Hi I'm basically 18. My name is Lola horan. I'm famous by my dad niall horan. Yes from one direction. Nobody even notices me anymore since my mom died. I miss her so much. I was popular and now I'm nobody. Anyway back to the story. "Hey love" this cute guy with curly hair walked up to me. I smiled at him. "H-hi" I say confused. "My name is Harry styles.your dad teaches here and in in his band." "I'm Lola, nice to meet you." He lifted my head up and wiped the tears because I was crying because I thought of my mom. "Don't cry" he kisses me and my dad pulls me away. "Call me" he yells. I smile. "Wtf were you doing kissing him young lady" my dad says. " because he notices me" I start to cry. "Sweetie don't cry over your mom"he says. "I CANT HELP IT DAD!" I run out the doors of the school and to my house. I went into my bedroom bathroom and locked the door. I stared cutting my arm. I hear a knock on the door. "Babe are you in there" I hear Harry ask. I cover up my arm and unlock .....Todos os Direitos Reservados
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