take me home

rated pg13 haha, this is my first time writing a movella! but it is about one direction of course, I don't want to get too detaile and give it away but it will be quite intimate and I'm excited to finish, you all will love it, I hope


1. you found me

"SPENCER." my stepfather screamed, "get your ass down here!" I whimpered. that voice rang through my head. I quietly crept downstairs, trying not to upset him. "y-yes..?" I nearly whispered "hurry and get dressed! we're having a dinner party tonight and you damn well better look good, don't you dare disappoint me like always." he screamed. I ran back upstairs. words can't describe how much my step father scared me, see ever since my mother married him he had been abusive towards her. I remember her last few days here with me. she was so weak, he basically beat her so much she couldn't live with it anymore. she died all because of him, and he knew it. now that she's gone, he inherited all her millions of dollars in savings and he was incredibly wealthy. but it's my turn. he takes all his anger out on me, and I was weak and scared. so I behaved to avoid getting punished, I quickly slid on a knee length strapless red dress. it was enough to cover my cuts and bruises from all the beatings. I fixed my hair so that my long blonde curls hung over my shoulders, applied some makeup and ran downstairs in my grey heels. he sighed when he saw me. "I guess it'll do, but honestly you're so embarrassing. nobody wants you. it'd be so much easier if you just went with your mother." I cringed hearing those words but I was used to it, I got that every day of my life. || as the guests arrived I stayed in our library and read until dinner. our butler came in and Warned me it was five minutes until we had to eat. as I walked into the dining room I got smug looks from all our guests. they all judged me, and as soon as I walked in the kitchen I know they were talking about me. I over heard one conversation "she's so awkward, just wastes her time with her nose stuck in books locked in her room all day." I had heard enough, so I walked outside into the garden. across the street I saw this boy, with brown curly hair that was flying everywhere because of the wind. he was sitting in the park bench, reading a book. he must have noticed that I was staring because he looked up and smiled. I shyly smiled back, and in response he motioned for me to come over. I carefully unhooked the gate and did as I was told. "hello love! I'm Harry, Harry styles."
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