Paper Planes {One Direction}

Esther Bane was a completely normal human being, and a beautiful young teenage girl, until the day of the tragedy. The day changed her in the blink of an eye, and she soon found herself in support group once a week, trying to wake up from her nightmare of what happened that night in London. The night of the murder. The night of the nightmare, that kept hunting her night after night. Though Esther does have one happy thing left in her life, and his name is Harry Styles.
*Male lead bears no/very little likeness to the real Harry Styles apart from appearance*
[One Direction non famous]


4. The Sports Field

We stepped outside the school and looked at each other. We were hiding from the world together. We did this every week at support group, because we made each other feel happy and forget the horrible past.



We were lying down on this big sports field the school used for gym classes and soccer. Both looking up into the sky, not touching each other in any way.

“I’ve been wondering something for a while.”

“What is it?”

He lay up on his arms and looked at me with an adorable face.

“It’s just…”

I trailed off as I looked at him. Why did he try so hard? Why was he trying so hard to be happy? Or was he actually happy this time?

“It’s just what dear Esther?”

“We’re talking so much on the phone all the time, and everything. When may I see you outside of this horrible room? I want to talk with you in person outside of this school.”

“Whenever it pleases you.”

“What about this afternoon.”

“Easy now, you become an eager person when it’s about talking.”

I’m sure he sent me a smirk after those words had come out over his lips, and a new strange feeling suddenly filled me up while a real smiled appeared on my lips. This was strange, but I think I could get used to this feeling. It was lovely, warm and welcoming my entire body to feel free. It was… beautiful.

“But I would love to. I just have to call Niall. He was gonna pick me up after this. We actually talked about going somewhere, but I would love to come to your place for a while.”

“I should probably call my mum as well. But I don’t think it’s a problem. She would love for me to be with someone instead of just being in my room and do nothing all the time. Besides… I kinda need your help with that speech.”

“The one for the great meeting?”

“Yeah… I haven’t started yet; I don’t know where to begin.”

“I’ll help you. But first I have to call Niall.”

I lay down in the grass and let the sound of his voice sink into my head. He had a husky beautiful voice that everyone would like. His appearance was as beautiful as his voice, and sometimes I blame myself that, that is the only reason I trust him. As soon as he had hung up on the phone I tuned back around to face him. I cuddled myself a bit in the big dark blue sweatshirt I had worn out over my jeans.

“What did he say?”

“He’ll just come pick me up at your place whenever I wanna go home.”


I smiled at him before I found my own phone. My skinny fingers looked fragile as I held the big phone in my small hand. It looked like my phone would be able to break my fingers, but that was how I looked now. I dialled my mum’s number and called her while I kept lying in the grass. I enjoyed being here, as it was my carefree zone. The place where nothing mattered. The place that I wasn’t scared or reminded of my memories.

“Esther?! Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m okay mum.”

“Then what’s up?”

“Harry, Harry Styles is coming with us home today. Is that okay?”

“Sure it is.”

“When should I pick you up?”

“Just give us another 15 minutes.”

“Okay. I’ll see you soon.”


I hung up and put my phone back into my pocket. I lay there and looked up into the skies. It was so beautiful. This whole field was beautiful.

“What are you thinking?”

Harry was still looking at me, and another smile was plastered to my lips.

“You… me… the universe… why I’m forced to feel like this, yet so lucky to have a friend again.”

“I believe there’s a point in everything.”

“Yeah me too, but I don’t get it. Why do I have to be filled with so much pain, if all God wanted was to show me you? Why did he have to make someone kill my father? I don’t believe it would have made the world a better place in the end Harry. My father was a good man.”

“I never said he wasn’t a good man Esther. He just might have done something that God couldn’t accept, or maybe… just maybe God isn’t among us anymore. I don’t believe he would have let half of the things that have happened to this world happen if he was still here trying to control everyone.”

“So you’re saying God just left us behind?”

“I think he’s here… some place among us all, surprised of how bad his creations ended up.”

“You’re most certainly crazy Harry.”

“That’s what’s making me, me.”

“I know, and that is the Harry I trust with my entire life story.”

He turned around and looked at me with a serious face.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’ll see when we get to my place. It’s easier to show you than to explain it. But it’s probably different from everything you’ve ever seen.”

“I can’t wait to see it, come we better get going. Your mum will be here soon.”

He took my hand and helped me up from the ground. It felt weird to have him follow me all the way to the car we saw out in the front of the school. Most of the others had already gone home, so it seemed pretty empty all the way around us. Besides of course my mother’s car that had a huge noise.

I let go of Harry’s hand as soon as my mum looked in our direction. I didn’t want her asking questions now that I was finally bringing someone home again. It had been way too long and only a few people beside my mum and I had been in my room since all of this happened.

Harry opened the door for me to the front seat where I got in and sat down. My mum smiled a reassuring smile at me before she greeted Harry who placed himself in the back seat right behind me. This was probably one of the things that had scared me the most in a long time, and I don’t think I would be able to know how to react to any of it as soon as Harry was inside of my house. 

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