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Sorting the house

My inside sort of mushed together as the light grew nonexistent behind the mountains. I was tough most of the time... but when the sun went down... and the darkness crept in, I was so vulnerable. Darkness was my worst fear, and it has been ever since my step dad beat me. I was on the verge of death, and all I remember was laying there in complete darkness, I couldn't help but panic. So that's the main reason why I was terrified of the dark. My hands traveled around the house, turning on every single light I could find. I wasn't familiar with the house, but I did my best. I had already set up my room with everything I packed... and my heart cracked just a tiny bit as I realized that I packed Greg's shirt. I used to wear it when I slept because it smelt of him... not all it smells like is rotten memories and betrayal. So I threw it out the window... only then hearing a small chuckle from outside. My heart sunk and I didn't dare peek outside "Who is it!?" I screeched out the still open window.

"Thanks for the shirt love!" A voice called up to me, full of humor and amusement.

Harry

"What the hell Harry! You about gave me a fucking heart attack!" I walked over to the window and peeked outside to see him staring up at me. Even for this far, his eyes glowed like emeralds.

"Good to see you to!" He called up. Then he placed the shirt down and crossed his arms "So, are you gonna invite me in or are we gonna have a nice conversation like Rapunzel."

I chuckled and raced down stairs. Of course he would bring the whole princess part into it... I felt like I was trapped here. But then again ti was my choice and I needed to live with it. My hand found the door nob and I giggled it, realizing that it was locked from my paranoid self. Another paranoia I had, was the fact I hated being alone. And when I was, I was terrified of being raped and killed so I locked my doors and windows and prayed that I was safe. I unlocked the door and swung it open, coming face to face with that stupid smirk he always wore. I had to admit, it was attractive but it was also ridiculous at how often he handed it out. "May I ask what your doing here?" my arms folded over my chest and I didn't offer him the right to come inside until he answered me.

He sighed "Grams said you needed company... so ta da!"

"I never asked for company." I denied.

"So you don't want me over...." He pretended to look hurt and he frowned looking down.

"Oh shut up Styles." I decided to spare him the note of how scared I was of being alone... in the dark, and I was grateful he was here. So I stepped back and left the door open, indicating for him to come in. "What made her so sure I wanted company."

"She said she saw you looking a little stressed through your window." He shrugged "Doesn't surprise me you looked stressed, moving is a big pain in the ass. Trust me... I know."

"Do I wanna know?" I asked as I lead him into the kitchen.

"Its a long story."

"Would you like some tea? And trust me... your here... might as well share."

He smiled "If I'm gonna tell you then yes... I would like some tea."

I nodded and pulled out two cups from the cabinet "Please, do tell."

He took in a deep breath and sat down at the kitchen table, folding his arms neatly over each other. "So, I used to live in England with my friends Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam. When we were about 15 and 16 we decided that we should start a band." again he took in another breath and looked me in the eye. "Niall could play the guitar, Liam could play the drums, Zayn was a hell of a singer along with Louis and myself. So we ended up going that rout in life! We did really well. Gigs at school dances, gigs at bars when we turned 18 and we even did a small concert. Our writer said that we had a chance to get big! Like really big... famous as Taylor Swift and Katy Perry. So of course we took it and welcomed it with opened arms. Turned out the only way that would happen is if we packed up all our shit and move to the US... Colorado. We still aren't that famous, and Simon our manager said he was working on it. We have a somewhat big gig this Sunday at Perries Bar, and I guess that's a start. We have been here for three months and now Simon gives us something to work with."

I nodded in understanding "That's pretty harsh." my bottom lip pouted as I slid Harry his cup of tea.

"Tell me about it."

So both of us has moved and left everything behind... we were more alike then I thought. "Do you still ahng out a lot with your other friends?" I asked while tacking a small sip of my steaming tea.

He nodded "Every day after work. We make new songs and work on them just in case we have a gig that is somehow thrown on us." he chuckled and shrugged.


"Do you think I could come one day?" I asked out of the blue. I even surprised myself with the question... I barely knew him and I was asking the meet him and his friends AND on top of that hear them practice their songs. Granted he was probably used to having random people hear him sing... but practice was totally different.

I was so ready for him to shoot me down, but instead he welcomed my question with a cute dimpled smile and a simple "Sure."

"Sure?" I questioned him

He laughed "Were you expecting me to say no?"

"In all honesty yes." I laughed awkwardly.

"Why?"

"I barely know you and I just asked to hang out with you and your friends while you play."

He shrugged again "So what. It good that you want to meet my friends... you need new ones. Plus, its not a big deal that you want to hear us play. We need advise on our music anyways."

"Are you sure?"

He greeted me with another smile "Of course love. I want you to come. After work tomorrow, how about that?"

I nodded egerly, my face blossoming a bright red "I'd love that."

Notes

I love this chapter! And I hope it's long enough! Again I just wanted you all to know I still need girlfriends for Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn! Please, please, please comment below if you would like to be put in my story as their future girlfriend. I'll message you with more details on your character and you will be put into the story.

Bye!

xXMadiXx

Comments

Lajdksakdjf!!! I'm dying over here! I can't believe Louis said that! Sounds like he doesn't like her, like he hates her f.cling guts. I cannot believe what I just read!

I swear. Every story I've read where the girl is sick and throwing up, she always ends up being pregnant! It never fails. Guess I can add this story to the list lol. Everyone saw that coming. Great update though. I wonder how Robert is going to react to this. He's going to go bat-sh.t crazy!

@xXDelaneyXx
Lol, no. I loved it. It's just that it wasn't anywhere near sad compared to the last chapter lol.

Mimi_ Mimi_
12/23/14