Perfect to Me

Having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics; as good as it is possible to be.
Ever since Natalie's sisters and brother were born she was the forgotten child the one the parents don't seem to care about. The one were they don't care what they do with your life just as long as they are far away. Natalie finally gets tire of everything she goes through daily an decides to move to London with her friend Reagan. When they arrive everything seems normal until they happen to bump into someone. Those people help Natalie feel perfect in her own despite what people tell her and make her feel like she does have a purpose, but not everyone can stay strong for that long, right?


2. Chapter 2.

Chapter Two


"Erm what?" I questioned the stranger that I haven't even met..

"I think you know what I said." the guy said chuckling a little.

"Well I don't know who you are you and your friends," I said pointing in the direction that the people he was hanging out with were sitting, "you could all be rapists or something." I continued to name reasons why I can't trust this person while taking sips of my orange juice every now and than. I also found myself looking at the ground a lot.

"And-" I was about to continue until Reagan kicked me as hard as she could on my leg. "OW! What the hell was that for?" I screeched at her in pain. She just pointed upwards at the guy. I nearly chocked on my orange juice to see that guy has his hood pulled off and Ran Bans in his hand.

"Y-your H-harry Styles." I said in complete shock while pinching myself all of my arm just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"That's my name." Harry said with a small smirk on his face.

"Um one second." I said smiling as I stepped out of the booth and grabbed Reagan's hand and pulling her into the bathroom.

"Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my god." Reagan said jumping around in the bathroom "And he called you pretty asked for your freaking number!"

"I know I was kinda there." I said pushing some hair out of my face.

"Well, why did you pull me in here where there is a hot celebrity outside wanting your number?" Reagan questioned me.

"I don't know what to say." I said.

"Just talk and be yourself." She said pushing me out of the bathroom.

"But I'm so freaking awkward." I whined at her and it was true when I talk to people I get nervous and start to say stupid things and it's just really awkward for everyone.

"You can do it, I know you can." Reagan said making me feel a little bit better.

"Ugh, fine." I said giving Reagan and annoyed look.

"You know you love me." Reagan said making a heart with her hands.

"Wouldn't be to sure about that." I said right when got at our table. I didn't see Harry so I assumed they left and Reagan didn't even seem to notice so we both just went on our phones.

"Rawr!" someone screamed in my ear and put their hands on my shoulders. I screamed which I'm not surprised because I'm scared really easily. I turned around to see no other, but Harry Styles.

"You little." I stopped myself not really want to start cussing in McDonald's.

"Someone gets scared easily." Harry said obviously talking about me. "I never got your number either," he said.

"Do you seriously want my number or this like some kind of sick prank because if it is the cameras can come out now." I said.

"I swear it isn't a prank. Can you just give me your number?" he said with a puppy dog face with his phone pointed out to me. I looked at Reagan one more time just make sure she thinks it's a good idea and she responded with a reassuring look.

"Okay." I said as I took the phone from his hands and started to type in my number. "There." I said giving him a smile.

"Can I call you sometime maybe we could like hang or something?" he asked.

"Um, yeah, sure." I responded. There seemed to be a very awkward silence until Harry finally said something.

"Okay well I'll call you." Harry said while we were leaving out booth.

"Okay bye." I said stepping out of the McDonald's

"Did that-"


"No wa-"

"Yes way." I said cutting off Reagan every time she reacted.

"How are you not freaking out, I mean freaking Harry Styles has your number and said he would call you!" Reagan basically screamed in my ear.

"I'm just trying to hold in all the fangirling I guess." I said casually.

"Well you're good at it." Reagan said and after the short walk back was silent.

When we walked in to our house I immediately started freaking out. I was exploding since I had to hold it so long. I kept yelling things like O-M-G, asdfghjkl, what, I can't, no, and just deformed words while Reagan just watched amused. 

The fangirl attack lasted for about five minutes until I finally just calmed now. "I guess I check off meet  1/5 of One Direction off my bucket list." I said to Reagan proudly.

"Is this real life?" she asked trying to sound like that kid in David After the Dentist on YouTube.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Let me check." as soon as I finished that i hit her arm hard, but not as hard as I could. "Did that hurt?" I asked trying to act dumb.

"Yes, you meanie." she said while crossing her arms while I stuck my tongue out at her.

"I'm going to unpack my stuff." I said while getting my suite case and dragging it to a random room. As I walked in I saw the room which was painted a very pale blue. Since the house was already furnished there was a bed in the far corner with a closet a little bit to the left on the other side of the room and a dresser next to it. There was a bed stand next to the bed with an outlet right next to it. There was a small window a couple of feet away from the bed. 

After looking around the room I took my suit cases and put away my shirts, jeans, dresses, and shoes in the closet and put everything else in the dresser. I also took out a small part of Christmas lights and hung them around the room. As well as my pagers that all spelled out quotes from three different songs that said She will be loved, Maybe you're lovable maybe you're my snowflake, and Falling for your eyes, but hey don't know me yet.

"Perfect." I said smiling to myself feeling satisfied with what I did. I checked the time on my phone to see it was alreadt noon. Woah this took longer then I thought it would. 

I decided to take a short little nap because I just realized how tired I was. I sat on my bed and went on Instagram and scrolled through my feed and notifications to see nothing special so I posted picture outside of my window of the breathtaking London scenery with the caption. YAY! we are finally here maybe we could do a little meet up thing with some of you fans that live here(: ! 

Once I was done with Instagram I moved to Twitter and scrolled through my mentions to see not very nice things.

@ewwnatalie: @itsnatalie lol you're so rude telling people to kill themselves, YOU BITCH!

@nataliegtfo: @itsnatalie wow youre so inconsiderate and annoying kill yourself

@stahpnatalie: @itsnatalie please do everyone a favor and kill yourself already

I stared blankly at phone it felt like someone stabbed me in the chest with a knife. I felt tears starting to spring from eyes. Soon I felt the tears pouring from my eyes. I honestly wonder why I haven't killed myself already. 

I stood up and walked to my suit case and pulled out my razor and I quietly made my way to bathroom and shutting the door silently. I sat on the floor and carefully removed the blade from the razor. I grabbed the blade and but it to my thigh. I felt the tears rushing faster, but it felt good. I deserve it for being everything that I am. I only made small cuts though because I don't want anyone to know I cut.

I washed the blood off my thigh and made sure it wasn't bleeding before heading back to my room. When I walked into my room I went on twitter and immediately started tweeting.

@itsnatalie: I never told anyone to kill themselves get your facts straight.

@itsnatalie: what did I do to annoy you lol

@itsnatalie: I never asked for your opinion sweetie

After tweeting a few for tweets i fell asleep and started dreaming about things that I wish were real.



sorry that its so short I just really wanted to rant ok so here it is...

to the person who made that sign that said SHUT UP LIAM i really really really really hope you rot in hell if you dont apologize. youre so rude and you just disgust me. no one deserves shit like that from people like you. liam saw that sign you c*nt. you make me disgusted in the human race go fck yourself 



ok done with rant I will try to make the next chapter longer! ilygsm 

interesting fact about moi i dont like writing i write when im bored with life



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