Love in Style

Ally is not your average eighteen year old girl. She loves watching chick flicks, hanging out with friends, but her past is haunting. But when she meets Harry Styles, her life completely changes. They instantly fall in love. But when someone gets in the way of their love, what will happen? What will happen when Harry finds out all her dirty little secrets? And what will happen when Ally is ill? Will the saying 'till death do us part' actually come true? *COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT MY BOOK*


6. Coffee run

*Ally's POV* I wake up, realizing that last night I meet One Direction and found the sexiest man ever! Last night was amazing! It was the first time that I didn't think about Jake. I was actually free and happy. Jake broke me, bad. But being with Harry, fixed me, a little bit. I'm still broken, but I can hide it. I've been hiding my pain for so many years, that at any moment, I can break down. My life has been horrible, more like a nightmare. *FLASHBACK* I was in first grade. It was the first day of school and I was new. I remember the day like the back of my hand, the day they died. I was sitting at my desk, when two police officers walked in. They whispered to the teacher, and she pointed towards me. Everyone turned towards me, trying to find out what is going on. I was confused. I didn't know that my life would be ruined that day. The police officers walked over to me and kneeled down, "Are you Ally?" I nod my head. I look around nervously, everyone is staring at me. Their faces filled with curiousity. I look back at the police officers, their faces filled with grief, "I'm sorry to tell you this, but your parents just died." The words haunt me now. My parents are dead. Why me? I couldn't breath. I couldn't do anything, but try to answer my question. They took my hand, "We're terribly sorry. Your mother killed herself, she was being abused by your father. Your dad later shot himself, knowing he would be arrested. It's a lot to handle but your gonna have to come with us." I pulled my hand away from them, "No?! This isn't true?! This isn't happening?!" They tried to take my hand again but I stood up, "No?! I want my mom?! Leave me alone?!" I didn't care that the other kids were staring, I was heart broken. I tried running away but they grabbed both arms, yanking me towards the door. I was in tears screaming at the top of my lungs, "Mommy?! Mommy help?! Someone help!" They dragged me out of the school and put me in the police car. We drove in silence, except for my screaming and crying. Half way there, I finally calmed down, "Where are you taking me?" One of the police officers turned around, "To an orphanage." An orphanage? That place you go when you don't have parents. But I do. They're just at work right? No need to go there.*END OF FLASHBACK* That was the day my childhood was ruined. It took me three years to finally accept the fact that my parents are dead. I had to go to so many foster homes and counseling. I never was adopted, causing more emotional pain. Just thinking about it all gives me the shivers. I get up and notice that Harry is gone. He must have left early or something. I walk down the hall to the bathroom, but I hear a noise in the kitchen. I look in and see a shirtless Harry searching through the cabinets. I gasp, he scared me. He looks over and smiles, "Did I scare you?" I walk in, "A little." He laughs,"Sorry." I can't stop staring at his body but I managed to speak, "It's okay. What are you looking for?" He continues looking, "Coffee. But I can't seem to find any." I jump up on the counter and sit, "They don't really drink coffee. They may not have any." He stops his search, "Wanna just go to Starbucks with me?" I smile, "Sure. But you may wanna put on a shirt." He laughs, "I'll take that into consideration." He walks in the living rom and grabs his shirt. I jump off the counter and comb my fingers through my hair, knowing it must look crazy. He smiles and puts on his shirt, "Ready to go?" I smile, "Lets go."
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