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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6. I Hate Myself

The rest of the week went by in a hazy blur. Harry and I worked together in class everyday and that one day after school. He acted like nothing happened, and I still didn't know what it confirmed. That was what kept me up all night. Well at first.

After the after-math of the kiss wore off, I got steadily more sad. Second term started and I didn't have lunch with any with my friends, so I just sat there in the cafeteria, alone. 

I never answered texts or phone calls anymore and I just sat at home, not doing anything. Just staring at the wall.

Then the one night while I was looking in the mirror, and I couldn't help but think I was fat. 

I stared at myself for a few minutes and then ran to the bathroom, and forced my fingers down my throat, forcing up anything in my stomach into the toilet. 

After throwing up everything I could I stumbled back to my bed and fell down falling asleep. 

**

The  next day I didn't wake up till noon and couldn't make myself go to school. I stumbled into the bathroom and made myself throw up again. It was the only way I could make myself feel skinny. 

As I stumbled back to my room I realized that I was the reason my dad left. I, Anastasia Isabelle Shepard, was the reason my dad left me all alone. 

I fell onto the floor of my bedroom and just cried. I cried and cried and cried till there were no tears left for me to cry. 

At that point I pulled myself up off the floor and into the bathroom and cleaned myself up. 

After, I stumbled down the stairs into my kitchen. I pulled out a small protein bar and ate it slowly. 

I heard a knocking at the door and just ignored it. 

"ANASTASIA! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" I heard Lexi screaming through the door. 

I didn't feel like talking to anyone, even Lexi. 

I heard the sound of low talking and someone storming away. Then the sound of a lock trying to be  opened.  

I went to the front hall and looked out at the door where I saw a blonde figure standing fidgeting with the lock. I just stood there till Niall opened the door and walked in. 

I must of been a mess because Niall's eyes widened when he saw me and then how disheveled and pale I looked because he wrapped me in a long hug next. 

 "Ana, where have you been? Why haven't you been answering my texts? My calls?" He said in a rush.

"Its my fault he left Nialler," I sobbed into his shoulder. 

"Its not your fault Ana, it never was," he said leading me into the living room and sitting me down on the couch sitting beside me. 

I pulled a blanket over my lap.

"Niall, i-it is though, I didn't make him stay..." I said leaning back against the arm of the couch.

"No, it isn't believe me, when your dad's mind is set on something, he doesn't change it, remember you used to tell me and Louis that all the time, " he said with a smile. 

I remembered when we were little, like in 4th grade and we would ask for a sleepover and I had to ask my mom because,  as I would tell them all the time, once my dad's mind was made up, he wouldn't change it. 

I nodded, but was still upset.

"Niall, I haven't told anyone this, but I think I'm falling for Harry," I told him.

"How can you be sure?" He asked.

"I haven't told anyone this either, but, when you all came over and Harry was there too, he left after all you guys did and before he did he kissed me," I stopped. "We kissed for a long time and when we finally broke apart, he said, 'Thank you Anastasia, that confirms it' and I don't know what he means by 'confirms it' and it's been bugging me," 

He looked towards the front hall then said, "Why don't you ask him?" 

I turned to look where he was and Harry was walking into the living room slowly.. 

"Hi..." He said walking slowly closer.

I couldn't breathe. 

I managed to raise my hand and wave feebly before I collapsed. 

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