You Broke Me

~Non-Famous~

Abigail Thompson stands out. She cuts and cries. Why? Because the popular teens bully her to no end. They call her horrible names and hurt her. Worst of all, she has no one to go to. Her mom is an alcoholic, and her dad left her. She has one friend, Sarah, but she's afraid Sarah may be drifting away from her. So when Harry Styles, one of the worst bullies, starts to flirt with her, Abigail feels threatened. He bullied her for years. But will she change her heart, and is he actually wanting her?

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7. First Date

Abigail:

I pull on my pink sundress and black jacket, then throw my towel in the hamper. I open the drawer and pull out my makeup bag. I roll on some pink lipstick, add some blush and mascara and put it all away. I run a brush through my hair, but keep it down over my shoulders. I open the bathroom door and head to my room. I open the closet and search through my shoes. I settle on some black flats and put the rest back in their spot. ''Abby!'' My mom calls from downstairs. ''He's here!'' I run downstairs and see Lilly waiting at the bottom of the stairs. ''Why didn't you open the door?'' I ask, confused. ''Because, we want you to introduce him.'' She tells me. I nod and rush to the door, opening it. I see Harry waiting with flowers. ''For you.'' He says. I smile and take them. ''Wanna meet my sister and mom? She's getting help with her problem.'' ''Okay, sure.'' I lead him into the living room. ''Mom, Lilly, this is Harry.'' ''Nice to meet you.'' He says politely. ''I'm Lilly. We met at the door last time.'' My sister says. My mom waves, ''I'm her mom. You can call me Tracy.'' I nod, ''Okay, I guess we can head out now.'' Harry agrees and I kiss my mom's cheek and head out the door. ''You look nice.'' He says, admiring my outfit. I blush, ''You clean up nicely too.''

*****

''Enjoying it?'' Harry asks, swallowing his food. I nod, ''It's amazing.'' He smiles and I see his green eyes sparkle. ''Glad you like it. So, you ready to head out?'' ''Sure.'' I put down my glass and Harry calls for the waiter. When he's finished paying the bill, we walk hand in hand out the door. We climb into the car and Harry starts it. As we drive down the empty road, I watch the trees of a forest blur as we pass. Suddenly, the car makes a sad sound. It slows and finally, stops. ''That's not good.'' I say, stating the obvious. Harry groans and turns the keys again, attempting to start it. It makes a puttering noise, but doesn't start. ''Dammit!'' He says, hitting the dashboard with his fist. I watch him get out and open the front of the car, only to be greeted by a puff of smoke. I quickly come out and find him bent over, hacking. ''Are you okay?'' I ask. "Yeah, just a minute.'' He says, his voice cracking. He coughs a few more times, and stands up. "I have a flashlight in the trunk. Can you grab it?'' ''Yeah. Sure.'' I head to the trunk and pry it open. I find the flashlight and bring it to him. ''Thanks.'' He says turning it on. As he inspects the car, I notice his face darkened by oil smeared across it. He closes the front. ''Well..'' ''I don't know. I'll have to call a tow truck.'' He reaches into his pocket and frowns. ''Dammit.'' ''What now?'' "I forgot my phone at home. Did you bring your?'' I shake my head, ''I didn't have anywhere to put it.'' He groans, ''Come on!'' He leans against the side of the car, head down. ''It's all ruined.'' I stand next to him, ''No it's not. Let's look at the stars or something.'' He nods and climbs on the hood, laying down. I follow and lay next to him. I feel his arm wrap around me and he pulls me close, ''You have oil on your face.'' I giggle, seeing it again, under the light of the stars. He turns, ''I do?'' I nod and hand him his cloth. He quickly wipes it away. ''Better?'' ''Yep.'' We sit in the dark of night for a long time, Harry occasionally pointing out certain stars. Suddenly, I hear an engine. ''Harry look, a car. We can get help!'' He sits up and slides of the car. He waves it over. I see a woman roll down her window. Her and Harry have a short conversation before she open the door and gets out. ''So your car broke down?'' She asks, concerned. I nod and slide of the hood. ''Do you happen to have a phone?'' She nods and pulls it out. ''I can call the tow truck for you.'' ''Thanks, that would be amazing.'' She dials the number and as she hangs up, Harry turns to me and whispers, ''Was it bad?'' I shake my head and kiss him, ''It was the best first date I could ask for.''

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