Paige Noel Styles

Chapter 9

Harry's p.o.v

I look into the mirror and see the bags under my eyes. I had to sit outside Paige's door last night and listen to her screams turn into cries. It's one of the hardest things I have ever done.

A knock on my door pulls me from my thoughts and I call for them to come in.

Paige appears from behind the door and the bags under her eyes make mine look like nothing.

"Come here." I say, engulfing her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry." She cries.

"It's okay." I hold back.

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Later that day:

Paige's p.o.v

"Have you heard the demo?" Liam ask Niall.

"Yeah, they showed me today when I went to the studio." He says, shoveling in food.

I giggle a little at the sight of it as we sit around the dinner table.

Last night was awful. This morning was awful. This dinner is great though. Being around all of the boys can make anyone's day amazing.

"Oh Paige, I forgot to tell you. The girls said that they would come next week, they were so sorry they couldn't come today and they are so excited to meet you. Yada yada." Zayn laughs.

"Oh okay." I laugh.

"How is your school work going?" Louis ask me.

"Good." I say.

"We wanted to talk to you about that." Harry says.

"Ok." I murmur.

"How would you feel about going to real school?" He ask.

"Oh, um, well." I stutter.

"Have you ever been to real school?" Louis ask.

"Yeah, I went until sixth grade, then my teacher started catching on to my abuse and my mother took me out of school." I shrug.

"So why don't you want to go back?" Zayn ask.

"I have trouble making friends. I was never the most popular girl, I was always the trashy girl." I frown, pushing around the food on my plate.

"That's not you anymore. Your Paige Styles the daughter of the extremely handsome British boy." Harry says a smirk on his lips.

I smile and the boys join in saying how I'm the niece of the most handsome of the band and so on.

"I would just really like it if I could continue being homeschooled. Even if I went to school I would be three grades ahead of where I really am because I have worked ahead so much." I sigh.

"Okay, I will let you continue being homeschooled, but you will have a session with a tutor once a week to check progress and to help you." Harry says.

"Okay." I smile.