I'm Alone. Or am I?

When Anastasia is abandoned by her father when he leaves on a "Vacation," Anastasia stars to fall for the curly, dark-haired boy in her class, Harry. But when Anastasia starts to blame herself for her dads absence in her life, does Harry help her or break her heart when its already breaking.

Alternate Universe where the boys aren't famous.

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9. Curly-Haired Angel

When I was released from the Hospital, Niall drove me home, and I waved goodbye and walked in locking the door behind me. 

I walked upstairs and put Hazza on my bed, and walked into the bathroom and purged till all the food they had made me eat in the hospital was gone. 

I went back into my bedroom and grabbed Hazza. I was hugging him when I heard a knock at the front door. 

I went downstairs and unlocked the door and opened it to see Lexi standing there. 

She looked at Hazza with a confused look. 

"I got a teddy bear," I said, sounding like a little kid. 

"Oh, I see," she said and I let her in. 

We sat down in the living room.

"Your outfit is pitiful," she said. 

I was wearing, batman pajama shorts, a red tank top, a cream coloured button up oversized sweater, my black locket, and black flower ring, and pink fluffy hello kitty slippers that came up to my mid shin. Plus, my hair was in a messy ponytail.

"Lexi, I just spent like four days in the hospital," I said with a weak voice.

"That is no excuse," she said crossing her arms over her chest.

I rolled my eyes, "I like your outfit though," 

It was true. She was wearing, a red skirt with an elastic waist, red tee that said NERD, red sparkly pumps, a red bow in her hair that had white polka dots, a red scarf and red clutch with a red bow, and she had painted her nails red, and red lipstick. It seemed to me she was having a red day.

"Thank you, thank you," she said tossing her hair back over her shoulders. 

Another moment of silence. 

"So what did you name the teddy bear?"

"Hazza..." 

"Like, Lee-yum's nickname for Harry?" 

I nodded. 

"You like him a lot don't you," 

I nodded again. 

"Then why don't you date him?" She asked. 

"Because if he breaks my heart and sends it crashing to the floor, into to many pieces to put back together, I wont be able to put it back together," I said.

"How do you know he'll break your heart?"

"Look at me, I'm a mess, nobody would want me," I said sadly.

"Ana, don't say that," 

"But it's true!"

"No it isn't!" 

I was about to tell her that it was, and you don't need to cover it up anymore, when another knock at the door made me get up to answer it. 

I was holding Hazza in my arms when I opened to see the curly-haired angel himself.

"Harry," I gasped. "What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to see you," 

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