Y/N

Baylina Pu

CHAPTER I: The First Encounter

It’s the spring of 2012. The café bustles with people: girls snap photos of their lattes for Instagram, guys wear T-shirts emblazoned with #YOLO, and Carly Rae Jepsen blasts from the speakers. Outside, cherry blossom petals pirouette to the sidewalk in delicate pink cascades.

You step inside the café. You have long, flowing ebony hair that falls all the way down to your butt. You are unfathomably skinny. You’re wearing a black Nirvana T-shirt with fishnet stockings and combat boots, and the messenger bag slung over your shoulder contains the newest Harry Potter manga. Yes, the manga. It’s actually better than the original. The anime is supposed to come out next year.

You go up to the counter to get your cup of black coffee, because you’re not like other girls. Everyone stops and stares at you as you do because you are objectively the hottest person on the planet, but you don’t know that. You think you’re pretty ugly, actually. As you take your coffee, someone bumps into you. Coffee spills all over your shirt. You look up at your assailant and almost drop your cup.

It’s Harry. Flipping. Styles.

You memorize the exact coordinates of the mole on his face before you black out.

author’s note: thank you guys sooo much for reading this chapter! make sure to follow for weekly updates, and special thanks to my best friend lacey for helping me edit this, and also special thanks to my cat, minerva, for being super cute. peace out! xoxo

Comments (4):

booknerdxxx: OMG this is so good! You’re such a good writer, can’t wait to find out what happens next!

stylezgurl3 (author): awww ur too sweet xoxo

lacey2405: thx for the shoutout bestie

stylezgurl3 (author): thx lacey xoxo! BTW i left my denim skirt at ur house while we were changing for the choir concert, can u bring it to school 2mro?

CHAPTER II: Love at First Sight

“Sorry about that, love,” Harry breathes huskily into your ear. His blue orbs burn through your skull. You steady yourself quickly; you only blacked out for a second before you regained your senses. Still, you find it difficult to breathe.

“Don’t worry about it,” you say as smoothly as you can.

“What’s your name?” Harry croons. God, his British accent is so hot.

“(Y/N),” you say.

“That’s a beautiful name, (Y/N). I’m Harry,” says Harry. “Listen, I’ve got an extra front-row ticket to a concert with my band tomorrow if you want to come. Just for you, though. Don’t bring anyone else.” He pulls a ticket out of his pocket and winks.

“Okay,” you say, trying not to swoon. Harry hands you the ticket and turns to leave the café. Then he stops and looks back at you.

“By the way, you’re the most beautiful, stunning, perfect girl I’ve ever seen,” he says, because you are. You’re cute and petite and skinny as a newborn kitten. You blush at Harry. No one’s ever said that to you before. Well, actually, a lot of people have said that to you before, but no one as hot as Harry Edward Styles.

 “See you tomorrow, love,” Harry says. He blows you a kiss before stepping outside into the rain of cherry blossoms.

author’s note: thank you sooo much for reading! don’t forget to follow if you want to know what happens next!

also, my crush, aidan, looked sooo cute today! he was wearing a darth vader t-shirt and black converse and his hair was sort of swept back like he’d just come back from going surfing or something. god, he’s so hot. the only thing that’d make him hotter would be a british accent. british accents are so hot.

lacey, you still haven’t given me my skirt back! plz don’t forget next time! i really want to wear it for aidan!

anyway, i should go because my mom has been super stressed out lately and keeps yelling at me to do my homework. i don’t understand algebra so if anybody reading this is good at math plz send help. xoxo

Comments (4):

booknerdxxx: Ugh I hate math but I love this story! Your writing is amazing and Harry is so cute!!

stylezgurl3 (author): i know right!!

crazycoolcat: are newborn kittens skinny? i feel like they’re more…squishy

lacey2405: i can’t find ur skirt anywhere, r u sure u left it at my house?

CHAPTER III: The Concert

You show up to the concert in a flannel and Converse. While the other girls there take duck-face selfies, you sit and read your Harry Potter manga before the show.

The lights dim and the concert begins. Girls scream and rip off their crop tops as the five members of One Direction step onstage. You tear your eyes away from your book—you were just about to get to the part where Harry and Cho start making out—and find yourself making direct eye contact with Harry himself. Not Potter. The one onstage.

“This song is dedicated to the most beautiful girl in the world: (Y/N),” Harry shouts into the microphone as he points at you. Everybody turns to look. Your face goes red as Harry leans down and mouths something.

“Meet me backstage after the show,” he whispers to you. Shivers zing up and down your spine. 

After the concert, you head backstage. A security guard blocks you before you can reach the door, his arms folded.

“Don’t worry, mate. She’s with me,” says a voice. Harry steps out from behind the guard and ushers you through the door.

Harry leads you to his dressing room. He’s changed out of his concert getup into a Star Wars T-shirt and his hair is pushed back in a windswept sort of way. He looks you up and down, admiring your slim frame. You’re super skinny, after all. Well, actually, you’re a little curvy, but in, like, a totally sexy way.

Harry licks his lips. Your heart flutters as you stare into his gorgeous turquoise orbs. Is this what it’s like to be in love? you think. Before you can say anything, Harry pulls you in and presses his lips against yours. This time, you pinch your stomach, hard, so you don’t black out.

author’s note: GUYS! AIDAN NOTICED ME! he bumped into me in the hallway and mumbled “sorry.” i didn’t say anything because i wanted to remain mysterious, but i just know we shared a connection. i bet he won’t even be able to sleep until he finds out my name. it’s only a matter of time before he falls in love with me and begs me to be with him and we move to the UK and mortgage a castle.

i know it’s sunday and i promised i’d update every friday. sorry for taking so long. things have been crazy at home. my mom and dad have been fighting literally 24/7. like, last night they had a screaming match about napkins. the divorce is not going well, you guys. they keep asking me who i’d rather live with, and like, i don’t know? just put me up for adoption at this point? mom keeps saying i have to stay with her which makes dad blow up and yell about how he’d take better care of me than she ever would, and then mom goes absolutely feral and screams about how he doesn’t even have a job anymore and he can barely wipe his own ass so how the hell can he take care of a child. it’s pretty messy.

also, minerva keeps throwing up lately. does anyone know what that means? xoxo

Comments (7):

lacey2405: u need to chill out about aidan, he’s not even that cute

stylezgurl3 (author): shut UP he’s literally the cutest boy in the eighth grade!! ur just jealous cuz u don’t get him like i do!!!

animetits69: This story sucks.

booknerdxxx: WTF is wrong with you? Go away hater 

animetits69: The protagonist sounds incredibly immature. There’s no way Harry could legally date her without getting arrested for pedophilia. And the writing is juvenile at best.

booknerdxxx: First of all, I’m literally an English major so I can recognize talent when I see it, and secondly, you’re the real child predator for even being here in the first place, so why don’t you take your ass back to your mom’s basement where you belong?

crazycoolcat: u should take minerva to the vet…

CHAPTER IV: Backstage

Harry slips his tongue inside your mouth. It’s warm and…wriggly. Like a worm. In your mouth.

You and Harry make out passionately. Harry pushes you onto the couch and gives you, like, five hickeys. “I love you, (Y/N),” he says. He takes his shirt off, revealing his eight-pack. He actually does have four nipples. Those pictures weren’t Photoshopped after all.

Harry rips your shirt off, too. You’re wearing black lingerie that makes your boobs look huge. Harry thinks your curves are sexy. He doesn’t mind that you’re a little overweight.

You have sex with Harry in his dressing room. He puts his penis in your vagina. And moves it around. Or something like that. It is steamy and hot. So hot.

When you’re done, you and Harry lie on the couch, his sweaty skin pressed against yours. You kiss him on the cheek, but you can’t help but notice that Harry looks distracted. You wonder what could be on his mind besides you.

author’s note: lacey, i saw you wearing my skirt! you wore it to school yesterday! and aidan complimented you on it! he said you looked cute! in MY skirt!

aidan asked me about you, too! he talked to me for the first time in algebra today and guess what the first words he said to me were? “are you friends with lacey?” i told him no, i didn’t know you! he said you guys chatted the other day after history class and that you were super pretty and nice! what the hell, lacey? what kind of backstabber are you!!!

anyways, i went with my mom to take minerva to the vet like crazycoolcat suggested, and they found out she basically has cat HIV. i’ve been mixing some meds with her food, but she hasn’t been touching it—her bowl is always full when i get home from school. i’m a little scared. i love her more than anything in the world and i really don’t want her to die.

ugh, my dad just knocked on the door again. i told him to go away. he keeps trying to talk to me, but i tell him i’m, like, super busy with school and stuff. so annoying. xoxo

Comments (6):

lacey2405: u know u don’t OWN aidan, right? it’s not my fault if he thinks i’m cute. and that wasn’t even ur skirt, that was a new one my mom just bought me. plus urs wouldn’t even fit me anyway, ur like ten sizes bigger than me

stylezgurl3 (author): u probably sewed it tighter, and i’m not even that much bigger than you!! aidan is mine and don’t u forget it!!!

1d4eva: doesn’t harry have to put on a condom first?

stylezgurl3 (author): i thought he only has to do that if ur on your period?

1d4eva: um, i don’t think that’s how it works…

crazycoolcat: noooo i hope minerva’s okay ):

CHAPTER V: Rivalry

Over the next month, you and Harry have lots of sex. Everywhere. 24/7. The whole time, Harry seems distant, but you can’t figure out what’s going on behind those cerulean orbs.

Then you meet her.

She’s fat, ugly, and stupid. She’s the type of girl who takes duck-face selfies on her phone. You can’t understand why anyone would ever be attracted to her. Like, she’s not even half as hot as you, and blond hair and blue eyes are overrated, anyway. Her name is—

“Kacey,” Harry drools. Whenever he spots her, walking down the halls, you notice his attention start to waver.

One day, you walk in early to Algebra and find Harry and Kacey making out in the empty classroom. Your scream nearly shatters the windows.

“Harry, what the fuck?” you scream.

“Babe, I can explain,” Harry begins, but you don’t give him the chance.

“Who the hell is this bitch?!” you say.

Kacey whips her long, wavy, disgustingly golden hair. “I’m Kacey,” she smirks, and you can practically see her forked tongue and fangs.

“Don’t you see her for who she really is? She’s a lying, two-faced backstabber! She’ll never love you the way I do,” you tell Harry, but Harry doesn’t listen. He goes back to making out with Kacey. You storm out of the room, tears burning in your eyes.

By the time you get home, you’re calm. If Harry refuses to realize his mistake, you’ll make him. You have a plan. You know what to do.

author’s note: sorry for taking so long to update again. no thanks to lacey, who is a world-class BITCH! don’t you dare play dumb, lacey! i saw you talking to aidan the other day! blushing and giggling like a little bimbo! how could you do this to me? i thought we were FRIENDS!

minerva’s not doing well. we had to take her to the vet three times this week. we might have to put her down.

also, i’m failing algebra. my mom says i have to bring up my grade or else i’m grounded for a whole month, which means no computer and no story updates. my dad’s been trying to help me with my homework, but his explanations just make me even more confused. i don’t think he actually knows any more than i do. the other night, i saw him reading my textbook in the kitchen and doing practice problems. he kept rereading the same two pages over and over again like he was trying really hard to understand everything.

i wish he hadn’t made me this way. like, i get that he has the stupid person gene, but he didn’t have to pass it down to me too. xoxo

Comments (7):

lacey2405: BITCH it’s not my fault aidan was talking to me! ur just mad he likes me more than u!

booknerdxxx: Leave her alone! I don’t even know you but you sound like a real bitch!

lacey2405: who TF even r u??

booknerdxxx: I’m a loyal fan of stylezgurl3, and I can tell she deserves Aidan way more than you do!

lacey2405: well F off, this isn’t about u!

crazycoolcat: wait, why is harry at school now?

1d4eva: um, stylezgurl3, are you okay? do you need to talk or something?

CHAPTER VI: Vengeance

You lead Harry, blindfolded, up the stairs. You’d told him you wanted to spice things up in the bedroom and he’d accepted, surprised but grateful that you didn’t seem to be mad at him anymore.

“Thanks for forgiving me, love,” he says in his angelic British voice. You smile as you shut and lock your bedroom door. “Of course, babe,” you say sweetly.

You handcuff Harry to your bed, one wrist against each of the top posts. You kiss him on the forehead. Then you take off his blindfold.

When Harry opens his eyes, he sees that every wall of your room is covered with knives.

“What’s all this, love?” Harry stammers. He laughs uncertainly, and you smile benevolently at him as you unhook a knife from the wall.

Harry barely has time to scream before you make the first incision. After a few more, he’s completely silent.

You laugh hysterically as you chop Harry into tiny pieces, leaving bloodstains all over your sheets. It’s worse than a heavy day. When you’re done, you call Kacey. “Your boyfriend wants to see you,” you say.

When Kacey arrives, she looks annoyed. “What do you want? And what is that smell?” she says.

You lead Kacey to the room where her dead lover lies in pieces. Before she can run, you cover her nose with a cloth soaked in chloroform and she falls to the ground, unconscious. You take another knife down from your wall.

You cry as you dismember Kacey. But you have to do this. She betrayed you, didn’t she? She broke the first rule of girl code: Never steal another girl’s man. You don’t make the rules. She broke them, and now she has to pay the price.

You bury Harry and Kacey next to each other in your backyard. Rain starts to fall, matting your hair. You clench your teeth to keep from shivering.

author’s note: sorry for the late update again. i had to cut some toxic people out of my life. but you know what they say. if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best, right? xoxo

Comments (17):

crazycoolcat: ummmmm…what is happening with this story

animetits69: I take back what I said three chapters ago. This story is amazing.

booknerdxxx: WTF, why are you still here?

animetits69: I had to find out what happened.

lacey2405: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH U U SICK BITCH

stylezgurl3 (author): WTF r u doing here, BITCH? u know what u did!

lacey2405: just because we made out the other day doesn’t mean i stole him from u!

stylezgurl3 (author): if that’s not stealing then i don’t know what is!!

booknerdxxx: I knew this Lacey bitch couldn’t be trusted! You don’t deserve Aidan, you lying, slut-faced hoebag!

lacey2405: STFU, weirdo! didn’t i tell u to fuck off?

booknerdxxx: see?? booknerd gets me! aidan is mine!!!

lacey2405: WTF, booknerd, how do u even know aidan?

lacey2405: wait a second…is that just u on another account??

stylezgurl3 (author): no it’s not???

lacey2405: OMG, WTF is wrong with u? that is soooo embarrassing!

stylezgurl3 (author): OMG she is NOT me!! and either way, what she said is right and u know it!

crazycoolcat: can u guys not do this here…i keep getting notifications for it and it’s annoying.

Your private chat with lacey2405.

lacey2405: ur just mad because aidan likes me and not u. he asked me out and i said yes. grow up and get over him already

You: u broke girl code!

lacey2405: girl code is u being happy for me!

You: happy?? how am i supposed to be happy?? u’ve always HAD to have everything! remember in sixth grade when u made the gymnastics team and i didn’t? or last year when u beat me for student council secretary? u always get what u want!

lacey2405: not my fault more people voted for me! plus i’ve always supported u! who was the one who told u to start posting ur writing in the first place? i even helped edit ur first chapter!

You: u probably just wanted the attention! and besides, that doesn’t change the fact that aidan was supposed to be mine!

lacey2405: aidan doesn’t even know u know his name! he and i only started talking because i asked him about the homework one time. u’ve never even said a single word to him. maybe if u actually put urself out there and talked to him, he would’ve liked u instead!

You: that’s bullshit and u know it! he only likes u because ur pretty, and u only like him because he’s hot! I’M the one who actually understands him!

lacey2405: NO u don’t! u don’t understand anything! ur a selfish bitch who doesn’t care about anyone but urself!

You: selfish??? UR the one who’s selfish!

lacey2405: u think u ever had a chance with aidan? he didn’t even know u existed until he met me! and forget harry styles! u think someone like harry would even take a second look at u?

You: WTF is that supposed to mean?

lacey2405: u know it’s true! ur just jealous of me because ur an ugly, fatass virgin who can’t write!

You have blocked this user.

Conversation with Lacey Gillespie

Sunday

2:45pm

Lacey: I still have u on Gmail, dumbass.

Lacey: Look, I’m sorry about what I said yesterday. I didn’t mean it. And I’m sorry I stole Aidan from u. I didn’t realize I liked him until he asked me out. But u didn’t have to be such a bitch about it.

Lacey: I gave ur skirt to ur mom at church. I found it in the back of my closet the other day. My mom must’ve put it there after she did my laundry.

Lacey: I’m sorry.

Lacey: Hello?

Lacey: Hello?

5:10pm

Lacey: Hello?

8:31pm

Lacey: Fine, bitch. Have a nice life.

You can no longer send direct messages to this user.

From: attendance@dcps.edu

Subject: Notice of Excessive Absences

Dear Student,

You are receiving this email because according to our records, you have accumulated at least 5 consecutive days of unexcused absences.

Attendance is crucial to a student’s academic success. Kindly return to class or provide a doctor’s signature to avoid suspension.

Sincerely,

Dougherty County Public Schools

CHAPTER VII: Epilogue

After the events of the past month, you had to go into hiding. You stopped going to class, but then the school started calling your mom and she forced you to go back. Nobody suspected you for the murders, though, so you were able to make up your work and continue things as normal, albeit with one less friend.

Your parents finalized their divorce last week. You came back from school to find your dad packing his things into boxes downstairs. It didn’t really feel real until that moment. You wonder how different things will be without him around.

You had to put your cat down two days ago. Both your parents were there to comfort you, but you didn’t want their sympathy. You wanted Kacey. Kacey would’ve shared a tub of cookie dough ice cream with you and binge-watched all eight Harry Potter movies with you on your couch.

You sit at your desk and stare at a photo of you two from last Halloween. Kacey is dressed as Hermione Granger. You’re dressed as Dobby.

Maybe you were jealous of Kacey. Maybe you were just mad Harry liked her more than you. Kacey was beautiful, the kind of girl every boy band sings about.

You look in your mirror. You stare at your face, your hair, your body. You’re not curvy. You’re just plain fat. And you aren’t beautiful at all. You have acne scars and crooked teeth and a weird-looking smile. And sometimes, when you get stressed, your eczema flares up.

You take down your Harry Styles poster from your wall and look at his face one last time. Then, slowly, you rip the poster apart. You throw the pieces into your wastebasket. After a moment, you take the photo of you and Kacey from your desk and toss it there, too.

Your dad comes into your room. He doesn’t knock this time. You know it’s because he’s saying goodbye.

“I’m gonna miss my little girl,” he says. His hands are in his pockets and he keeps shifting from one foot to the other.

You know you should thank him for being the reason you’re not grounded, for explaining the textbook to you and saving your Algebra grade. Instead, you say, “I can still see you on the weekends, right?”

“You can come over as often as you like,” he says. You nod. And then you start to cry.

“Oh, honey,” says Dad, and he puts his arms around you. You lean against him, your body shaking as you drench his shirt with your tears.

“It’s okay, (Y/N),” he says. He hugs you so tight. “Everything’s gonna be okay.” You only wish you could believe him.

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