1900-01-03 0000 4 years, 4 months, 4 days, it all feels the same. So long ago but at the same time it was just yesterday Miss you daddy

Homecoming Last week was my homecoming and it was probably the most amazing night ever. I know older people are like 'you're just a freshman' well whatever. So the guy I like and who likes me back was going to ask me to Homecoming but something happened and he didn't but we danced together towards the end of the night. He is the sweetest guy I've ever meet. Pretty much all my friends know I like him so the last song was 'God Gave Me You' by Blake Shelton and we were dancing and I love that song so much because it reminds me of my dad and his best friend and so I rested my head on his shoulder and was almost about to cry because of how perfect it all felt. He wrapped his arms tighter around me and just held me. I felt like a princess and since the first announcement of homecoming that's all I wanted to happen that night; to feel like a princess. I heard my friends cheering us on and I couldn't help but smile. The perfect guy that I've been waiting for. After the song I gave him a hug and thanked him for such an amazing night. After i went to my friends house with two of my other friends and he started texting me and telling me what an amazing night it was and how much he likes me. I seriously went to bed with a smile on my face. I've never felt this way about anyone. But a few days ago my friend Thea comes up to me and tells me he has a girlfriend. So when I got home I texted him an asked if it was true. It was. So I was upset. It was so hard to think that we couldn't be together. He was telling me that he was going to break up with her because he hasn't seen her in two months. I told him not to because of me. And told him that he shouldn't like me because he has a girlfriend. It was so hard telling him that. I just felt terrible about the whole thing. I told my best friend about everything. I tell her everything that happens between us. He asked me to hang out this weekend so we could dance to 'God Gave Me You' again. I was do uncomfortable about it because he had a girlfriend. I kind of keep the flirting down because of it. He makes me so happy and cheers me up when I'm sad. I had a terrible day one day because one of my friends who used to be my best friend is mad at me and won't talk to me now because I screwed up a project and made us get a bad grade which brought his grade down and so I told him about it and how another guy in my group was going to punch my friend because he was ignoring me and that he would punch him too. Him caring like that is incredible. He's the most amazing guy. Whenever I hear that song I can't help but smile like an idiot and almost cry because of him. He is kind, sweet, and just an all around good person. He broke his nose Wednesday and I was trying to cheer him up by telling him that my dog punched my face and that I was kicked in the nose in fifth grade. We just cheer each other up and everyone thinks that we should be together but we can't. So happy yet sad story. Bye!

Broken hearted-40 BRI'S POV I'm ready. Tonight I have a fight. Harry left about four days ago so no one can get in the way. This ones supposed to be easy since I haven't fought in a while. Simple tactics. Punch left. Punch right. Dodge. Kick. Finish. Easy. Or so I thought. The guy I was fighting was probably 200 pounds and about 6'5. I'm like 120 5'5. I was probably going to lose this one. It'd only be my second lose in about four years. "Come on little girl lets see if you can fight?" The guy says. He stands in his starting position and I do the same. I immediately punch him in the jaw causing him to stumble back. As soon as he regains balance, I'm thrown to the ground from a kick to the side. I land on my arm weird sending pain through my body. I scream and clutch my wrist. "You can't get up I win." I bring myself up and steady myself against the wall. I kick him in the arm and punch his jaw again using my other hand. He shoves me into the wall and knees me in the stomach sending me to the cold concrete. I try to regain my breath but am kicked again in the side. The guy pins me down and punches my jaw. He takes my wrist, which is probably sprained, and starts twisting my arm. I scream for him to stop. I've lost. This is it. If I don't get back up and fight I'm done. I use all my strength to stand up and lean against the wall. My hand hangs loose by my side while my other is in a fist. I try to kick him but he grabs my foot and wipes me off my feet and onto the ground. All I can do is lay there. Lay on the concrete in pain while everyone clears the alleyway. I clutch my wrist with my hand and hope that someone will find me. "Bri! Love?" I hear someone shout. I turn to see Greg running down to me. How did he know I was here? "Bri? Are you alright?" He slowly helps me sit up and examines my bruises and cuts. "We need to get you to the hospital." "No. I'm fine," I try standing but soon fall into his arms. "Come on. Lets go." He picks me up and carries me to his car. "What happened?" "I can't tell you." I'm glad he came. I think I probably would have passed out in the alley. "Please just trust me." He sighs and pulls into the hospital. Carrying me into the building a nurse quickly puts us in a room. "Where's Harry?" "He's in LA for about two weeks." The doctor checks over me and then leaves to prepare an X-ray. Harry's POV I've been calling Bri all night each time being a voicemail. I try FaceTime and twitter and everything. Nothing. "Mate, calm down. She probably just lost her phone or something," Zayn says putting a hand on my shoulder. Last time Bri didn't answer her phone for awhile was when I found out she's a fighter. I don't want to find out something else. "You're probably right." "Get some sleep . She'll probably call in the morning." I nod and go to my room to sleep.

High School I started high school yesterday so I might not be on all the time. High school is so much fun!! I have a lot of new friends. And I'm taking French and my new French name is Marie and today in class the teacher told us to fold a piece of paper and write our English name on one side an French name on the other and I'm just like 'um hotdog or hamburger style!' And this kid two desks behind just bursts into laughter and my friend was like 'thanks for laughing with me glad I'm not the only one who laughs at her.' And this kid has no clue what the teachers saying so he just says random words with accents or in Spanish Haha I love French

Broken hearted-39 Harry's POV After a couple days with mum we're home. I dropped Bri off at her flat since I had a meeting to go to with the boys. Walking into the room, I see that everyone's already there waiting for me. "Where have you been!?" Simon exclaims. "You've missed three meetings in the last two weeks." "I was with Bri. And we were in Chesire for a couple days visiting my mum." "We love Bri to death but you need to keep up with the band. We're recording our new single in LA and then shooting the music video. Does that mean anything to you?" Liam asks. "Of course it does. I've just been really stressed out lately and that last fight with Bri was really bad. You know that Liam. I just needed some time to clear my head and figure everything out." "We leave tomorrow. We'll be there for about two weeks. No girlfriends. No distractions. Just music. Got it." "Yeah." I sit down next to Niall and Louis and wait for the meeting to be over. I go over to Bri's flat and tell her that I'm going to LA. I walk through her front door, since its always unlocked. Which is actually not very smart. "Hey, Harry." She says from the kitchen. "I'm making pasta would you like some?" "No that's okay. Just came by to tell you something." "Go ahead." "I'm going to be in LA for about two weeks recording for our new album and shooting the music video for our new single. And I promised Simon that it would be no girlfriends, just music and the band. So if you don't hear from me in two weeks its because of that." "When do you leave?" "Tomorrow morning." "It'll be good for you to just get away. I bet the boys miss you. And don't worry I'll be fine here." "No fights while I'm gone." "I can't promise you that." "Just don't get hurt." "Can't promise that either." "What can you promise?" "That I'll still be in a relationship when you return." "That's a good promise." "I didn't say with who though." "Babe." "I'm kidding. I love you." "I love you too. I'm going to stop at the market do you need anything?" "Well I need a lot of stuff but can you just get fancy bread, whipped cream, and cookie dough ice cream?" I laugh at her request and answer, "of course, I'll be back in a little." "Thanks," she says and gives me a kiss on the cheek. Bri's POV I'm glad Harry's going to LA for a while. That sounded horrible but he needs to hang out with the guys for a little. He's been spending a lot of time with me and I'm more than happy that he does but he's been a little distant from the boys and missing meetings and whatever else they do.