole another story. Unfortunately my friends just graduated so now I'm all alone. At 18 you would think that I could handle myself but high school is a living hell. I don't even want to get on that topic.

I walk up the stone path to my front steps. The path is covered in freshly cut grass, I have always loved the smell of that. My house isn't the nicest, I live in the middle of the city, the house is a duplex but we own both the upstairs and the downstairs. My dad stays downstairs, and I stay upstairs, it is like my own little house where I can do as I please. I walk up my steps onto my porch into my house and up my stairs into the apartment above. I throw my keys onto the table and jump onto my bed snuggling my face into my comforter. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard my phone begin to ring. It could only be one of two people. My boyfriend who I really don't want to talk too, or Katie, one of my best friends. I pick up the phone and look at the name. James. Great.

"Hey James, whats up?"

"Hey Babe, I thought I told you to call me after you got out of school? Remember?! I was supposed to drive you home!"

"OH, sorry about that I just wanted to walk home, some time to think and stuff"

"I don't care, Im your boyfriend, Its your obligation to CALL me before you do things" He said getting more agitated.

"Yeah, sorry. I won't do it again."

"You better not, remember what happens when you don't respect me. Well I have to go now. I'll call you later and I'll come over. Bye."

And with that he hung up. James is the kind of boyfriend who doesn't really respect the person he is with. Sure, his looks at decent. He is tall, has short messy brown hair with side bangs, he wears rae bands and usually wife beater tank tops, I think they suit his personality well. I wouldn't wanna be his wife. I plan on breaking up with him, but I am afraid too, after all he is already abusive, so I am afraid of what he will do. With that I go and open up my laptop, making my eyes squint. All I do all day is Tumblr, Facebook, Youtube and Deviantart, oh and my guilty pleasure, anime fan fictions. Yes. I like anime, a lot. Ttebayo Motherfuckers. As I am scrolling down my dashboard I hear my phone go off again. "Who is it now!" I muttered to myself, It better not be James again I really don't want to talk to him.

"Hel-"

"OMG FINALLY YOU ANSWERED OMG I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK YOU!"

"Oh Hey Katie, Sorry, I had it off all day.. sure shoot"

"Kay, so like, you know like, that band One Direction?!"

"Yeah.. you have only been obsessing over them for what.. like two years now? How do I NOT know them?"

"Well, D'Anna can't go anymore, so I have an extra ticket... wanna come?!?!?!?"

"No, I can't. James will kill me, literally. Remember the last time I had to sneak to a concert because he wouldn't let me if I asked?"