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You are perfect to me

Chapter 1

*Buzz,Buzz,Buzz*

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing in my ears. Groaning, I switched it of and looked at the clock. 6 a.m. I had to be ready for the bus by 7:30. So, I got up and washed my face. I brushed my teeth and cleaned my face. I filled up my bath and sat in it, letting myself relax. It has been a while since I've felt like this. I got out and wrapped a towel around myself.

I decided on wearing a plain pair of normal jeans with my favorite Nirvana T-shirt and my black vans. I took out a maroon colored hoodie and slipped it on, as it was quite cold. I put my hair up into a normal bun. I really wasn't in the mood for any fancy bullshit.

I never ever put make up on my face. I'd probably be a clown, like those other bitches with their crop tops and short short shorts. I mean, we're in fucking winter, who even does that? Well, Bethany Hilton does. The bitch that's been torturing me for years. She made my boyfriend cheat on me, she sleeps with every guy on the planet and she is a FUCKING WHORE! I don't even know why people like her. Just cause they think she's hot. Btw: She's is also really easy, so it might be that too.

Anyways, I grabbed my backpack and walked down into the kitchen. I saw my mum making a great breakfast. So, I sat down and ate my pancakes.

I'm not like all the other pretty girls around that only survive on green tea and chewing gum. I might be thin, but I worked for this. It wasn't easy. I don't starve myself though.

I walked to the bus stop just in time to see the bus arriving. Thank God! It's usually so awkward waiting there. This is because the famous Harry Styles is there. Not. He is so fucking annoying. He has the reputation of being such a womanizer. It's only us at the stop, so it gets kind of weird, especially because he keeps staring at me. Weird, huh?

I walked up into the bus to find all of the seats full. Except one. Next to Harry FUCKING Styles! Yes! Just my luck!

I walked up the aisle and said

"Hey, um..Harry, can you please move your bag, there is nowhere else to sit"

"Yeah, sure"

I got my phone out and started checking my facebook and I swear I saw him peek at my phone or something.

"Hey, can I have your number?" he asked me.

Okay, this is officially weirder than I planned it to be.

"Um..sure?"

I gave him my phone and he gave me his as I put the number in and added myself as a contact.

I got my iphone back and saw that he put his name as The Curly Boy with a heart. Cute.

"Thanks"

We got of the bus and he started talking to me.

"So, which classes do you have today?"

"Oh, I have Chemistry, Maths, English, Geo and P.E."

"I have Chemistry, Geo and P.E. I'll see you then"

"Yeah, bye"

I walked up to my locker and just as I was about to open it I was pushed backwards, my back hitting the lockers.

"Hey, Denise, don't ever talk to my man again, or you're going to get it"

She pushed me back into the locker as I fell down and she walked away with her clan. I saw Harry standing opposite me with his friends laughing. Way to be a bastard.

Notes

New story a bit boring, but it will get much better!

Comments

Good first chapter. Please update soon.