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~Allison Edwards~

we pulled into the driveway. most of the ice off of my street had melted, the new blades of grass were just starting to peak out of the muddy ground. it was at least fifty degrees; Balmy for minnesota. the leaves were starting to bud out on the big river birch in my front yard, and i took a deep breath; the smell of the lavender bushes around the corner wafting over to me as they blossomed. i grinned; as fun as touring with the boys was, i'd desperatly missed home. louis, eleanor, and myparents grabbed the bags from the trunk. it was late in the afternoon, and the sun was soaring in the sky. i looked back at my mom.

"you made sure to dry all the seeds from my garden for me, right?" she nodded.

"taking your garden to london, are you?" i nodded, smiling.

"i doubt any one of the boys would be happy to never taste my produce again. i'm going to miss oing up to the farm though. i'll stopp out there once in a while, though." i added hastily when my mom gave me, 'the look'. i grinned and punched in my garage code, which my parents had to change weekly to keep the paps out. and the large amount of people that my brother had called to vandalize my room. i shook off the slightly nervous feeling i had at the thought of my brother. i ran into the house first, relishing the smell of dog hair and vanilla. odd combo, yeah, but it's home.

the outdated ninties wallpaper that was coming off at the edges,and the old baby pictures of me and my little brother hanging in neat rows onthe entryway wall. my shoes still stacked up next to the door as usual, the fireplace filled with candles and colored ornaments that my mom hadn't cleaned out yet. the darkly tained banisters that were scratched from my desperate grip when i fell down these stairs. the old plaid couches hat had once been my grandma's. i flopped down onto one; it still smelled like her. all of my old memories flooded my mind, and i felt my tears start to fall. i missed this place; more than i knew. the door behind me opened, and i wiped the tears away quick, grinning. but my grin was replaced with a scowl when i saw who it was.

as soon as his eyes met mine, my brother's face twisted into an ugly glare. just one of those glares that makes you want to curl up into a ball in a forgotten corner. but i glared right back.

"why the hell are you here, skank?" he spat. "didnt you get the picture that you arent wanted here?" i'd held my tounge for long enough.

"how dare you?" i said through my teeth. "how dare you say all that shit about me? tell all those lies about me to my fans and the boys' fans? do you not understand what you're doing to me?" by now i was full out yelling. "do you not understand how cruel people can be if they hear one terrible thing about you from a credible source? do you not get that every time you tweet something about me, i get death threats? if i didnt have a body gaurd around me all the time when we get mobbed, i would have had my head ripped off of my shoulders by two groups of people playing tug of war?" i said. "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT NOT BY NOT BEING THERE FOR ME WHEN I'M UNDER HATE, THAT YOU'RE TEARING ME APART? I'VE DONE SO MUCH FOR YOU, AND WHEN ALL I ASK FOR IS SOME UNCONDITIONAL LOVE LIKE MOM AND DAD GIVE ME, YOU GO AND BACKSTAB ME? WHAT THE HELL DID I EVER DO TO YOU?"

"YOU WERE FUCKING BORN!" he screamed back. "IF YOU HADNT BEEN FUCKING BORN THIS NEVER WOULD HAVE EVER HAPPENED! YOUR A SELFISH, UGLY BITCH THAT DOESNT GIVE TWO SHITS ABOUT HER FAMILY BACK HOME!"

"THATS SUCH A LIE AND YOU KNOW IT!!! I WAS SO FUCKING WORRIED ABOUT WHATS BEEN GOING ON WITH YOU THAT I CALLED YOU WHENEVER I WASNT ONSTAGE AND I HAD TIME, LIKE I DID WITH MOM AND DAD! I WAS IN CONSTANT CONTACT WITH THEM, ASKING FOR ADVICE AND TALKING! I DONT THINK I WENT A SINGLE DAY WITHOUT CALLING HOME! FOR A WEEK OR SO I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT JUST NEED SPACE! SO I WENT ALL THAT TIME WITHOUT CALLING YOU! THEN I FOUND OUT ABOUT YOUR STUPID FUCKING TWITTER ACCOUNT WHERE YOU WERE TELLING THE WORLD LIES ABOUT HAVING FIVESOMES WITH THE BOYS AND SLEEPING WITH HARRY THE FIRST NIGHT I MET HIM!!!"

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