The Girl In The Rags

Alexis's life has been nothing but a living hell ever since her dad died when she was 13. Will One Direction band member Harry Styles change that?


2. Hello

Harry's P.O.V.

I woke up a little early. It was 8:00 am. I was glad that I could come home for a while and spend some time with Mum. I've been so busy lately and we just ended our tour. I got up and walked down the steps and to the kitchen. I put some tea in the kettle and went outside to get the morning paper. I opened the door and bent down to pick the newspaper up whenever I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. I looked to my left and saw a brunette, skinny, and pale girl laying there, huddled in a ball. She was asleep. I dropped the paper and rushed over to her, picking her up. She was really light. I look her inside and layed her on the couch, covering her up with a blanket. I sat at the foot of the couch. She woke up.
"W-where am I? Who are you?" She asked, sitting up.
"I'm Harry. And this is my house. You were on my porch." I said, with a giggle.
"Oh. I'm so sorry. I'm Alexis." She apologized.
"Don't apologize, you haven't done anything wrong. And hello, Alexis." I put my hand on her leg. She was really beautiful.
"I just had to leave that terrible place." She said, looking down.
"What do you mean, love?" I was confused.
"My house. I couldn't stay there anymore. I couldn't take it."
"Why did you leave?"
"Um, I really don't want to talk about it right now.." She hesitated.
"That's fine." I got up and walked to the kitchen, pouring us both a cup of tea. I walked back into the livingroom and she was sitting there, playing with Dusty.
"I love cats." She smiled.
"Me too." I smiled back. I handed her the cup and she wrapped both of her hands around it, shivering. I remembered that it had been raining and she was soaked. "Do you want to take a warm shower?" I asked.
"Actually, I would love to." She grinned.
"Okay. The bathroom is upstairs and the second door on the right."
"Thank you." She got up and ran her fingers through my curls. She smiled and walked to the bathroom. All I could do is sit there and smile. I decided to get some of Gemma's old clothes to let her wear. I folded them neatly and sat them outside of the bathroom door. The shower turned off after about 15 minutes. The bathroom door opened. "Har- oh." She let out a loud laugh, that was perfect. I started to laugh a little bit too. I heard the door close again and she walked back to the livingroom, where I was sitting. I was on Twitter, looking through all of my tweets from fans. I felt her sit beside me, so I quickly put my phone back in my pocket. "What kind of phone is that?" She asked.
"An iPhone." I said.
"Never heard of it." She said, confused.
"Really? Are you kidding?"
"No?" She said, seriously.
"I think its time that I told you why I left."
"Okay." I sat back and pulled the blanket on me. She got under it too.
"Well, whenever I was 13, my dad died from a car accident. My mum went into a deep depression and started working at a stripclub. One night, she brought home a man named Jeff. They got married a week later. Jeff signed for me to be homeschooled and he moved me from my old room to a closet. I didn't even have a bed. I slept on the floor. Well, Jeff has been abusing and raping me since then. My mom abuses me when she gets home. I haven't been out of the house in 5 years. I have no friends, I don't have a cellphone, I don't socialize at all. All I would do is sit at home and be abused and raped all day. He would only let me eat once a day, use the bathroom twice a day, and shower twice a week. He is a terrible person. I just couldn't be near them anymore. I had to leave. So I ran away and ended up here." A tear ran down her cheek.
I just sat there. My mouth was wide open. I couldn't think of any words. "I-I don't know what to say."
"Yeah. It's been hard."
"I'm so sorry." I looked deeply into her breathtaking green eyes. Another tear ran down her cheek and I wiped it away with my thumb. I stared into her eyes and she stared into mine. I leaned in and kissed her. I just couldn't hold back anymore. The kiss was long and passionate. She put her hand on the back of my hand. She layed back and I hovered above her. We finally pulled apart and I looked into her pupils, smiling. "You're so beautiful." She moved her hands from my neck and used them to cover her face. She was crying. "What's wrong?" She moved her hands from her face and wiped her tears away.
"That's the first time anyone has ever told me that." I pulled her into my arms and held her tight. She buried her face into my chest. I kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back gently. I really like her a lot.
Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...