As a 15 year-old it's hard for Natalie to see her parents fight, but she has gotten used to it, as they fight constantly. Well she thought she had, until her parents ask her to make the most important decision of her life. Natalies whole life has been turned upside down, until she meets Harry Styles. Can Harry help Natalie? Or is she just charity work for Harry?


3. Curly

Harry's POV

"Let's fix that then." I whisper to her. She just nods. We sit back down on the log, but closer together this time. I stare into her deep brown eyes, they were beautiful. I think that's what was keeping me here. She seemed so beautiful, and lovable. And the best part was, she didn't make me get a hearing aid when she saw me. Does she even know who I am? "So," I said. "You first." 

Natalie's POV 

I nodded and looked at the ground. What was I supposed to tell him? I cleared my throat and began. "Well, my name is Natalie-"

"Natalie," He repeated my name with his soft, to die for British accent. I nod. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He smiled. I blushed and looked down at my knees. But theres that word again. 'Beautiful.' "Oh, and Im-" He paused, like he was uncertain of his own name. "Marcel."

I smile and Marcel nods as if to tell my to continue, and I do. "I'm an only child, I love pink, I was born in California, but moved here, to Cheshire about a year ago. Um, I really like fuzzy socks, I'm a dancer, and I do fairly well in school. I am terrified of snakes, spiders, and bees. I'm not very good at throwing things; I have a very bad aim." He chuckled at the last part. I told him everything I could think of about my self. Even though we met like ten minutes ago, I feel like I know him. Marcel smiled and nodded, taking it all in. 

"And what about you Curly?" Seriously? I can't believe I just called him that! I guess I just got mesmerized by his gorgeous locks. He laughed, showing his dimples again. Congratulations. All my insides just exploded. 

Harry's POV 

Curly. I liked that. I told her about my family here, things I liked and things I didn't like. Leaving out One Direction of course. I like talking to her, because she didn't care that I was 'Harry Styles from One Direction!' I don't even think she knew. She listened and I talked. She giggled and showed her smile, giving me a chance to get a good look at it for the first time. It wasn't hard to make her laugh, she even laughed at all my stupid food puns! I though only Niall liked those. I feel a little guilty about lying to Natalie, she looked so hurt already. 'Well I guess this is the moment of truth, she likes me for me or she doesn't like me at all.' I reassured myself. 

"Natalie?" I said looking into her eyes. "I'm not who you think I am."

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