👎I'm Just A Loser✌ *One Direction Famous*

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I'm just a loser. A nerd. A nobody. I don't have any friends. Only cause im a loser. Nobody likes me. Everyone hates me. Why do 5 boys want to adopt me to make me happy? Why does One Direction want me? Why is my ex here? Why did Louis kiss another girl? I knew I'm just a loser.


19. Chapter 18-

Chapter 18-

*Harrys POV*

"So Harry you loving the girl." Niall asks smirking.
"Yeah... We kissed in the rain." I spit out.
"Really?!?!" He asks.
"Yeah paperatizi snapped a shoot of it."
"So I'm guessing we will see you on the cover of teen weekly this week?" He smirks.
"Probley." I smile.
"She's something." He smiles.
"Yeah but there's something that's hitting me." I sigh,
"Mate what's wrong?" He asks worried.
"She is exactly like Emily except for facial features. It makes me feel like she never died and is wearing a descize and giving me a second chance." 
"Mate don't be stupid but in reality." He lights.
"I'm not lieing." I snap. "Sorry." I say.
"I need sleep."
I get up and go to my room. It's always seemed empty with the one I love not around. It's hard. I just need sleep.
*the next morning*
I wake up with an aching back. 
"Erg." I say in pain.
I got up and filed my hand threw my hair. I tumbled down the stairs.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." Louis winks.
"Someone is in a good mood today." 
"We'll yeah. I figured since I can't have Emily anymore. Why not just move on." 
"Good for you." I pat him on the back. 
I grabbed a ceral bar and headed back up stairs. 
I grabbed my computer and logged on to Twitter. The first thing I saw was the picture of me and Izzy. It was when we were in the rain. 
I smiled at the thought. She still hasn't texted me yet though.
I grab my phone and it goes off.

From: 'Unknown number'

Hey Harry it's Izzy just thought I'd text you.

I added her number into my phone.

To: Izzy

Wanna meet up at the coffee shop down the street from my house?

From Izzy:

Sure meet ya in 10?

To Izzy;

Meet you in 10 xx

I decided to get ready then head down the street to the coffee shop.
"Hey Izzy." I say sitting down across from her. 
"Hey Harry." She smiles.
We grabbed something to drink and talk for a little.
"So where are you from?" I ask.
"I'm from Paris, France. But all my family is from Europe." 
"That's cool." 
"Yeah but I'm not French I'm British as you could tell by the accent." She laughs. 
"You know your really cool Izzy." 
"Thanks you are too." 
We finish and walk down the street. 
"At least no one in this part of town knows me." I half laugh.
"Yeah at least you have a town where you won't get swarmed by fans." 
"It's pretty convenient when I wanna be alone." 
"Yeah." She pips up.
"I was wondering if maybe... You wanna be you know...my girlfriend."

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