Forgotten. A Harry Styles FanFic

I'm Elizabeth Grace Wells, or should I say I'm the girl you wouldn't even notice if you were in an empty room with me. I go to Wolverhampton High School. I'm a nobody. At school I'm bullied by everyone. At home I'm abused by my step father named Chris. My mom is gone all the time working, she's a CEO at a huge company, so we have a pretty nice house and money. The only time she's home is when I'm at school. My step father told me that if I said anything to my mom about him abusing me, he would deny everything. I go through a lot of foundation covering up the scars Chris and I make. Yes I cut my wrists, it's not like any one would care if I did or didn't anyways. I usually wear long sleeve shirts everyday to cover the scars better. At school, there's a guy named Harry Styles, him and his four friends are the reason of all the cuts on my wrist. I sit next to him in chemistry and it's like I'm not even there. Until when my chemistry teacher pairs us together for a class project. I didn't know that day would drastically change my life forever.
All I am is a hopeless, ugly, abused, fat, and forgotten girl.