The Search (Book one in the Our Story Saga)

Harry Styles sees 19-year old Alexis Smith in his favorite coffee/tea shop, The Nook, and instantly falls in love. He walks up to the door and stops in front of her, testing out his new theory he saw from "We Bought A Zoo". She looks up from the book she's reading - his Favorite book - and smiles up at him. He smiles shakily and says, "Why would someone as beautiful as you even look at someone like me?" She smiles and says, "Why not?" And invites him to sit down and talk. They get to know each-other but then suddenly gets up and leaves. Harry chases after her but looses her in the crowd. He goes back to The Nook everyday at the same time, hoping to find his Cinderella. Will he find her? Will she still feel the same way as she did at first?


3. Help

Hey guys, I'm going to start writing a book of imagines as well as this series. If you'd like to be featured in one, leave your name, favorite guy, an idea of what you want to happen, and any extra information I might need for it. You know, like eye color, hair color, favorite shirt, anything you want featured in this. If you want me to come up with an imagine for you, I will, but I still need your name, favorite guy, and some extra info. You know, to give me something to work with. K? We good? Good.

                          Love y'all!!!

                                     XOXO - Mrs. Styles💋







Alexis' POV

I slowly approach the house, checking to see if he was outside. I let out a breath of relief, but brace myself for what's inside and silently pray he's asleep or has friends over. He won't hurt me then. Glancing around one more time, I reach for the doorknob and slowly twist it. Unlocked. Damn it. The door creaks as I slowly push it open and hear a sound coming from my right. I duck just in time for his fist to connect with the edge of the door.

"FUCK!! DAMN IT ALEXIS, GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!!!" He launches at me as I dart through the door into the living room. 

"No!! Please stop!!!" I cry as he pins me onto the ground and starts pounding me all over my body. I feel something wet as he slams his fist onto my nose. Tears start streaming down my face as I whimper in pain. He finally stops, and throws me away from him, almost as if in disgust.

"Get in the room." He orders quietly. I have no choice but to get up and walk into the bedroom we share. He comes in a few minutes later, eyes rimmed red. 

"Why do you do this to yourself, Jacob? To me? Don't tell me you enjoy this, because everyday, Every fucking day, you do this, but then come in, looking like you've been crying. Why's that, Jacob?"


Jacob's POV

I don't enjoy it, and I do cry every time. But I can't seem to control it. It just... Happens. But, I can't say that. It's a bunch of bullshit. That's what my mother said when she left my dad. I guess it just... Runs in the family. Bullshit. I hate myself for doing this to Alexis, because, surprisingly, I actually like her. She's confident and free-spirited and beautiful and has a fiery passion that no one can control. I think that's what makes me snap, makes me the way I am. I don't know why she hasn't left me or fought back yet. I may be stronger, but she's much faster and lighter on her feet than me. All I know is that one day, and I have a feeling it's coming up Very soon, she's going to leave me, for someone who'll treat her right. Someone who'll buy her flowers and hold her hand, take her to every party because she loves to dance, and give her all his hours. I just hope he's worth it, and doesn't hurt her, not even once. Especially not like I just did, and hopefully not like I'm about to.

"Get onto the bed, Alexis." I say as I start to take off my shirt.


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