Chapter 1

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I  slowly walked down the street, it is already 11 and I had avoided coming home all day. The day went too fast and I could already see my house around the corner. I could hear the screaming already and I feel my stomach turning.

As I push the front door open,as quietly as I could, I heard nothing. Absolute silence. Only a note on the kitchen table indicated someone lives here. On the note it said; 

Dear Lillian,

Dad and Me are going away for a week. Have fun and don't kill anyone.

XX
Mom

Finally.

I look at my phone because someone texted me. I checked and it was Char, Lottie or Charlotte. My best friend since forever and a day.

"There's a party, wanna come?". Char is the last person I would expect to invite me to a party, she is the definition of a good girl, teachers pet and goody-two shoes.

I quickly text her I'd be there in half an hour because I needed to get my mind off of things.

I put on my black ripped jeans and a shirt with embroidered roses. I took my vans and the car keys and was out.

I came outside and the car was parked across the street. How weird, I don't remember parking there. I jumped in and texted Char for the address.

It was only five minutes away and I soon pulled up to a huge house.

No villa.

I parked a little away and walked back.

Troubled // Harry StylesWhere stories live. Discover now