This story is about a girl named Vanna, her parents decided to make Vanna go to school, a school called Easton High School, where she encounters with the famous Harry Styles! What will happen during this school? There's also a big secret that locks deep within the story, what is it? Find out now! This story will update on Mondays and Fridays!

This contains blood and gore, and cussing, so read at your own risk, and don't try any of the stuff at home, this is all fiction and obviously not real, so please, read at your own risk, for 16 and up.


10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10
Harry's POV
"Did she ever even tell you anything? I always see her all serious and alert, she has to be hiding something." Niall whispered. "I guess, but I want to know more about her, she's way different than those other girls. I just feel as if I have a connection with her." I said, looking at Vanna. Vanna turned and saw me looking at her. She raised an eyebrow and scowled at me and continued cleaning. Oh how much I adore her anger.
Niall's POV
I noticed Harry has been falling in love with Vanna, but I feel the same but he's been doing more work than me, Harry always gets the girls and I stand on the sideline waiting to come back up but I end up back to where I was. I can't stand it anymore, I have to do something about it. Now. It's now or never."Well, I'm off." Bye Harry, oh and Vanna," I walked up to her and gently grabbed her soft firm hands and smirked at her. "I'll be seeing you soon my love." I said, as I kissed her cheek and left.
Vanna's POV
Um, ew. Why does every single guy wants to fucking touch me?! I'm not a god damn doll nor a whore. I've never done "it" before and I'm not looking forward to it at all, it doesn't concern me, I'm way to young anyway."Harry, I think you should take me home now" I said, walking out of the kitchen. "Yeah, your right, your parents would be worried." He said. I slightly frowned and and looked away, every time when people mentions my parents I just get a little emotional.. "Uh, yeah, right." I said. Harry walked up to me and looked down at me, he must've noticed my body language at what he said about my parents. He grabbed me and hugged me then looked at me. "Can I ask you something?" He questioned
"I guess you can." I quietly said.
"How come every time when I mention your parents, you get all mad or emotional?" He asked, looking at me as he held my hand.
"It doesn't concern you or anyone else, you don't need to know at all." I sharply said, swallowing the tears. "Whatever, I'm just gonna walk back to my house, thanks for letting me stay." I continued as I grabbed my clothes and my shoes.
"Wait, Vanna, I didn't mean to-
"Yeah, yeah, I understand, I'll see you later I guess."I said as I put on my shoes and left out the door.
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