Spaceship - h.s.

"You'll never be anything in life."

In the future, 2197, Seventeen year old, Jayda Porter, is alone in life. Her parents died when she was three, and she lives with her roommate who's hardly ever around. Her teachers tell her all the same things. That of course, is that she'll never be anything. Bullying is pretty much her lifestyle. She's been bullied since she could remember, so she keeps her head down. She's not extraordinary, so she thinks, but why her?
When a spaceship crashes on earth, in her hometown in California, and is know to have aliens in it, everyone panics.
Harry Styles is a 20 year old alien. He's never seen a human before in his life. But when him and his parents decide to take a trip to earth, he's all for it. His spaceship crashes, and he's the only one who makes it out alive. He's alone now, and finds an immediate attraction to a girl watching from her window. He needs to get back home, because aliens can't last long on earth without finding love.

Will Harry fall in love with a human? Will he be able to handle the human cruelty, and lifestyle? What about Jayda? Can she figure out what Harry is? As how to get him home?

He only needs two things: love, or a spaceship.

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4. Died in a Car Crash

Spaceship - h.s. 


Chapter Four: Died in a Car Crash


Jayda's POV
I unlock my door and rush outside to the boy. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?!" I ask. 
He nods and limps over to me. His eyes are a gorgeous purple. Wow, I've never seen that before. 
"Yeah, my family died in a... uh.. a car crash and I'm the only one alive," he said sadly. 
There was something about his story I didn't believe. Oh my fucking gosh I'm such a horrible person! He's here limping and bruised and I'm doubting it. 
"Come inside, there's an alien invasion, and I don't want you out here alone," I say. I grab his hand and my entire arm tingles. 
I lock the door behind me, and lead him to the couch. "Wait here, I'll get you some clothes, you can use my shower," I say as I run upstairs. 
I look through some of my clothes, and find some of Deans clothes that Dani left here. I pull out some sweats and an old baseball tee. I rush downstairs to the rather hot boy in my living room.
"Here, the showers just down the hall, you can stay here for the time being," I say, handing him the clothes. 
"Thanks, but I can be out of here tomorrow if you-" I cut him off. 
"No, really, it's fine. I promise," I say smiling. 
He smiles at me and kisses both my cheeks. I jump a little, startled that he did so, considering I just met him like 10 minutes ago. 
"Thank you." He says and walks down the shower. 
I turned on the news. Wow! People were killing each other because they thought they were aliens?! What the hell is wrong with us! 
Harry's POV
I couldn't tell her what really happened, or what I really am. But my parents did die in a crash? So that's partly true I guess. 
I walked to the bathroom. I don't even know what the hell a shower is. Mum told me it was in the bathroom, and it was a tube looking thing with knobs. Okay...
Once I found what I thought it was. I tapped the tube. How do you get this thing to turn on? I groaned loudly. What the hell?! 
I heard her come in. I really need to learn this beauty's name. 
"Is everything okay..." She started. 
"Harry," I told her. 
"Harry, I'm Jayda, but is everything okay?" She asked. 
"How do you turn your shower on?" I asked. 
She giggled, "Well first your at the sink." 
I look down. I was wondering how I was gonna fit in there! I laughed. 
"I know silly." I said. 
She laughed and turned on the shower for me. "Thanks, again, again." I said. 
She smiled and kissed my cheek this time. She exited the room, closing the door behind her. I took my clothes off and stepped into the shower. 
Jayda's POV 
I walked to the kitchen and began to make lunch for Harry and I. There's something about him that so different. A good different. 
I watched the news, "Witnesses are flooding into the police station." The reporter spoke. 
"Hey where'd you put those clothes, love?" Harry asked. 
I turn to him. Harry was naked. Completely naked. I quickly covered my eyes. 
"Uhh Harry you forgot your towel." I say. 
"Oh shit! Right where are they?!" He asked frantically. Oh. My. God. 
"They're in the closet next to the bathroom," I say. I hear his feet run down the hall, and I uncover my eyes. I literally just saw his junk, and I found it attractive... 
Harry comes back out fully clothed. I guess he found his clothes then. He sat down at the table, looking quite nervous and embarrassed. 
"So now that your dressed, I made lunch," I say with a smirk. He looks at me and blushes. 
"Sorry about that," he says looking down. He has a cheeky smile on his face. 
"It's okay. Don't worry," I smile at him. 
I sat his sandwich and Pepsi in front of him. He looks at me confused. 
"What's this?" He asks. 
I sit down with mine, "You've never had a sandwich?" 
He shakes his head no. 
"What about a Pepsi?" I ask. 
"No," he says. 
Wow, where is this kid from? That's quite unusual. Maybe his family didn't believe in it or something? 
"Try it. I bet you'll like it," I say. 
He takes a bit of the sandwich, and drinks the Pepsi. His eyes widen, "Its good."
After lunch, we sit on the couch, watching the news. Harry looks terrified the entire time. I turn it off, "Something wrong?" I ask. 
He shakes his head, "No, just thinking." 
I tempted to ask what, but I don't want come off as too pushy. I scoot closer to him, "So tell me about yourself?" I ask. 
Harry's POV

Great, now what do I say. How old am I in human years again? Right 20. I make up a story from the top of my head. What do I say? "Hi I'm Harry Styles, a twenty year old alien from planet Directo, my family died in a saucer crash on the way here. What about you?" That's hardly suitable. Umm. I feel so bad for lying to her. 
"I'm Harry Styles, I'm twenty years old. Favorite color is orange, I like to sing." 
She smiled, satisfied with my answer. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it. 
"Go on, it's your turn, love," I say. 
"I'm 17, I go to LakeField High School, I'm bullied everyday. Beaten, called names. My parents died when I was three, and I lived with my grandmother, Kathleen, until I was sixteen. Once I moved out with Dani, my grandmother passed away. My mom and dad were both only children so I have no aunts or uncles. I have no one," she was now crying. I engulfed her into a hug and kiss her forehead. 
"It's okay babygirl, shhh." I cooed. 
"I have you now, right?" She cried. I nodded. What happens if I don't fall in love with her, then I die in three months, and she won't have anyone again. 
I don't think that will happen, because I'm already starting to like her. I feel awful, she poured her heart out to me, and I just lied to her. My parents died in a car crash, wow, original. 
I looked down, as she looked up. I smiled at her and she hugged me tighter. Soon both of us were in a deep slumber. I could only dream about one thing though: her. 



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