(This movella is set as if One Direction isn't famous.)
Ashalee York was always one to try and hide away, she only showed who she really was to her one friend Jay. Ashalee is shy, and a good girl (who sometimes likes to bend the rules) and she is insecure about herself. Ashalee is your average girl in every way on the outside. But on the inside she deals with the constant struggle, the rage on inside of her mind, she's bipolar. It may be fate, chance, destiny, or whatever you call it but she finds herself mixed up with Harry Styles who wants to show her that she doesn't have to close people out. But he doesn't know about the mental war the wages deep within her mind and maybe if he did know he would leave her and label her as a freak like the rest of society.


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Ashalee's POV

Jay looked at me, she looked older more mature, but her eyes staring back into mine were the same.

"I've missed you so freakin' much girly."

I looked down, at what I had gotten through the lunch line. I had gotten a taco, it either was that or like, what was supposed to be pizza. I'm not really sure it looked like someone took bread then puke and mucus on it. Yeah, nasty sounding right, God have mercy on all the poor souls who eat it.

Jay kicked my shin under the table, "Ouch! WHAT WAS THAT FO..."

Calm down Ashalee, I breathed and went pack to picking at my taco.

"Look who's coming over here. It's Harry Styles, and exchange hottie from England. Rumors had it he broke up with that slut of a girlfriend Ally last year and is on the marrrkkkeeettt."

She sang out the word 'market' making it ring on her tongue, and I couldn't help but smiling. Harry...where did that sound familiar? I shrugged it off, I was so hungry, it's just that it was so tasteless, like sandpaper on my tongue scratching my throat. Jay shrieked again, this one small and I felt the lunch table bench move a bit.

"Hey pill girl."

I looked up and pushed my tray aside, oh crap, it was Harry-almost seen my wacky shack medication. I could feel something rise up in me, like the smallest, crumb of anger.

"That's not my name."

Harry took off his beanie, and placed it on my head. "You look cute in my stuff."

Was this flirting, I didn't know, people normally don't flirt with me because they think I'll flip out you know. Assumption is a bitch.

I kind of like the warm feeling on my head, it made me feel I guess you could say cozy. I'm not sure how to describe it. Jay's eyes scanned over the gorgeous boy before us, his full head of curls now on full display. His hair looked so inviting, I wanted to reach out and touch it, different feelings running wild.

He was adorable, my tummy churned.

Then he interrupted my first moments with Jay and I had missed her. That pissed me off.

But Jay didn't seem to mind at all. She thinks he's cute, maybe I should give him a chance too, I don't know. I've always took on Jay's judgment because she's normally right.

"Hey pill girl you going to tell me what was in the bottle you tried so hard to keep away from me?"

Jay looked at me, she knew what they were.

"That's private, and stop calling me that!" I tried finding some way to change the subject desperation setting in.

"I know I know, I remember your name is Ashalee," he paused for a minute, "I'm going to call you Ash."

Something made my tummy do flips.

"There's this party at my friend Dawn's place, celebrating the start of the school year. You and your friend should come." pulled out his phone from his pocket.

"What's your phone number?" He handed me his phone and I entered in myself as a contact.

"I'll text you later." Harry glanced his phone smiling that back and us.

Jay grabbed my hands, "Oh my gosh Harry Styles likes you!"

I nodded my head no. She nodded her head yes, "How about I come over, and...and...we can prepare for the party!"

"That's some days a way Jay."

"Who cares?"

"I do. I'm going to get you together. I promise!"

Crap, ever since I've known her whenever she sets a goal she sticks to it, no going back now.


I would never tell anybody but when I got home later on that evening as I waited for my text from Harry, which honestly I'm ashamed to say I did, I added another pebble to my happiness jar. Harry's indents in his cheeks were absolutely hot, I couldn't get those dimple out of my mind.


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