Torn in Pieces(Harry Styles FanFic)

Torn in Peieces(Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 5

I fill ot the rest of the paper quickly and turn it into the office before I head toward my next class. It finishes quickly and thankfully it's time to go home. I stand by the tall statue of a roaring lion, which was our school mascot, and where my mom usually picks me up. Before I know it my mom's speeding toward me in or shining black Mercades Benz. As she pulls up I open the door not even waitiing for her to come to a complete stop.

"I have a surprise for you!" She says grinning like a fool.

I simply nod as she speeds off towards my 'surprise'

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As we pull in front of the house I notice a beat up pick-up truck in the driveway. It was amazing. It was a faded blue with rust forming around the bottom, wich wasn't so bad, and the windows were a bit dusty and scratched but that of course wasn't a problem. As we pull up to the house and park I hop out to examine it a bit more closely. The inside was coated with worn down blue leather and had a radio, but no place to put in a CD, wich also wasn't a problem since I didn't own any. It was perfect.

"Do you like it? I remember when you were younger it was your dream to own one of these!" My mom says with a nervous expression on her face.

"I love it!" I shout "It could't be more perfect!"

I run into her open arms and she hands me a black pair of keys.

"Take it for a spin." She grins widely. "Be back by curfew!"

I take the keys from her hands and open the door to my new car. Well new to me.

"Man Skylyn is going t-" I stop my self and frown slightly, forgeting that me and Skylyn wern't exactly on speaking terms.

I lay my head on the steering wheel and try to think of other places I could go, knowing Skylyn was my only friend. I start up the car and back out. I'm going to the only place I could think of. The bookstore.

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I sit alone at me and Skylyn's usual nook in the corner reading one of my favorites, Pride and Prejudice. I don't know what it was about it but it took me to some far off land, where everything was....perfect.

"Hey Amara. I didn't know you came here." says a familiar voice.

I look up and see Wren with a wide smile. His pure black hair in his usual 'I just woke up' hairdo. As I stare at his dark green shirt I realize he works here. I'm surprised I didn't realize before. Not every person wears a white name tag stating there name.

"Oh yea, It's one of my favorite places." I finally answer.

"Yea, mine too. My grandfather is getting older so he asked me if I wanted to work here for a bit, and eventually take over."

I nod in understanding.

"Well I better get back to work. See you around."

I watch as he walks away leaving me to enjoy my book.

Wren P.O.V.

I walk away and let out a huff of air I didn't know I was holding. God I loved her so much. The way her eyebrows crinkled when she was deep into a book. Even the messy bun that she would throw in her hair because she didn't care what anyone thought of her. "You don't love her, You just think you do all because of what happened with your mommy. Admit it." My rather annoying subconscious adds. I brush off the thoughts and continue stacking the books, sneaking a few glances at Amara.

Amara P.O.V.

I finish Pride and Prejudice for what seems like the millionth time and check my clock. It read 10:45 pm. I knew I was going to be exhausted at school.  I still had to drive home,  which was all the way across town, pick out my outfit before hand, and shower. I don't even wanna think of the fact that its 15 minutes till curfew.

I stand from my chair and head out of the bookstore dialing my mom as I do so. I listen to the dial tone until she finally picks up.

"Hey, curfews soon you going to be home?"

"That's what I was going to call you about, I'm going to be running a little bit late."

"Okay, just hurry you have some guest."

I wrinkle my eyebrows in confusion.

"Who?"

" I'm not sure. There's 5 boys and all they keep saying is that your the contest winner."