Promise
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I was falling. Just falling through the bleak, black hole of life. I fell through primary school. Until I met him. Though sometimes I would still fall I would stop soon as I could hear or see him. Whenever he was there I just returned to reality and the hole disappeared. My life became bright and sunny and colourful and so vibrant. But whenever he went even if it was just for a second the hole would return and I would go back to a bleak quiet shy girl. So when he left forever what would happen to me? Would my life be just a hole of nothing? Or could Harry save me again? Pixie was the type of girl who just drifted round the playground of primary school. Never talking or seeming to be balanced, mentally or physically. Kids avoided her and teachers referred to her as the 'dead girl'. She was dead inside though most of the time she looked dead Losing her mother had hit her so hard that she just died. Unfortunately destiny selfishly decided to keep her body down on earth and when all she wanted was to go and join her mother and the angels. The first day of secondary school, she met Harry. Harry Styles. He had moved from his birth home of Cheshire to live in Findhorn. Pixie had seen him briefly on the bus that first morning but didn't take much notice of him. I mean after all he was just another kid on the bus who would call her dead girl. She tried to ignore him but whenever she caught his eye, her stomach filled with butterflies.They didn't talk as they were opposites. And you know what they say, opposites attract...but do they attract forever or will yet another loved one be ripped from Pixies's life?
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PLEASE NOTE THAT I AM PERIODICALLY EDITING ALL THESE CHAPTERS, SO THEY MIGHT BE AWFUL BECAUSE I WAS YOUNG AND DIDN'T KNOW WHAT GRAMMAR WAS A YEAR AGO.... We used to have this game. I would sit in the audience and he would have to try and find me before the end of the show. If he did he would have to do something really weird we agreed upon while on stage. But as One Direction became more famous, tickets became more expensive and I wasn’t going to rely on Harry paying for every live show I attended. So I would visit a couple of times, I met the boys a few times and they were really lovely, but it wasn’t enough to keep the relationship Harry and I had as strong as it was. I get an occasional “Hey” text every month or so, but I haven’t seen him in about 2 years. Living right next to the Style/Cox household, I see Anne and Gemma all the time, but the few times that Harry came home, I was either on vacation or in college in the states. Harry was my best friend, but it seems like every day, the hope that we will go back to the old days comes slighter. But, little did Harry know, I was coming back into his life, well I didn’t technically know either. With my long blonde hair that reached the small of my back, dip dyed pink and purple at the ends instead of my short hair that stopped just after my shoulder blades. With my thin legs and flat stomach instead of my chubby cheeks. And the fact that I was no longer the little girl that every guy wanted as their best friend, but the girl that every guy drooled over. Harry was bound to not recognize me when I sat in the third row of his next concert in London … did I mention that every concert he would win the game?

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