My Hatred for Love

Allison wished that she did not go to school with the One Direction for many reasons one was that she used to be best friend with Harry Styles that was before the fame, the second reason was that Harry has forgotten about their friendship and now he is her bully. What happens when Harry is her new roommate and she starts to develop feeling for him? What happens when they both find out that they both MUST get married?


2. Home Alone?

Thank god....

Alii's P.O.V.

I did not see Harry all day. Which is what i hoped for that was until I was walking home that is. As I approached my front door and I was about to open my door someone opened my door for me and pushed me inside my home. As I was pushed I fell and hit the ground. 

"Someone's a little clumsy" The person's deep voice said. I was about to respond when I recognized the voice it was Harry.

"Harry? What the hell do you think your doing?" I yelled. He just chuckled.

 "What does it look like we are having a birthday party?"He said.

"What are you talking about?Get the hell out of my house now or I will..."I hesitated."Or you will what? Call the police who do you think they will believe a crazed fan or  a celebrity" He said with a smirk on his face.

"Just please leave me alone" 

"Why should I?"

"Because ... just because I don't want you here" 

"Aww, babe don't be that way" He said extending his arm. I refused and got up myself.

"Don't call me 'babe'" I said harshly. "And why exactly are you here again? And don't say for some stupid party" I spat.

"Alright you caught me, my mum sent me here she said that I had to meet someone and her parents and when I saw it was your house I wanted to  have some fun with it" I rolled my eyes as he spoke. "Do you know what this is about?" I shook my head no.

"My dad is not home at the moment so you will have to come back another time" Man did my dad have bad timing because at that same moment she walked through the door with a woman who I was guessing was Harry's mum. When I looked over to Harry he was smirking at me, I just rolled my eyes at my mum. 

We really didn't talk much with my mum because after the first hour of catching up I went up to my room. Apparently, my dad and Harry's mum are like close but not that kind of close. Before I went up I looked back to see that Harry was completely zoned out and playing on his phone. I wonder what they were up to, I didn't like the idea of my dad planning anything because I knew it would end up hurting me. You see since my mum passed my dad would come home drunk at  least once a week and he would forget what happened to my mum and he would blame it on me a beat me, but I got used to it and I would wear long sleeves so no one would see the marks that my dad made. 



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