Stole My Heart [EDITING]

--BOOK 1 OF THE STOLE MY HEART SERIES-- Mandy is a shy 16 year old girl who lives in San Diego, California with her loving, but depressed and alcoholic, mother and her 14 year old half sister. After being in a bad relationship in the past, Mandy has been afraid to fall in love again but after her 2 best friends drag her to a One Direction -the band she hates with passion- concert she meets the adorable Harry Styles, who starts to fall in love with her, and she realizes that she may be falling in love with him too. Will she be able to manage her trust issues and let him teach her how to love again, or will she push him away?

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4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

 

Mandy's POV

 

 

I awake in the next morning to a hint of sunlight flooding in my bedroom and the smell of coffee downstairs. My mom is probably feeling better from her hangover and is brewing coffee like she always does. When my dad was alive, I always remember hearing them wake up together and go downstairs to prepare breakfast for the 3 of us. Most of the time I would hear my mom laughing about all the funny things my dad used to do, which is what always made me smile too. But now that he's gone, I never heard my mom's beautiful laugh for 10 years. The only time when she cracks a smile is when I help her out with things. 

 

It's just sad seeing my mom like this. Whenever she's sad and depressed, I feel the same way as her too. She really loved my dad and he really loved her. They were high school sweethearts. They eloped when they were 18 and then a year later I was born. Yeah they were young but that didn't stop them from loving each other, they were still happy. It was just 3 of us until my dad died which was really hard for me and my mom. We thought things were going to get better when she got remarried to another man but we were wrong. He was crazy alcoholic and wasn't a father figure to me at all. He even treated my mom like trash but she continued to stay with him because I guess she didn't want to feel lonely even though she hated being treated like that. 

 

A few years later, he died in a car accident because he was intoxicated and after that my mom found out she was pregnant with his baby, which was when Alicia came along. So basically she grew up without a dad but it never really bothered her because after hearing about him and his problems, she's thankful that she never met him. She said that she would rather not have dad instead of having one that gets wasted. After Alicia was born things went fine for a while until my mom started started to get depressed and became an alcoholic herself. 

 

She's been in and out of rehab but she's relapsed every time. Thankfully we had my grandparents close by to live with while she was trying to recover or else she would have been forced to give up custody of us until she was healthy again. It would have been awful for her because we're the only people that she has left other than her parents and her 4 brothers. With my mom depressed and going back and forth to my house and my grandparents, I started to feel down myself. I still feel sad sometimes on the inside but thankfully it's not severe. 

 

I sigh and begin to get out of bed but then I stop myself when I hear my mom coming up the stairs talking on the phone. I can tell she's having a phone meeting before she goes into her office since she has one almost every Saturday morning. After a few minutes, I notice the meeting was over and I hear her footsteps coming toward my door. She gently pushes my door open and pops her head in, smiling a little bit when she see's me awake. 

 

"Morning baby. I'm going to work. If you want breakfast, there's cereal, pancake mix or waffles in the pantry," she said. 

 

I nod and she comes over to give a kiss. Even though she's depressed, she still tries her best to pay attention to me as much as possible. 

 

I sigh and she leaves my room, shutting my door behind her. Then I look over at my nightstand and grab the photo of my parents and me together. My parents were smiling, but not me because I hated getting family photos when I was little. I don't know why I just hated it. I cried in almost every family photo I was in until I was about 6 or so. My mom has put away all the photos of my father and photos of us together. She can't even look at photos of him anymore because all it does is make her cry. After he died, she framed his senior portrait of him and laid it on his pillow on their bed beside her to make him know that she still loves him. 

 

"I love you daddy," I whispered and lightly plant a kiss on him in the picture. 

 

I smile a little and set the photo back. I never moved that photo of him ever since he died. I set the photo back on my nightstand and decide to turn on my TV since I'm not really hungry right now. As I flip through the channels, I hear my phone vibrate on my nightstand. Who would be texting me this early? I pick up my phone and my heart jumps when I noticed who texted me. 

 

Harry! 

 

From: Harry Styles

Good morning! Did you sleep well? ;) 

 

I look at the text weirdly. That's kind of creepy you know, asking me if I slept well. But it's still kind of funny at the same time. I don't know why it just is. Should I text him back? I mean, I do want to see him again and I do want to keep talking with him, but I'm just not sure. I think it over for a few minutes and finally decide to text back.

 

To: Harry Styles

Good morning. Yes I slept well. How about you? 

 

From: Harry Styles

Cool :) and yes I slept well. 

 

I smile at his text. I know I said this before but he's not as rude as I thought he would be. When I learned that he is 'cheeky' I immediately thought he was just a rude boy who doesn't care about anyone but after talking to him last night, my opinion changed about him. I have to admit that he was sweet but a little cheesy with his flirting but it was still cute. He looked at me in the eyes when he talked to me and he listened to everything I said when I talked to him. And that's what I like about him. He listens. Just as I put my phone back down on my nightstand, I get another message from him. 

 

From: Harry Styles

So, you want to hang out today? 

 

To: Harry Styles

I thought you guys were leaving for Las Vegas

 

From: Harry Styles

We had to cancel the show there because there was some really bad storm going on so we stayed back. So, you busy later? 

 

 

A storm? I bet he just stayed back so he didn't have to leave me and lied about the whole storm going on. Well, if something was really wrong, he would stay....right? 

 

 

To: Harry Styles

Not that I'm aware of...

 

 

From: Harry Styles

Cool! So, you want to go out with me tonight? 

 

I re-read this one multiple times. Should I? I barely know this guy. But I guess if I did I would get to know him a little better....but what if I fall for him? I don't want to get too attached. I've already had my heart broken once and I definitely don't want to go through that again....Oh what the hell, maybe I should give him a chance. 

 

 

To: Harry Styles

Sure. That would be nice 

 

From: Harry Styles

Okay! I'll pick you up at 5:30. See you later bird.

 

 

Bird? I look at the weirdly and set my phone back down on my nightstand. Even though that was weird that he called me that but I still find it cute at the same time. I lay in bed for a few more minutes and then decide to get up and go downstairs to make myself some breakfast. I decide to make myself a bowl of cereal and some toast since I'm in no mood to make anything on the stove this morning. While I wait for the bread to finish toasting I eat my cereal and watch TV. A few minutes later, my mom comes down and comes over to say goodbye. 

 

"Bye baby. Love you," she said and kisses the top of my head.

 

"Love you too. Be careful," I call. 

 

I hear the front door shut and my toast pops out of the toaster making me jump in surprise, like it always does. I get the toast out and spread some butter on it and sit at the table to eat my toast while watching TV. Then, I hear the stairs creak and Alicia comes into the kitchen looking perfect as always. She’s only 14 and she can wake up in the morning without looking like some hag like any other person does. She can go out of the house without makeup on because she looks so natural. I always wish I look like that, but that’s just me and I have to be happy with it. Alicia comes over and sits with me at the counter and grabs my other piece of toast. 

 

“Hey!” I exclaimed and give her a playful shove. 

 

“Since when did you make breakfast?” she asked. 

 

“Well, I'm 16 now. I should know how to make myself breakfast by now," I laughed. 

 

She laughs along with me and we continue to enjoy our breakfast while watching Family Guy on TV. After we finished, we go upstairs to get ready for the day. I get into the shower and let the warm droplets haze me over. I wash my hair and just as started to wash my body, I hear my phone vibrate on the sink. I'll get it when I get out. I finish washing and then I get out and wrap a towel around me. I grab my phone off the sink and I notice that Harry texted me, making my heart jump once again. What does he want now? I mean, not being rude or anything, I thought he was going to leave me alone for a while until we go out tonight. 

 

From: Harry Styles

Still up for tonight? 

 

Am I still up for tonight? Heck yeah! Of course I am. I'm going to be hanging out with Harry Styles, the most popular members in One Direction. I should be lucky that I'm hanging out with him tonight. Not a lot of girls like me get to hang out with a celebrity like him. Unbelievable right? I wonder what Julia and Megan would think. Ever since last night, I haven't really stopped thinking about him, like his cute face, his bright green eyes, his hair, everything. I guess I was wrong about him before I even met him. 

 

To: Harry Styles

Heck yeah. You? 

 

From: Harry Styles

Yup :) 

 

I usually hate when people put smiley faces in their texts but I kind of find it cute when Harry does it. I don't know why, I just do. I smile a little from his cuteness and start to dry myself off and get dressed. But a few minutes later, I get interrupted by getting another text from him. 

 

From: Harry Styles

By the way, I'm taking you somewhere that's a little nice so try to dress a little formal, I mean whatever you're comfortable in its fine

 

'Dress formal'? Is he seriously taking me out on a romantic dinner? We just met and he's trying to impress me already? Well, he's Harry Styles, he has good looks and he's got a lot of money from being in a worldwide famous band. And not to mention, I never really dressed up, except for when I go to parties and stuff. Or maybe he's telling me to wear something nice just so he can try to have sex with me or something....nah, he doesn't seem like that type of person to do that, I hope. 

 

To: Harry Styles

Where are we going exactly? 

 

From: Harry Styles

That's the surprise ;) See you later!

 

Surprise? Okay then. I guess I have to wait until 5:30 to find out what the surprise is. I finish getting dressed and then, I tie it up into a ponytail and don't put on any makeup because I'm not in the mood to do anything until I go out. I have to admit that I'm kind of nervous going out with him. It's been a while since I went out with a guy. From what happened with the last boyfriend I had, I've been afraid to go on a date with a guy since then. My last boyfriend, hurt me multiple times when we were together, which is also causing my depression. The boy I dated, his name was Mason and we started dating in 8th grade. 

 

He was so sweet, and he was the most popular football player. I felt lucky to date a popular guy. But also not to mention he was hot. He was my first love. Then suddenly everything changed by the time we got into high school. He ended up getting on the varsity football team and most of his friends got on junior varsity team. He started hanging out with the popular upperclassmen players on his team and he started doing drugs and smoking pot with them, which really didn't bother me that much. If he or his 'friends' didn't smoke around me or pressure me to do any of it, I was fine.

 

From all the drugs he was taking, it made him crazy. Like he would be really aggressive around me and he cheated on me a lot with the some of the cheerleaders at parties after the football games. It really hurt to see my boyfriend, my first love doing this to me and to himself. He went from an sweet, innocent boy to a crazy ass douche bag. Just as I was about to break it off with him, he apologized to me and said he was going to change. I believed him and that night, I gave him my virginity. I didn't want to, but he wanted to show me how much he really loved me. It was sweet, but I regretted it after that. I thought it was going to mean something to me but it didn't. So I pretended that it did.

 

After that night, it felt like everything went back to normal but then a week later, Mason went back to being crazy again. One day, I was in gym class and one of his football friends, who was in my honors algebra class at the time, came up to me and asked for some notes because he was absent. Just as I was about to give them to him, Mason literally pulled me out to the hall and we got into a really bad argument. I thought it wasn't going to be bad enough until he hit me. 

 

I can still remember the sound from when his hand slapped me and it hurt like a thousand needles got injected into my face. He broke up with me and called me a 'slut' and other terrible names. Surprised no one saw what he did to me, but I wish they did because he deserves to get punished for what he did. But while thinking about this, I don't think Harry would do anything like this to me. He seems too nice to do anything like that to anyone, especially to girls. I guess I have to wait and see what he's like tonight. I hope it all goes well. 

 

 

**

 

It's almost 5:30 and I'm standing in my room in my bra and panties, trying to find something to wear for when I go out with Harry. I just did my hair and makeup but I don't know what to wear. I don't know if I should wear a sundress or a mini skirt dress. I try not to admit this, but I actually do want to impress him. I want him to think I'm pretty. Not some normal small town girl. Before I got a chance to do anything, my door opens and Alicia walks in. I screech a little and cover myself up even though I'm wearing my bra and underwear. 

 

"The word is knock!" I exclaimed. 

 

"Sorry. I just came in here because you've been in here all day," she replied. "And where are you headed?" 

 

"I have a date," 

 

"Are you and Mason getting back together?" she asked with a serious look on her face. 

 

"Oh hell no! Mason and I are way over," 

 

Why would she think I would get back with him? He's probably busy fucking a cheerleader or some college girl. He's literally that big of a douche. Sometimes I don't even know why I even dated him. 

 

"Good. Because if you were, I would have kicked his ass if he stepped into our house," she sighed with relief. "So, who's the guy?" 

 

"No one you know," I replied, obviously lying.

 

If I told her that I'm going on a date with Harry Styles, she would totally not believe me. 

 

"Okay, but let me know how it goes," she said. "You need help picking out an outfit?" 

 

"You just read my mind," I laughed. 

 

She comes over to my bed and thinks for a minute and picks out my mini skirt dress. I knew she was going to pick that. She hands it to me and I thank her before she walks out of the room. I sigh to myself and put the dress on along with my sandals and take a couple of deep breaths before going downstairs. I find Alicia on the couch on her phone so I guess she won't notice that Harry is at the door in about 2 minutes. A few seconds later, the doorbell rings and I jump in surprise. He's here already? It's only 5:26. He said 5:30 but I guess he wanted to come early. God, I really hope I'm not underdressed. I fix my skirt a little along with my hair making sure I look okay, and then open the door. There stood Harry wearing jeans and t-shirt along with converse sneakers. Good. I'm not underdressed or over dressed. I bite my lower lip a little from how cute he looks. 

 

"Hey," I smiled.

 

"Hey. Wow, you look great," he replied. 

 

I smile and thank him and follow him out to the Range Rover that's waiting for us. He opens the door for me, letting me in first and gets in behind me. Such a gentleman. Then, the car drives out of my driveway and I feel my heart start to pound. It's only been a year since I been on my last date and I have to admit I'm really nervous. I know Harry may not do anything but still. I fear a lot of things. The whole time I keep looking out the window and I know for sure Harry wants to say something but just doesn't know what to say. Maybe I should start a conversation. I turn my head to look at him but just then I realize that he's looking at me with a cute smile on his face. 

 

"What?" I asked. 

 

"Oh, nothing," he replied. 

 

"So, are you going to tell me what the big surprise is?" 

 

"Nope, you'll see," 

 

I look at him with a nervous look on my face and he seems to notice and gently puts his hand on my knee, sending electric sparks through my veins. 

 

"Don't be nervous. It's nothing dangerous," he said. 

 

I seem to smile a little and we decide to talk about over things for a while. The whole time we talked, I start to feel little bit less nervous but I'm still shaking a little. So far right now, everything is good. He's being nice and he's making me laugh, even though his jokes are weird and cheesy, but whatever. A few minutes later, the car pulls up in front of a beach. This is where our date is? I thought he was taking me to some restaurant or something but I guess not. I look at the beach and it looks so deserted and nobody has visited there for ages. Harry gets out of the car in front of me and holds his hand out for me.

 

"Come on, it's okay," he said. 

 

"A-Are you sure we're allowed to be here?" I asked him all nervous. 

 

"Yes, I'm sure. Come on. Everything is going to be okay, I promise you," he exclaimed. 

 

I seem to believe him and grab hold of his hand and he gently helps me out of the car. Without letting go of my hand he leads me down some trail that leads down to the beach and he stops abruptly in his tracks and looks at me. 

 

"Ready?" he asked. 

 

I smile and nod. He smiles back and pushes back a few leaves and then I see it. There in front of me is a big projector screen and on the sand there is a blanket and a bowl of popcorn. I look on the TV screen and butterflies flutter in my stomach when I notice that we're going to be watching the Notebook, one of my favorite movies. Wow! I have to admit that I'm surprised about this. He did this all for me? I guess he is trying to impress me and I have to admit that he did a good job because so far right now I am impressed. 

 

"Told you we were going somewhere nice," he said as he takes me over to the blanket so we can sit down. 

 

"How did you know that the Notebook is my favorite movie?" I smiled. 

 

"I don't know. I just thought this movie would be perfect," he replied and plays the movie.

 

I get comfortable in my spot and then the movie begins. I'm already to start reciting the whole movie because I've seen it so many times but I don't want him to think I'm weird so I try to keep it cool. The whole time he keeps sharing the popcorn and it made me laugh because every 30 minutes he would ask "want some?" I just couldn't say no. He's just too cute.  By the time the movie got to the part when Allie got confused about Noah, my eyes literally fill up with tears and I had the nerve to start crying. This part including the ending always gets me. Harry ends up noticing and looks at me. 

 

"If it's making you sad, I'll turn it off if you want and we can walk around," he suggested. 

 

I nod and wipe my eyes, trying my best to not smear my makeup and then he turns off the TV. Then, Harry helps me up off the blanket and we walk for a while and we just start telling each other things. He told me about his life first; he told me about how he lived with just his mom and sister since he was 7 because his parents divorced then. Then he told me about how he went onto X-Factor and got put into One Direction, which was pretty interesting. Then, he has me tell him about me.

 

I tell him almost everything but nothing that is too personal. Mostly about my life, like about my dad and living with my mom and Alicia. He listens the entire time I talk and I feel comfortable because there hasn't been a time when our conversations got awkward. We just kept talking and talking and I also have to admit that we do have some stuff in common. I try to not tell him about Mason because that would just be super awkward because I'm on a date with a guy right now and it will just be weird. 

 

"I took piano lessons for a while but then I realized that instruments aren't really my thing, you know....." I explained some more about myself.

 

Then I turn over to look at Harry and he's looking down at the ground like he's all bored and stuff. Shit! I probably annoyed him with all my talking like I always do. 

 

"Sorry. Am I talking too much?" I asked. 

 

He stops walking and looks at me straight into my eyes. 

 

"No. I could listen to you talk all night," he said. 

 

"Really?" 

 

He nods and begins to say something but he doesn't. What is it with this boy and stopping suddenly? One of these days I'm gonna end up running into him if he continues this. I stop and turn to him. He faces me and locks eyes with me. We stare into each others eyes for a few moments before he finally speaks.

 

"I really like you Mandy. I know we just met and all but I feel like I've known you all my life. Don't ask me why, but I do," he said. 

 

"I like you too, Harry," I smiled. 

 

And I do. I know I used to not like him before I met him, but now that I got a chance to know him, my opinion about him is changing. He places a hand under my chin and slowly comes closer. Is he actually gonna kiss me or just pull away? He comes closer, rests his forehead against mine and looks me in the eyes one last time. I smile at him. He laughs slightly and closes his eyes, preparing for the kiss. I do the same. Just as our lips were about to touch, we suddenly jump back when we hear a rumble of thunder. 

 

"I should probably take you home now," he said. 

 

I nod and I follow behind him off the beach before it starts pouring rain. By the time we got to my house, I realize my mom isn't home yet. Thank god.

 

"Thanks for this," I smiled at Harry. 

 

"Anytime," he said. "I hope to see you again soon," 

 

"Yeah, that would be nice," 

 

He slowly leans into kiss me but slowly backs away. Oh okay then. I thank him again and get out of the car and hurry inside my house so I don't get wet from the rain. Then, I go upstairs and decide to get ready for bed even though it's only 8. Alicia is in her room and I know that because I can see the light on under her door. I change into pajama shorts and a long sleeve shirt and then wash off my makeup before getting into bed. Just as I got comfy under the covers, I get a text on my phone from Harry. 

 

From: Harry Styles

Goodnight. Had a really good time with you. Hope to see you soon

 

I smile and begin to text him back. 

 

To: Harry Styles

I had a good time with you and I hope to see you again soon as well

 

I send the message and then watch some TV until I fall asleep. 

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