The Girl on the Street

Izabella Montez, other wise know as Izzy, has never had a so called "normal life". Her mother died of cancer when she was 10 years old, her father then,4 years later, killed her little sister Jasmyn, and tried to kill Izzy but her older brother Jax jumped in the way. Her father ended up killing himself after only injuring Izzy, She now has a large scar on the underside of her left ear that she hides behind her hair. She was then sent to a foster home with 9 other kids, where the "parents" never took much care of any of the kids. This forced Izzy to find a way to take care of herself. Which she did, she used an old guitar from the home, and goes out into the streets of her home town in Omaha,Nebraska and sing to earn money. What happens when the members of a popular british boyband happen to catch interest in this girl and her no-so-normal life? Of course will Izzy learn to trust the boys or will she just chalk them up to be the same as everyone else in her life?


9. Save me!

I sighed in relief as I turned to find Harry. I leaned into Harry's chest and took a shaky breathe, he led me around back and away from the hotel. 

"I'm sorry..." I mumbled into his chest

"Don't be," he said," it's our fault. We shouldn't have pressed you like that."

"I still ran out without even saying thank you." I said shyly.

"You had a right to..." He said putting his arm around me as we walked. He ran a hand over my hair, allowed myself to lean into his chest and half hug him as he walked.

Harry had on a beanie and a pair of sunglasses as well as a hoodie, I just had my hat so I had to hide my face in his chest.

We found a nice resturant and he got a private table in the back. Once we sat down I remove my hat, and Harry took off his beanie and glasses.

"I'm sorry to be such trouble..." I said looking down at the table.

"Izzy, you're anything but trouble.." He said patting my knee.

His touch sent chills through me. God damn it, Izabella! Stop it, I told myself. How can I like Harry... I barely know him , he's a popstar...

I looked up at Harry and he smiled sweetly at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder a gave me a squeeze. I looked away but his other hand moved to my chin turning it to face him. 

I saw his face moving closer to mine and suddenly his lips were there. It was passionate and meaningful. I moved one of my hands up to his curls, entangling my hand with in them. His arm that was once around my shoulder now moved to snake around my waist, his other one held my neck.

Harry's Point of View~

I finally kissed her and she was kissing me back! I was entirely in love with her. I don't know if she trusts me enough to love me back though...

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