My Best Friend.

Annabelle's life doesn't start so good, her mom dies her dad beats her. Her best friend Harry Styles saves her. They run away and live on there own. They are fine Harry becomes famous but what happens when Harry decides to take Annabelle to The Secret? She finds it and her life starts falling apart again. Getting mysterious text. How can something so bad happen on such an amazing night? Annabelle doesn't understand, but she knows she is longer alone.


5. Chapter 4;


"You just made a big mistake, watch your back..-
Anon" I read over and over in my head. That's what the text had read that I received minutes ago. Anon stands for anonymous. What did I do? I held the necklace that my mother had given me. It stated 'breath'. 


I'm 7 right now. We were sitting on my bed, she gave me the necklace and put it around my neck, she said "Breath, without you I'm nothing." And with that she walked out the room and then I soon heard screaming, of terror. I walked out of my room and soon regretted it. Mom was on the floor begging.

*Flashback Over*

I hadn't known that he hit my mother. I assumed he had done it for years when he hit me for the first time. I looked in the mirror and I was crying. Instead of cutting I ran to my bed and grabbed a pillow. I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I looked at the clock. It was 8:00am. No sleep tonight. Spent 5hours crying and thinking. I got another text.
"Awe someone scared? Great. You should be!-
Anon" I went over to my curtains and shut them real quick. My phone vibrated.
"Closing the curtains won't help you Bell.-
Anon" Ok. This is starting to scare me. I turned my phone off, put on some sweats, put my hair in a quick messy bun and ran downstairs. Nobody was up yet. Before I knew it I was once again crying. I don't even know why this time, I guess my life is just bad when I think about it. My dad, Chandler, abused me, my moms an angel in the ground and I live with 5 guys. The only good thing is Harry and the guys. I stopped crying and went and made breakfast. I guess crying makes you hungry? I made eggs, sausage, bacon, pancakes and orange juice it's 9:15 now they should be up any minute. As if they read my mind here comes five sleepy boys. They stood in the kitchen and just stared at me. What's up with them? 
"Good morning!" I fake smiled.
"Good morning?" Zayn stated. They all looked shocked or confused. Am I that ugly? I walked out of the room as I felt awkward, I went to the living room and turned on Spongebob. Here comes Harry, why?
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, why??" I questioned.
"We'll have you looked in the mirror?" He asked. Shit! I was crying and I didn't wash my face!
"Yeah, it just makeup.." I lied. I don't even own make up but I don't think he knew that. 
"Annabelle, you don't wear makeup." He pointed his finger. All I did was go over there and cuddle into his chest.
"I'm fine." I lied yet again and looked down only to have my chin pulled back up.
"Tell me the truth." He looked me straight in the eyes, "let me see your arms." He stated getting worried. Only he knows that I used to cut but I stopped.
"I didn't." I denied. He got my arms and rolled up the sleeves to reveal all my scares.
"Thank god." He whispered relieved and hugged me tight.
"Why were you crying?" He asked sympathetically.
"I just miss my mum is all." Harry doesn't really know what happened to my mum, how she died.
"It's okay, me and the guys are here for you," he said until he realized that the boys don't know about my past, "or I'm here for you." He said comforting me.
"It's ok, I'm strong." I said standing up.
"I'll be right back." I stated and ran to the bathroom to wash my face. I came out of the bathroom then went into the kitchen with the lads. They were all laughing and having fun. I just sat there in my own thoughts didn't say a word. I went up to my room and soon fell in deep sleep.

Harry's POV

I wonder what's really wrong with Belle. She's been so distant and didn't eat breakfast. I'm worried I mean she is my best friend. Ever since we were at my secret place she been acting weird.

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