1Dimaginettes

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Hey, my name's Katie.

This account is for OneDirectoin fanfiction (and a few normal quotes every once in  a while)
This is originally my account, but now it's co-owned with hgirl

We would usually do personal imagines, but seeing as school has started, not a lot of people are requesting them, so we've decided to make a longer fanfiction story :) That means no personal imagines for the time being. LEAVE A COMMENT IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE NOTIFIED FOR THE STORY

Anyways, a little bit more about me.
I'm 14 years young, freshman and I live in Canada!
I have had brown and ombre hair, and now I'm blonde :)
(but I'm orignially blonde!)
Blue/grey eyes!
I love playing soccer, volleyball and football!
I'd like to live in England when I grow up
I'm from the city and I will never be a country girl ;p
I've suffered from insomnia, anxiety and depression for 4 years, and I've been self harming for  2 years;
I don't see an end to it anytime soon :/
I'll talk to anyone who wants to talk to me, and I've heard I give pretty good advice, so if you've got a question, don't hesitate to ask:)

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-Louis Tomlinson

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I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 11

"Get in loser, we're going shopping." I joked as Harry walked from his house to my car.
"I love that movie!" he exclaimed to my reference of the movie Mean Girls.

"Where do you want to eat?" I asked.
"Isabella's?" he suggested the italian resteraunt down the street and I nodded.
I parked in the front of Isabella's and they we're average, not too busy, not too slow, on this afternoon.

I took off my seatbelt, and you know how you notice things out of the corner of your eye?
Not intentionally. But you just notice? Well I saw Harry looking in the mirror at an angle that led straight to the bruise.

I looked over into his emerald eyes, and his emotion was unreadable.
He took his thumb and gently glided over the bruise, wiping off most of the makeup on it, which I could tell was planned.

"Ow Harry what the h.ell!?" I asked.
"Amy.." he breathed.
"That looks awful."
"I'm okay, really." I said, but something told me I didn't convince him.
"Okay. Stay put." He said then got out..what?
Then I saw he was walking over to my side of the car, and opened the door for me. Awh, what a gentleman.
He offered me his hand and I took it and we entered, than sat an ordered.
Isabella herself was our waitress, and from the times I had ate there I had talked to her and she's quite nice, but quite the worrier, so when ever she came to bring food, or refill drinks, I covered my cheek.

She came from behind, and I didn't see her, and quickly tried to cover my cheek, but it was too late.
"Hun that looks awful!" she exclaimed, "What happened?" she asked.
"I-I ran into a pole." I lied.
"Oh, well here's your check." she said setting it down.
"It got it." Harry offered.
"Please, my parents left me pleanty enough money." I said, "I can get my own meal."
"I never said you couldn't, but I just don't want a pretty girl like you to pay for you own meal." he sweet talked, whatever I wasn't buying it. I know he liked Meghan.

We got into my car, and I let him drive my car, to the mall about a half an hour away, so not too far.

"Ames, you heard her, it looks awful. Please tell someone, or I will." Harry begged, while his big hands gripped the steering wheel, his emerald eyes shining bright, but glued to the road, his curls setting just right on his forehead in a messy, but ever so gorgous style.
"Da/mn." I cursed under my breath.
"Come again?" he asked, not hearing me, thank god.
"I said no Harry, it's my buisness not your's and leave me to it. I'm fine. I pro-"
"No. Don't promise lies." he cut me off, and I sighed.
He glanced over at me briefly, then back at the road, pulling in.

After some shopping, more shopping, and even more shopping, my arms ached, and so did my feet, and I wanted to leave.

"Harry let's go." I said and he agreed.
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I pulled into my driveway, and he got out. Then glanced at me again, holding both of my small hands in his much larger ones. Then stared at the ground, momentarily, then looking back into my icey grey eyes.

"I should beat the life out of him, for even daring to make a mark on you."
"HARRY!" I shouted, irritated. "DROP IT."
"YOU OBVIOUSLY AREN'T OKAY!" he shouted back.
"WHAT DOES IT MATTER! WHY SHOULD YOU PRETEND TO CARE! YOU LIKE MEGHAN ANYWAYS!" I shouted, now infuriated.
"I DON'T LIKE MEGHAN, AMY, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!" he shouted.
wait, what?

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Also a lot of credit to Katie for this chapter because I had no clue what to write and she told me the stuff to write, buuuut I'm sick guys. I have the flu! "I can't go." * Cough cough* "I'm sick." <- another mean girls reference. I'M OBSESSED GUYS. oh and my biiiiiiiiiiiiirfday is in two weeks. (februrary 8th)

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I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 10


I woke up to the sunlight pouring in through my window. I lazily rolled over when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my left cheek. It stopped me in my tracks as I reached up to touch the swollen skin on my cheek. I got up as quickly as I could and walked over to the full length mirror in my room to see what it looked like.

I let out a short gasp as I saw what my face looked like. The skin on my left cheek was purple and had swollen up to the size of a tangerine. I couldn't believve it,

"How am I going to hide this..."
I whispered to myself, but was quickly interrupted by a knock on my door. I jumped into bed and pulled the sheets up over my face to try and hide the wound.

"Come in!" I called out in my rhaspy morning voice.
My mother walked in and started speaking to me really quickly,

"Hey sweetie, Tom and I are going out for the day, so we left you some money for food and a little bit extra if you'd like to go shopping or something. You should invite Harry! I'm sure you guys would have a great day together!"


"Thanks mom, have a good day." I mumbled back. I heard her let out a little huff, but she didn't comment on my non-responsiveness. 

"I love you, hun." She called out as I heard her get up off my bed to exit my room.

"I love you too!" I called back with over-enthusiasm to make her happy. I heard her laugh a bit as she made her way down the stairs and it made me smile. 

As soon as I knew my mom wasn't near me anymore, I let out a huge sigh. I didn't want to go anywhere today, but I knew both my mom and Tony would get suspicious if I didn't use any of the money they left because they both know I love to shop and buy stuff, so I got up and walked to my bathroom as I heard the front door shut so I knew they weren't home anymore.

I turned on the hot water and stepped into the shower, allowing the steam and warmth to penetrate my skin and relax my whole body, making me feel a lot better. I washed my hair and my body, then got out of the shower and dried off, trying to avoid my gastly reflection in the mirror. 

I made my way back to my room and got dressed in a pair of light blue jeans and a crewneck shirt from H&M with a big cassette tape on it. Now, to try and hide my face. I grabbed all the makeup I owned and made my way back to the bathroom to use the huge mirror. 

First, foundation. I applied so much that it almost covered the whole bruise, but it wouldn't be that simple to hide it. Even under the thick makeup, you could still see the tint of purple, so next, I applied more and more powder until there was almost no purple left. Then I did my usual eye makeup, just mascara with a thin line of liquid-liner and I felt okay with my appearance. Just as I was adding the finishing touched to myself, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I ignored it and went downstairs and made my way to the kitchen where I found a hundred dollar bill with another 50$ on top of it. I couldn't believe it, they actually left this much money for me? Maybe Tom was using it to apologize or something...

I finally pulled out my phone to check who had texted me, and I found myself smiling when I opened it to find it had been Harry.

Hey Amy, your mom said that you weren't doing anything today, and that we should hang out, haha! Let's go out for lunch and shop for a bit, yeah? -Harry xx

I replied quickly,

Yeah for sure, Harry! How does 12 sound? Let's go to Starbucks then we can walk over to the mall - Amy xx

Sounds great, see you then love! -Harry xx

I could tell this was going to be an interesting afternoon.
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I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 9


I woke from my nap to my phone vibrating on my face.

"Can I come over? xx-Harry"

"Sure thang (: xx-Amy"

Moments later there was a knock on my door, I wasn't going to turn down the offer,
he's basically my only friend, it's Saturday night, and I'm home alone with nothing to do.

"Hey Amy." he smiled, letting that beautiful, deep, cheshire accent ring like music to my ears.

"Tea?" I asked.

"Sure! Just like yesterday." he laughed.

He sat the cabinet beside me while I boiled the tea.

We made small talk while the tea was boiling.
Then we sat down to drink it, and the question was roaming my mind endlessly.

"So yeah, my mom got her hand stuck in a jar once and-" he begun but was cut off my me,
"What are you going to sing for x-factor?" I asked, the words poured out of my mouth, I didn't want to interrupt his boring story, but still, I couldn't hold it in much longer.

"What?" he said, he heard me he was just shocked that I was usually polite but cut him off.
"Harry, what are you-" I began

"I'M HOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Tony shouted, from the door.

He walked into the kitchen.
"Hey this is Harry, and this is my step-dad Tony." I introduced, and Harry stuck his hand out for a hand shake.

Tony shrugged it off, rudely.

"Get out." he growled.
"Uhm, okay, sorry if I upset you." Harry replied, confused.
"JUST LEAVE ALREADY!" Tony was now shouting.

Harry looked upset and just mouthed 'text me', and I nodded.

"Are you okay?" I asked, shocked by his actions.

"NO, ARE YOU STUPID?" he shouted in my face.

I noticed Harry watching from the window, luckily Tony didn't notice.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed.

"You shouldn't have people over without my permisson." he said, his voice wicked.
My lack of responce infuriated him even more.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO P/SS ME OFF? HMM? ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME?"

"What! No-" I was cut off when his hand brushed against my face, the force so hard I fell right to the floor, my hand immideatly reaching to my cheek to attempt to sooth the discomfort and soon-to-be bruise.
I saw Harry give a look of concern in his eyes, and when Tony looked away I mouthed, 'leave before he sees.' and rubbed the wound softly.

I ran to my room crying, half because of pain, half because no one,
and I mean no one, not even my family loves me.

I checked my phone.

"Are you okay, love? I'm worried.. -xxHarry."
"Yeah, yeah, just peachy. But let's keep that scene between you & I. -Amy"
"Deal. -Harry"

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I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 8


I honestly really appreciated Harry trying to comfort me, but he wasn't very much help. There was nothing he could do that would help me, because I wish I still lived at home in America. I was accepted there, I had friends... my whole life was there. Now, here I am in England surrounded by new people and no friends, except for Harry. I wish I had NEVER moved here.

"What's wrong, Amy?" Harry finally asked after I had calmed down a bit.

When I didn't answer, Harry just pulled me tighter to his chest, and tried to comfort me, but once again there was nothing he could do. When I looked up at him, I realized there was a look of hurt plastered on his face. A feeling of guilt passed through my gut...

A weak smile spread across his face as he said,

"It's okay Amy, I understand if you don't want to talk about it."

"I'm so sorry, Harry."

I said as I got up and walked to my kitchen. I grabbed my kettle and filled it with water, placing it on the stove top and turning on the heat.

"Would you like some tea?" I called out into the living room.

"Yes please." He called back in his deep, raspy voice that I loved so much. I was waitiing for the water to boil as I grabbed two mugs and placed tea bags in them, when I heard something coming from the living room. At first I thought nothing of it, he had probably just turned on the T.V., but when I listened a little bit more closely, I realized that he was singing. I quietly walked back into the living room and stood behind him, just listening. His voice was absolutely angelic as he sang a cover of "Isn't She Lovely" by Stevie Wonder. The song finished all too soon though, because the kettle started to boil as he called out,

"Amy, are you going to get that?"
I ignored his question and ran to get the kettle off the stove top, but when I turned back around I was met with Harry's face a lot closer than I anticipated. He was leaning against the door frame to the kitchen, just staring at me.

"D-did, you hear that?" He asked, quite shyly. He was absolutely adorable.

"Yeah, Harry you have an amazing voice. One of the best one's I've ever heard." A deep shade of crimson red spread across his cheeks as I turned back around to prepare the tea.

"You should try out for xfactor!" I exclaimed with my back still turned to him. I heard him pull out on the barstools at the island and sit down. When I turned back around and handed him his tea, he replied

"I don't know, I don't think I'm good enough for that. What if I messed up? It would be so embarassing." 

"Harry, you're amazing, charming and your voice is gorgeous. You need to try out! I'll be right along side you if you want." 

"Of course I would!"

"Well Mr. Styles, looks like we need to get you an application."


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I'm pretty  sure I'd make the best girlfriend ever,
But no one would ever know


I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 7

I cringed under my own touch. I outlined my jaw with
my freezing cold fingers. and so old habits return.

I stared at my self. With one specific look in my eyes.
Disgust.

I examined my body through my clothes. Yuck.

I lifted up my shirt a bit, I grabbed at my stomache, and my hips. I put the shirt down.

I looked down at my shorts, I hit my jiggly thighs, then moved on to the next area.

I stared at my face. Hideous. I thought.

Meghan was right, I am fat. No one will ever love me.

No stalling, I thought, old habits return.
I put my cold hand around my mouth, and slipped two fingers in, triggering the gag reflex,
I got near the toilet, and it all came out. All the food, and everything else.

No eating for a while. I thought.

I heard a noise, what was that? Is mom home?

I flushed the toilet and ran down stairs, tears still streaming down my face.
It was Harry.

"I let myself in, are you okay? I figured I'd check on you, Meghan just left."

I needed all the comforting I could get, I jumped in his arms.
I cuddled him and cried into his shoulder, refusing to tell him what was wrong,
so we just watched The Notebook.

Nothing ever right in my life. And I absolutely hate it.


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-Haylie.xxx

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I Left My Heart in Cheshire
Chapter 6

The good feeling didn't last long though. Harry and I were making our way back to his car, laughing at one of his ridiculous jokes, when I looked up and saw Meghan sitting on the hood of his car. I stopped laughing and just stared at her as Harry kept telling his joke. He noticed that I wasn't laughing anymore, and looked to where my eyes were looking. I felt his grip tighten on my hand a bit, and he quickened his pace. 

"Meghan, what are you doing."
Harry stated as we got close enough to the car for her to hear us. It wasn't a question, more of a demand for an answer.
"Don't you remember, we had plans to hang out tonight!" She squeeked out in her incredibly annoying voice.

I stood back behind Harry a bit, and to be quite honest, it was because Meghan was quite intimidating. She's really pretty. Her platinum blonde hair, flawless skin, perfect tan and skinny body made me feel insanely insecure. Her royal blue, tie-up shirt was pulled halfway up her stomach, exposing her belly button piercing, and she was wearing tight, white denim short shorts; a look I could never pull off. Not with my average brown hair, grey eyes and rolls hanging out everywhere. I don't have a thigh gap, and I hate everything about my physical appearance.


"Right, I forgot," Harry said with a sigh. 
"Well come on then silly!" She said grabbing his hand from mine and pulling him towards the car. 

"Uhm, Harry..." I said quietly, just enough for him to hear.
"Come on Amy, you can come too! We all need to do this project anyways!" he called out over his shoulder. I felt really uncomfortable with the idea of being in the same place with both Harry and Meghan alone, but I did need to finish our health project for gym, because apparently at this school, even if it's your first day there, they expect you to do the same amount of work as everyone else. 

I walked with my head down towards Harry's car and got in the back seat. I buckled up and looked out the window, trying to avoid any contact with either of them. The whole ride home consisted of me silently listening to Meghan fliriting with Harry and Harry laughing. 
It was absolutely awful.

When we pulled into Harry's driveway, I was the first one out of the car. Thank God.
I grabbed my backpack and walked up to Harry's front porch, waiting for him to open the door. He made his way up, with Meghan all over him. He was laughing the whole time. I wanted to leave so badly, I mean... what was stopping me? My house was literally 10 steps away. But, I stayed. And that was possibly the worst desicion I've ever made.

We had spent about 10 minutes actually working on the project, and the rest of the time we were just talking. Or should I say, Meghan and Harry were talking while I was sitting there trying not to throw up.

"Hey are you guys hungry?" Harry asked as he got up and walked towards the kitchen. Meghan immediatly got up and followed him, like a little puppy. A dangerous puppy.

"I'm starving, Harry!" She wined. I was hungry too, but I'm not one to complain. I hate talking about food.

"Well I don't really have any food, how about we order a pizza?" Harry picked up his phone and walked into another room to place the order, when Meghan walked back into the living room where I was and sat down beside me.

"I hope you're not thinking of eating anything. I mean, look at you. You obviously haven't looked at a treadmill, or a scale, in a really long time." Her words hurt like knives. Obviously I'm not proud of my body, and her pointing it out like that didn't make me feel any better.

When Harry came back into the living room, I quickly packed up my stuff and told him I had to go.

"Why do you need to go?" He asked.
"Uhm, I uhm... I'm not feeling good. Bye guys." I said as I quickly exited his house and walked across the lawn to my place. As soon as I shut the door, the tears started flowing from my eyes and I couldn't stop them. Nobody else was home, so I could cry as hard as I wanted. I look in the full length mirror and picked out every little flaw in myself that I could find. I HATED myself, and Meghan's words kept ringing throughout my ears. 

Then, I did something that would turn my world upside down...


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This quote is dedicated to anyone who has ever looked in a mirror and thought; 

"I'm not good enough."




 


It's easy for you.

You're pretty.