Another Fairytale (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 1

"COMMING!" you yell. Its Sunday evening and your step mother has been at you for hours. 'CLEAN THIS, CLEAN THAT! SCRUBB THIS, SCRUBB THAT!' You have no choice but to do whatever Ersla says.

Ever since your father has passed away Ersla has pretty much taken over the mansion. Your father was well known where you are. He was very polite, always helped people in need and never said no. But he passed away from an odd stroke and you were left with Ersla and her two stuck up daughters, Blaire and Serena. What hapened was, you had the biggest bedroom of the house, nice balcony, beautiful view and room to do cartwheels. But now you have the attic. When your father passed, Ersla took all the money he had and kicked you out of that bedroom and moved you up to the old, creepy and cold atic so Blaire and Serena now have that bedroom. 

You get downstairs and notice Ersla looking angry. "Yes Ersla?" You wipe the sweat from your face. "Kendall, I told you to clean the bottom of the staircase! Why didn't you do it." You look to where the ugly which is pointing and you look back up at it. "Ersla, I worked all day with no break. I'm hungry and tired. Please let me have my free time." You ask her. "Whatever. GO" she replied. You grin and run up to the atic. You close your door shut and run to your laptop you've been hiding ever since your father has passed away. Its the only fun thing you have to do, and its also the only way to listen to your favorite band One Direction. Today is October 29th 2012 and their new song came out today. You open a tab to youtube and look for it and you found yourself shaking in joy. "Come on.. come on....!!" You whisper. You suddenly hear Zayn’s beautiful solo, then Liam’s, then Louis' and then your most favorite, Harry. His voice is so raspy and he is so cute. Everything about Harry makes you smile. "I know you've never liked the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh. And you still have to squeeze into your jean, but you're perfect to me." If only Harry said that to your face your dreams would come true. You hear running up the stairs and laughing. You turn off your music and hide the laptop under your bed. "Loser!" Blaire and Serena hit your door and walk into theirs. You honestly didn't care what they thought of you, they're not worth it.

"KENDALL!" Ersla was yelling your name. You run down the stairs and follow her annoying yell. "Yes Ersla?" "Go fold these." Ersla handed you a basket of laundry. "But Ersla, I finished my chores for today! I've been working since 9 in the morning!" She interrupts you, "And what time is it now?!" She looked frustrated. But who cared. "Eight Thirty.." You respond and walk to the laundry room. 

More chores. 

Yay. 

Chapter 2

"Your hand fits in mine.. likes it made just for me.." Your singing Zayn’s lyrics to Little Things. "And bear this with mine we were, meant to be." You can't remember the rest of the words, so you start humming it. Blaire walked into the room. "Ew." She looked at you and stopped. You didn't really care. You wanted to finish your final chore. Blaire started going through the load you started to fold, and she started to mess it up. "Blaire! I just folded those..!" You move her out of the way and fix the pile. "Woah, someone’s pissed." You turned to her and noticed how much make up was on her face. "Blaire, you look like a frikin' barbie." You tell her. "Cool now move." You block her way. "Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you." Blaire sighed. "My pink belly top." You roll your eyes and search for it. "Ew." you throw it at her face and push her out of the room and close the door. "Bitch." You whisper.

Your load is finished and you run into the dining room to join everyone for dinner. Just as your about to sit down Ersla shouts your name. "KENDALL." You shrug. "Yes Ersla?" You respond. "How dare you call my daughter a bitch!" You turn to Blaire and find her smirking. Serena was giving you a look. "She is not the bitch, shes one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Your the bitch right now." You couldn’t fight back. As much as you wanted to."Sorry, it won't happen again." You lie. You sit down and join everyone for late dinner.