Half-Truths [hs, mc, zm, nh, lt +]

Chapter Fifty

*No POV*

VIOLENCE WARNING

Six years ago

"Alright kiddos! I've called an Uber, so stay close." Harry instructed his kids. 17 year old Quinn Styles stood beside his father, holding the height of 5'10. 16 year old Chandler Styles stood beside Louis, quietly chatting before the Uber arrived.

There sat the youngest child. Their only daughter. 15 year old Trish Styles sat at the curb, watching Quinn and Harry look over everyone.

Trish had always admired Quinn. They would always go for adventures through unknown forests. Or when Quinn picked Trish up from school he would take her different ways home each time.

Her parents had already started to prep Quinn to become a leader. As he was the next heir of the family, he held a great responsibility. Trish wasn't sure what that responsibility was yet, but she was certainly proud of her brother.

She loved him very much, and she knew that he would do anything to protect her. Just as she would to him.

Quinn caught Trish's eye and smiled at her, before making his way over. He sat down beside her on the curb, sighing.

"Welcome to Holmes Chapel, Coco." Quinn said. Trish looked at him, then back at her parents and Chandler.

Coco was a nickname Quinn came up with years ago. When she was little, she begged their parents to go to a place with coconuts. She thought they were the most fascinating thing in the world. So, he decided to call her Coco.

"It's nice here." Trish said, glancing at him. Quinn nodded.

"It is. Oh! Guess what!" He turned to her, suddenly excited. She matched his excitement with her own, turning to face him.

"What?" She questioned. Her eyes met his, both of them equally as excited.

"There's tons of forests around Ma's place! You know what that means." He nudged his sister, nagging her. She smiled.

"That's fantastic!" She exclaimed.

"There's this one forest, and it's at the cliff side." He said.

"How do you find these new places, Quinn?" She asked. Quinn only shrugged.

"Dunno." He said shortly, smirking at her. She groaned, not satisfied with his answer.

"Come on Quinn! Just tell me!" She pleaded.

"I can't tell you an answer when I don't know it myself." Quinn answered. Trish was confused by his answer, but as soon as she opened her mouth he had stood up.

He gave her his hand, gesturing to the Uber behind him. She sighed and took her brothers hand, letting him pull her up.

He lead her over to the car, joining the rest of the family. Once everyone's things were stuffed into the trunk, they all piled into the car.

Louis sat at the front with the driver, making small talk on the way to Anne's house.

Quinn and Chandler sat in the middle row, laughing together. Quinn got along with everybody, he was the type of person that could make friends with anyone.

Once they got to Anne's house Chandler, Quinn and Trish all started talking excitedly together.

They all got their luggage, and went to the front door. Harry knocked at Anne's door, leaning his head on Louis' shoulder.