Y/n wakes up from her long sleep, her cloths hang loosely, yawing and stretching as the sun rolls down her body. She walks the the bathroom to relieve herself (🤢🤢🤢). She looks that her reflection in the mirror, she should feel disgusting with herself but instead she feels happy foe some reason. She's confident, not like the other girls, she wears her converse with her dresses and doesn't put on ten pounds of makeup to leave the house, I guess you could say that she's one of the boys or that's what she thinks🙄.
Y/n puts her hair in a messy bun and trotted down the stairs like a house "neigh!!!!!" She screamed, she's quirky like that💅.
"SHUT UP YOU USELESS CHILD, I WISH A NEVER HAD YOU😡😡!" Her mother screamed back at her with a sour tone .
Y/n ran back stairs crying😿. Her mother never lets her be herself. She trots into her room. Her eye crying black liquid which is a little concerning considering that she doesn't wear mascara but that doesn't seem to bother her. She grabs her phone and starts playing Harry Styles on Apple Music, she doesn't use Spotify, she's different💅
She skips through all the BASIC songs in till she gets to her comfort song. As It Was by Harry Styles. She starts singing along while crying (probably badly). The mysterious black liquid still running down her cheeks.
After a while she stops crying and falls into a deep sleep while cuddling her Harry Styles action figure. This 'toy' has gotten her though so many things, like being bullied a school for neighing in the middle of class and tripping everywhere she goes, she cant help that she's clumsy. She remembers crying whenever she got home from school because her mum would yell at her for climbing through the window instead of the door like a 'normal person.' But her Harry Styles action figures has always been there for her. What her school mates and mum don't understand is that she different, she's always been different and she always will be.
