Last First Kiss

Her life’s miserable. She doesn’t wanna live anymore. She just wants to get out of this hell. Tried to suicide but failed each and every time. Katie Henderson, living in England, goes to a school where she’s known as a douche bad, pig, fatty, bitch, and other unpleasant words which after hearing you guys might wanna be deaf. Being hated in school since the very first day. Expecting to be understood at home but still, no luck. Her mother died of cancer and her father did suicide by the loss of the love of his life. Living at her uncle’s house who never really appreciated her or her family. The family politics you must know. Uncle Mark always got home drunk as he had no family and every time when he arrived she knew what he was going to do. Climbing up the stairs to her room and beating her up. She would do anything to leave this place but it’s not that easy. She finds a person in school whom she could finally call a ‘friend’. His name’s Harry. Harry Styles. She starts getting close to h


13. We're Cool.

(Katie’s P.O.V)

I wanted to cry in someone’s arms. I thought about pushing him away but the moment he hugged me, his warm hug made me wanna hold him tight. The last time I got this hug was more than a year ago. I kept crying and crying, when suddenly..

*click* *click*

I heard snap shots and when we pulled apart, we saw paparazzis’ taking our pictures. Oh no. this was gonna be on the front page of the latest gossip news. The moment we pulled away from the hug, I just looked down. Harry didn’t know what to do so he just grabbed my hand and took me somewhere away from the paparazzis’. But they kept following us, so Harry took two tickets to the “Ship of Love” and we got inside.

“Ok, that was weird” I giggled. He smiled at me. I didn’t wanna be friendly with him, but something kept me from being angry with him. Maybe he really regrets it. I just don’t know what’s wrong with me.

“So, tell me more” Harry said, looking straight at me, in the eyes.

“Tell you what?” I giggled once more. I was suddenly as causal as we used to be. I have no idea why. It just came naturally. Couldn’t help it.

“I don’t know if I should ask this but..” he hesitated.

“Go on….uhh…..Edward?” I hesitated. But smiled after saying it.

“Well, uh, Jane?” he chuckled. “I just wanted to know what happened after I left. I mean I know about the panic attacks and trauma you got into and the operation. But I just wanna know that even after all that you went through. You were about to die right?” he asked. I nodded. “Then how are you here today?” he asked me, trying to smile. I smiled and said.

“God sent two angles in my life.” I simply stated and smiled peacefully as the thought of my new parents came in my mind.

“Oh, that’s very good. How did it happen? And how are you in Bradford now? You- I mean ‘we’ used to live in Cheshire.” he asked me, smiling.

“Well, this lady came to visit me, she was from some charity organization. When she saw me, she asked the hospital’s management about me and my past. They told her everything and she left. After a week or so she came back to visit me, but this time she came with her husband. They saw me, talked to me. Told me they understood I had a harsh past and they said they wanted me to start over. Start a new life and be what I always wanted to. I was about to refuse cause I didn’t wanna live, but then I thought that if yo-” I stopped, I couldn’t go on. I couldn’t just say that ‘if you can move on, so can I’. That would be sooo harsh!

“I thought that I should at least give it a try! And so I did. And those people turned out to be hell rich!” I giggled a little at the end. He gave me a wide smile.

(Harry’s P.O.V)

Well at least she had some good times. At least she’s happy! I couldn’t help but smile, seeing her happy. Right then I felt as if everything went dark. We were inside a tunnel.

“Uhh, Harry? What’s going on??” I heard her fearful voice. I just got up and sat next to her, where she was sitting and wrapped my arms around her. Keeping her warm and safe. She buried her face into my chest. I could tell she was hell scared. It took 5 more minutes for the tunnel to end. When it did, I realized the ride was over. And the paparazzis’ taking our pictures again. This time the pose we were in seemed like we were dating. I wish. We heard gasps and when she looked up, we saw a crowd of directioners…. Well I wouldn’t call THEM directioners because true directioners would be happy if we’re happy. Instead these people who called themselves our directioners, started making nasty faces at Katie and some girls even showed her the middle finger. Paparazzis’ taking pictures.

“Harry?Harry! Where are yo- Oh you’re here? Come on! Hurry up! We have to go!” Liam said as he and Zayn helped Katie out of the ship and then me. I wanted to get into a fight with those weirdoes who are so-called directioners. A true directioner would be happy if they saw me or any other lad happy. These girls were definitely NOT directioners.

“Katie I’m so sorry! Just forget about them! These peo-” I was about to say when she interrupted me.

“No no it’s Ok Harry! It’s not your fault! I know these type of people are everywhere. I just have to deal with it. I’m gonna have to face that a lot ahead if I’m gonna be One Direction’s friend.” she smiled at me, though I could see she wanted to cry. I hugged her and she smiled at me brightly and I winked at her and she blushed.

FINALLY! We’re cool now! We can wink at each other, we can smile at each other, and we can hold each other’s hands! But I’m not sure about the sharing secrets part. It will happen, I know it will. All I need to do now is to get her trust back. To get her to have faith in me again. It’ll be hard, I know. But I gotta try. So that she can give me another chance to show her that I’m her man.

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