Paris' mum passed away three years ago. A year later, her dad passed away.
Since then, she had gotten into the wrong crowds, gotten a few tattoos here and there, and created a thick wall that no one can break down.
That is until she moved to a new neighborhood and met Harry.
Harry is the most popular guy in her new school, and he is severely fascinated with her.
But like her tells her, "Everyone has their own secrets."

[Harry Styles Fan Fic]


3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3:


As we pulled up to the school parking lot, in Karey’s white car, don’t ask me the model because I’m not a car expert, I could see practically the whole student body start to walk over to the car, which was still driving, and crowd around it that Karey couldn’t drive.

Anna was in the passenger seat gawking at how many people there were just wanting to talk to her. Sorry to break it to you, they’re here because Karey is stinking rich.

When it was safe enough I got out of the car, hitting a few people, slammed the door shout, and started to push through the crowd.

Man, it’s like a mosh pit. It’s only and annoying preppy girl.

When I saw the clearing, I pushed through more forcefully, with getting a few of other people’s elbows in my ribs.

Free at last. Hallelujah.

Let’s see if I can find a secluded place where no one will disturb me.

I walked through the front doors of the school and bolted to find the back of the school, getting lost every now and then, and people shooting me weird glances.

I eventually found the back of the school, and at the back left hand corner, there was a nice shady tree.

I will own you.

I sat down, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and breathed it in.

Now this is what I call relaxing.

Well…until the bloody first period bell rang.

You know what? Fuck that shit. I’m just going to sit here until lunch.


Here comes the mosh pit. Well a quarter of them.

They bolted out the back doors, probably to find a good spot for lunch.

I get up, deciding that I should go get some food from the cafeteria. Fortunately for me, I saw it whilst trying to find this beautiful spot.

When I walked into the cafeteria, it was almost as loud as a concert. There were people trying to talk to their friends by yelling.

Shut the fuck up.

After getting my lunch, I made a bee line for the doors to get out of her.

I guess luck wasn’t on my side at all today as Miss Preppy Annoying girl saw me.

“Paris!” Karey yelled to me from the middle of the cafeteria.

Sad thing was that I had to walk past either way to get out.

So I walked over to her table.

“Hey guys, this is my new foster sister, Paris,” She introduces me to everyone.

Everyone is dressed like her. The girls in plaid skirts, white shirts and closed black leather shoes. Get a fashion check. But there was one girl dressed normally, and weirdly, she looked familiar.

The guys wore a white button down shirt, a plaid tie and dress pants.

One word. Preppies.

“Hey guys,” Anna say walking in from the other side.

“Anna!” Karey yells throwing her arms around my sister.

The girl dressed normally rolled her eyes, and I laughed at her.

“I should get going,” I say trying to get away.

“Wait!” Paris says, holding a hand up in a stop signal. “I need to introduce people to you.”

Oh god.

“First we have Harry, my boyfriend,” She says addressing to a guy with brown curly hair, emerald eyes and dimples. I must say, not bad Karey.

“Then we have Sarah, my best friend,” She says smiling happily at the girl that looked familiar. She has strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes.

“And then there is Luke, George, Daniel, Lucy, Mary, Tiana, Keira, Blake…” and I snoozed off.

“Okay, well I have to go,” I say quickly walking away whilst she was still saying people’s names.

When I got outside, a group of wannabe preps were sitting at my tree. Sluts.

I walked along the building and came across an alley between the school building and the fence.

Note to self: If tree of Paris is taken, go to Alley of Paris.

Doesn’t that sound romantic?

“Oi Paris,” Someone says from behind me.

I set down my lunch on the floor and turned to see Anna standing at the opening of the alley with her arms crossed against her chest.

“What the fuck do you want?” I ask sitting down on the floor, leaning against the wall, not bothered with talking to her.

“You sure know how to disrespect people,” she says stalking over to me.

“I only do it to people who don’t respect me,” I say smiling sweetly up at her, trying to make her get the hint.

“Karey has only been nice to us and you walk away like that?” she says towering over me.

“So you think that gives you the invitation to follow her around like a lost puppy. Gosh Anna. You probably don’t even know how to stand up for yourself,” I say standing up, now towering over her, by like 3 inches.

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing now?” She asks.

“Well I know this isn’t you so my guess is that Karey told you to do this and if you did, I don’t know? Maybe let you be officially apart of the group?” I say laughing dryly.

“You know what? I fucking hate you,” she says storming off.

“Haters make me famous!” I yell back at her, sitting down and grabbing my food to eat it.

Gosh I’m hilarious.

You know what? I sometime wonder what would be different if mum and dad were still alive. Would Anna be a stuck up, selfish, preppy bitch? Would I have multiple tattoos and gotten into trouble.

Probably not. Maybe Anna and I would be best friends like movies make sisters out be like.

HA! I would never want to become friends with her in real life, let alone Facebook.

I guess the only thing holding us together is Clara. Sweet, adorable, innocent Clara.

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