He's watching (a harry styles fanfiction)

Introduction/Chapter 1

I tossed and turned as I heard my alarm clock with its annoying as hell, might I add, ring. "Get up Bella!" I heard my mother shout from the kitchen. Finally, I decided the sooner I get up, the sooner I can go back to sleep. I guess that's how you know it's bad...when there's nothing to look forward to anymore, anything that was ever exciting to you just, vanishes. "Get up Isabella!" My mom rudely shouted, yet again.

Who am I? I'm 16, my names Isabella but I prefer Bella. I have short dark brown hair, that is usually dyed some bright, strange color. My eyes are a dark brown as well, ugh boring. I don't have many friends - not like the average teenager. I'm also not crazy, wild, or hormonal like most.

I decided it'd be best to just get up before my older brother Derek came into my room and hit me. Yes, hit me. I didn't have a very nice family, my dad left and moved in somewhere else. It didn't really bother me much considering I didn't like him anyways after the move. We moved away from California and into Nevada. I hated leaving my bestfriend. Now we talk more and get along better, so that's a plus.

I grabbed a towel out of the cupboard in the bathroom, stripped myself of my clothing, and finally got in. I struggled with self harm and depression. Getting up early and going to scho - I mean hell, wasn't exactly what I wanted to do with the next two years of my life. I wasn't even sure I wanted the next two years of my life. What was the point? My bestfriend was no longer across the street, I had nobody to talk to about my depression-not that I wanted to, don't get me wrong. But, I guess it'd be nice.

After, about 25 minutes I shut the water off and stepped out, drying myself off and wrapping myself in my towel. I then walked to my room and picked out a pair of dark skinny jeans, black converse, and my one direction t-shirt. I finished dressing and slipped on all my bracelets of different sorts - too many to count.

I walked into the bathroom and quickly brushed through my hair not putting much effort into it. "10 MINUTES!" my mom, once again, yelled at me. I walked to the kitchen and waited for my dad outside.

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The car ride was short, about 10 minutes and it was an awkward silence. What was there to even talk about?

While walking to class, one of my friends came to walk by me. "Hey" Kaylee said. "Hi" I replied. "How's your day goi-" my attention was then turned towards him. God, he was beautiful, yes beautiful. He was laughing with his friends and honestly, I didn't care if I looked stupid staring. "Helloooo???" Kaylee questioned while waving her hand in front of my face. My attention quickly turned towards the taller blonde, now in front of me as we stopped in front of the class. "Right, sorry what were you saying?" She huffed, quite rudely, at me and walked inside.

Following her and taking my seat, I once again saw the curly-haired brunette sitting a row away. He had mesmerizing green eyes and was about 5'11, tall compared to me but then again so was everyone at my school. I was 5'1. Ya, ik it sucks. "Bella?" I turned to see my biology teacher giving me a weird look and I realized I was staring at the curly-haired boy. Oh my god.

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