The feeling is not mutual....
Hi. I'm Ariana Grande, and I'm in the middle of my third year of college. My first year was fine, but during my second year, Harry Styles came along. Maybe it was his looks, or maybe his charm, but he easily became one of the most popular guys on campus. I don't know what made him notice me, maybe because I didn't dress like a prostitute, or throw myself at him like other girls. One day, he shoved me around and threw my books as his friends laughed. I don't even remember caring. The only thing running through my mind was how my heart seemed to skip a beat whenever he was around. That was the first day Harry bullied me, and he's continued ever since. From that day on, I figured out two things: that he hated me, and that I was deeply in love with him.
*A|N: hey bitches. This story is coming VERY soon, like when I start 'The Story of My Everything', I will be writing this. This story is not what you would call typical. In fact, as I run the plot through my head it gets a little confusing...... HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!!!*
~Ashley (;
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Lovesick.
Fanfiction*credit to @secutegrxnde for the cover* love·sick /ˈləvˌsik/ adjective "in love, or missing the person one loves, so much that one is unable to act normally." The feeling's not mutual. We have a love-hate relationship. He hates me. I love him. "You...
