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*

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9. *Flashback #2*

*IN AUNT SARA'S CAR* I sat by my older sister, Emily, in the back of Aunt Sara's car. She held me in her arms while I cried into her chest. She rubbed my back and whispered into my ear, "It's going to be okay, Ally. Mum's in a better place, away from daddy." Aunt Sara turned her head around, "But who knows where your horrible father is. Probably hell." I shake my head, "No Aunt Sara. He isn't, I know it. He's with the angels with mommy, right Emily?" I look up at my sister with pleading eyes. She looked at me with sad eyes, "Sorry Ally, but daddy hurt mommy. God made them split up, sending her with the angels and him with the devil." I cried harder into her chest. I couldn't handle all of this. 'Daddy and mommy aren't dead. We are just visiting Aunt Sara while they are on vacation. Everything is okay. It's just a visit.' I thought that to myself. I told myself that everyday till one day when I just broke down. *AT SCHOOL* I sat in my desk at my new school. I was starting 1st grade again. I listened to the teacher, her name was Mrs. Barber. I will never forget this woman. I will never forget this day. While she was talking, a girl who was sitting by me leaned over, "Hi I'm Cierra. What's your name?" I looked over at her shyly, "Ally." She smiled, "Wanna be best friends?" It shocked me. We just met and she wanted to be best friends. I've never had any friends. So I went for it, "Sure." She started giggling, "Good. So then when we have sleep overs, we can stay up all night at your parents house. It'll be so much fun!" I sat there. My parents are dead. She can't go to their house. I can't even go to their house. I looked at her, "I live with my aunt." She had a confused face, "Why?" I got a little angry. Why does no one understand? I clenched my fists and hit them on the table, "Because my dad hurt my mum so she killed herself and then he killed himself?!" I rose my voice saying that. She had a face of utter shock. All the kids in the class turned and stared. I stood up, throwing my chair down, "What are you staring at?!" Mrs. Barber looked over at me and gasped, "Ally! Sit down." I started crying, "No?! Why should I? All you all will do is stare at me!" I ran towards the door and ran out in the hall. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. When I got there, I sat on the cold tile floor, crying hard into my hands. I screamed and yelled, wanting everything to be like it was, with mum. But this time, no dad. He hurt me enough. Because what I told the police men was a lie. He abused me and Emily a lot. And I did see him hurt mum. When he did, Emily would grab me and take me to the closet and lock the door. She would cradle me in her arms and rock me. She would wipe my tears and tell me everything will be okay. She would hum me lullabies so I couldn't hear mum and dad in the other room. While I sat there screaming and crying, Emily ran in. I looked at her, "What are you doing here?" She sat down by me and had me rest my head on her shoulder, "I saw you running towards the bathroom from my classroom, so I excused myself to the bathroom. What's wrong?" She wiped my tears and pulled my hair out of my face. I started crying more though, "Mum and dad are really dead, aren't they?" She nodded her head. I closed my eyes shut, "And dad's with the devil?" I opened my eyes to see her nod her head. A tear rolled down her cheek, slowly making its way to the floor. I cried more and buried my face into her chest, "Why did this have to happen to us?" She rocked me back and forth, "I don't know, Ally. But now we are away from daddy for good." We sat there quietly, except for the sound of me crying. She rubbed my back and hummed lullabies to me just like all those times in the closet. After awhile, the head principal, Mrs. Barber, and Aunt Sara came in. Mrs. Barber and the principal had grief on their faces. While aunt Sara had anger on her face. She walked over and yanked me up onto me feet, "Come on Ally, lets go." She had anger in her voice. I quietly said, "Where are we going?" She turned around, "I will not tolerate this behavior. I can not deal with your little depression and bipolar disorder any more. I'm taking you to the mental hospital." She drug me out of there. I reached back toward Emily, screaming, "No?! Emily help me! I don't wanna go!" She jumped up and ran towards me, reaching her hand to mine, but Mrs. Barber and the principal held her back. She started screaming, but I couldn't hear. I was being drug fast down the hallway, still screaming. Kids and teachers ran out of the classrooms staring, seeing what was going on. We passed Mrs. Barber's class, and there stood Cierra, crying. She looked at me confused. She waved goodbye to me then watched me be drug away. There goes my only friend. Even if we just met. I stayed at the mental hospital for four years. And all that is caused, was more pain and sorrow. Especially when I came back home....*
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