I'm being pulled by the arm. I can't see much really. Only flashes and flashes. I hear people calling my name. I fell people trying to pull me towards them. Was this all a dream? I was so confused. I seriously did not know what was going on.
-"STOP!" I shout but it was like no one heard me. I finally get pulled into a car and someone shuts the door behind me. I could finally see clear but it just did not seam real. Harry Styles? He was siting right next to me. He was calling me "babe". This had to be a dream. I sat there in complete silence. I was present. People could see me, but whenever i tried to talk no one could hear me. I suddenly feel a breeze of cold air pass next to my arm and someone screamed my name.
-"Erica Jhonson!" I shake my head and my eyes flutter open.
-"Erica Jhonson. What did i just say." I look around and see my whole class looking at me, they all seemed to be laughing silently at me.
-"Erica?" My english teacher Miss Kingston asks again.
-"I-I don't know." I say looking down at my desk.
-"Ah. And why can't you answer my question miss Jhonson?"
-"Be-Because I, humm, I was sleeping..." I say almost in a whisper.
-"Class! Did you hear that!? She was sleeping!" She says laughing. " A weeks worth of detention for you Erica." She says extremely serious. I look at her with big eyes and open my mouth to argue but she gives me a death stare and i shut it. I look down at my notebook and see all my One Direction drawings. I think back on the dream i was having. It was really wierd, and very confusing. The bell wrings and i get up slowly and grab my books. As i walk past the teachers desk Miss Kingston passes me a paper slip and an envelope. I sigh, grab it and walk out of class. The whole walk to my locker felt like a corridor of judgement and it was. I was a total loner at school. I got bullied constantly and would always stay in the coner alone. I can't count the amount of times i've changed schools because of the bullying. I've been trying so hard to fit in but I've always been an outcast. My parents, well, my mom is a Fashion designer and travels the world so i hardly get to see her and my dad is a famous laywer. He is almost always home but never comes out of his office. I'm an only child that lives in this enormus house that is practicaly empty. The only person that I have to talk to is my nanny, Elizabeth. Since my parents were to occupied to tae care of me they hired Elizabeth and she has been with me all my life. Anyways enough of that, let's get back to my crappy school day. I enter my locker code and shove my things into my school bag. I look into my agenda and smile to the fact that the one direction concert was tomorrow night. I had bought VIP tickets and i was overly excited to meet them. A piece of paper slips down to the groud and i realize it's my detention slip for tonight. I shigh and check my phone. -3:00- the detention was starting in 15 minutes so I grab my things and close my locker. I put my earphones in and start listening to my music. I get lost in my music and don't realize that someone sits down next to me in the detention class. He smiles at me and looks at his notebook he had just taken out.
-"Erica! Bring your phone up front now! You'll get it back when detention is over.
-"hi." The boy next to me says
-"hi" i say half snapping and turning back to my books kind of ticked off at the teacher.
-"I'm Charles."
-"Erica" I shrug.
-"Would you like to hang after this detention?" He asks and my heart almost stoped. A real life guy was asking to hang with me. This could not be, it was to good to be true.
-"ummm sure." I say not to sure it was the right descision but i smile it off and continue my copy. The hour seemed eternal but it finaly ended. Charles was waiting at the door after the detention was over and he brought me downtown. We sat down at a table and talked. He was really nice. I actually thought he could be my first real friend at school until.
-"C'mon do it Charles!" I hear a gang of boys say behind me. I then look at Charles in the eyes and he seemed to look at me with sorry eyes. He gets up and grabs his bottle of water.
-"I'm sorry" He whispers before opening his bottle.
-"It's ok, I'm used to it." I say holding back my tears. I feel the first drop of water and then the whole bottle fall onto my head. All of a sudden water starts splashing out of every corner. It finally stops and i grab my bag and run off with tears in my eyes. I make my way to my favorite hiding spot. The 'queen Elizabeth' hotel. (My uncle owned the hotels) i went to the roof top and just let the tears flow. It was getting dark by the time i was up there and it was usually calm and empty.
-"Are you ok?" I hear someone say. The voice was kind of familiar but not completely.
-"You must be freezing. Here take my coat." He says puting his jacket over my shoulder and siting down next to me.
-"No. Franckly I'm not ok. I can't stand everything that is going on. I can't stand being all alone all the time. It's just killing me. All i ever wanted was a friend."
-"Well I can be your friend." He says which makes me smile.
-"That would be great. I really need one." I say leaning my head on his sholder. For some reason I just felt safe and sound in his arms like I was actually loved for once in my whole life. The time flew by as we sat there in total silence.
-"Oh I'm Harry by the way." He says turning towards me and putting out his hand.
-"I'm Erica." I say shaking his hand.
-"Do you want to head back to my room to warm up? It's kind of cold out here." He says, and for the record I had not seen his face yet.
-"Sure. Sounds fun." I smile and he helps me up. He backs out into the light of the moon and I finally get to see his face. Harry Styles. The Harry Styles. Usually I would of gone crazy and screamed and all but for some reason I was calm and acted like I had no idea who he was. He brings me to his sweet and I sit on the couch. He puts some water in the tea pot and them comes and sits down next to me.
-"Do you want to talk bout why you where crying now?" He asks me sort of nervous. I take a deep breath and start talking. I tell him bout my mom and dad about my lifr at school and the bullying and all that and he sits there in total silence. His eyes wide open with concern. I finish my story just as we hear the tea pot whistle loudly. Harry sits there not caring about the boilling water and just comes up to me and hugs me.
-"Give me your phone." He tells me while huging me. I pull back and go get my bag. I take my phone out and lend it to him. He starts messing around with it and does a few things then passes it back to me. Now you can call me whenever you feel down and sad. In my head i was going crazy! Harry Styles had just given me his number! But on the outside i was calm as fuck!( sorry for the curse).
-"Hazza!" I hear someone say as they open the door. We both turn our head and see Louis walking in.
-"Who is this beutiful young women?" He asks as he garbs my hand and kisses it.
-"It's a long story but I have to take her home now. I'll explain later." He says grabing my hand and bag. He calls a taxi and we hop in. I tell the drive my adress and I sit back down.
-"how old are you?" Harry asks me to start a conversation.
-"I'm 16! Well I just turned 16!" I smile and actually relax.
-"I'm 19!" He adds and I smile. "You can text me whenever! I'll always be there to answer!" He says and the cab stops in front of my house.
-"Well thanks Harry. This really felt good." I smile about to hop out the car but he pulls me and hugs me.
-"Keep your smile. It's the most beautiful thing you have." He says and and smile I thank him and walk out. The car drives away and I make my way inside and into my bedroom where I then fall onto my bed and smile. This could not get more perfect then this!
~*This is a prologue of a new fanfic I'm thinking of doing! This is the prologue! Give me feedback if I should continue!*~ -Write soon! -xxx-
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