1. Growing Up
"Harry! Stop that! It tickles!!" I was laughing uncontrollably! Then he looked into my eyes and we kissed. He was my first kiss. I remember it like It was yesterday. Fourth of July at the park by the old museum with Harry styles in fourth grade. His parents wee in a car crash the night after. They both died and he was sent to an orphanage. I never saw him since then. I'm fifteen now and my mom is screaming at me just because I got a newly button ring. "It's not that big of a deal mum. I mean, you over reacting about NOTHING." "Nothing?! You just ruined your whole stomach by putting that there! You are a disgrace to this family." "Yeah well I don't give a shit." And I slammed the door in her face. I was so innocent in 4th grade. I hit 7th and went mad for some reason. Maybe it's because of hormones or maybe I was thinking about Harry a lot and finally I just gave up and let live guide me. I put on some jean booty shorts that were torn up, a belly shirt reaves long my belly ring that hung over my shoulder, slid my blue spray painted high tops on, then straightens my kind blond hair and slipped on a beanie. I also put on some really dark eye shadow. I walked out the door and ignored every word they said. I heard my dad say "Never rea turn until your not a slut!!" I laughed at this because I'm a vigin....that is....for now.....
Thanks for reading!! Sorry it was so short there's more where that came from! I will add more on friday! Bye my little munchkins!!
-In Love With Harry