Life Of Allie (One Direction Fan Fiction)

You wear a shirt once and say it’s dirty. I only have one shirt. You complain of your closet being too full. I don’t have a closet. You complain of not having enough money. I have no money. You complain about being cold so you turn up the heat. I have no heat. You complain of your bedroom being too small. I have no bedroom. You complain about your mattress being uncomfortable. I have no mattress. You complain about your house being too small. I have no house. You complain about your family. I have no family. That is until I met a certain band known as One Direction, that is when my life changed forever.


2. Starbucks

I turned to see the boy with the curls and green eyes, Harry. 
“Hello Allie, Nice to see you again.” Harry said smiling. I just nodded and waved hoping to get him to release me. “You don’t talk much do you?” He asked. I just shook my head no and smiled shyly. “Where are you headed to anyway? I could give you a lift.” 
“No!” I practically shouted. “I mean, that’s alright I can walk it’s not that far from here. I need some fresh-air anyway.” I said hoping he would take that answer and leave me be. 
“Alright, well can I have your number so we can hang out sometime?” He asked nervously. 
“Uhm, I don’t have a phone.” I replied mumbling looking at the floor. 
“Oh, well could we meet up sometime tomorrow and see where that leads us?” He asked obviously not giving up anytime soon.
“Sure. When and where?” I asked trying to get him to quit bothering me. 
“The Starbucks on Baker Street around 10am.” He replied with a big grin. I just nodded and pulled his arm off of me and left the pub and went back to the alley. I was tired beyond belief. I went back to my former position and as soon as my eyes closed I was out. 

I woke up the next morning to the sound of cars driving by. When do I have to meet Harry? Shit! Harry! I jumped up from where I was sitting and rushed to the pub next to me to check the time. 9:45. Shit! I ran down the street to the Starbucks and saw a mop of curls near the window sitting down. I sighed and walked inside, here goes nothing I thought. I quickly took the seat in front of him and looked up from his phone and saw me and smiled. Then he looked at my outfit and hair. 

“Are you okay? You’re wearing the same thing as before and your hair looks a bit knotted.” He said with concern in his voice. 
“Uhm yeah I guess. This is the only thing I have to wear and I don’t own a mirror or brush…” I said with a tear streaming down my face. I quickly wiped it away hoping Harry didn’t see it. I looked up at him and he clearly did. 
“Awh love don’t cry. I didn’t know! I’m so sorry!” He said as he got up and hugged me. 
“It’s fine. It’s not you.” I said. 
“Why are you so cold? Oh you’re wearing short sleeves and shorts in the winter!” He stated the obvious. “Do you want to go somewhere a bit warmer then?” He asked me politely. 
“Sure,” I said with a small grin. With that we got up from our seats and went to his car and drove off. “Where are we going?” I asked. 
“My flat,” He said looking at me smiling and looked back towards the road. “Tell me, where are you staying anyway?” He asked. I gulped knowing he should know, but I’m just too scared to tell him. He could send me back to my dad! Or he might judge me…

I made my decision and spoke up, “The alley next to the pub.” I said barely audible. 
“What do you mean the alley?” He asked.
“I mean I sleep on the ground next to the dumpster!” I cried out ashamed. I started bawling, I pulled my knees up to my chest and sobbed. Harry pulled over and hugged me tight. He pulled me in his lap and just held me. 
“You’re awfully light…” He said trailing off, I know I’m tiny. I’m just skin and bones. You can’t tell by looking at me because my clothes are so baggy. “That’s it you are going to come to my flat and stay with me.” He said. 
“Okay,” I said and climbed over back to my seat and stared out the window till me arrived. Before we got out of the car Harry stopped me from getting out. 

“I should warn you. I share my flat with 4 other mates of mine. I’m in a band you know, One Direction. My mates are in it as well, they shouldn't be a bother. They are nice people.” I nodded fearfully. I carefully climbed out of the car being sure not to damage it. We walked inside and took the elevator up and walked down the hall to his room. He opened the door and we went inside.

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