Nobody Compares

Chapter Thirteen- Home

After going through all the paperwork I glanced throughout the plane for a familiar face. Finally I saw Gemma and my father. I ran up to them, hugging them each. We left, and on the car ride to our house, we caught up on everything. They got to know Jake too. I only hoped my bruises were covered.

Jake never threatened to hurt me or my family anymore. He just hurt me without warning. I guess he realized the law offenses were piling up.

"So, Jake. How old are you?" 

He shifted in his seat momentarily. "26." He couldn't be that much older. He was only 7 years older, but it hadn't seemed like it. He shifted again at the awkward silence.

"Wow, you don't look it," Gemma turned in her seat, to smile at us. When Jake noticed, he grabbed my hand forcefully. "Guess what, Pippy?" I scoffed at the horrible name she said. Pippy? That was my nick name from years ago. I gave her  questioning look but she evilly smiled.

"What, Gemmy?" She scoffed back at that name. I sent an evil glare, my eyes screaming her old nickname no one but I and herself knew. She absolutley hated it.

"Harry and his friends are off tour, and home. They just can't wait to talk." She was hinting at Niall. I shrugged the thought off. I'd meet my love within 10 minutes. 

I reconginized the roads we were taking, and soon we pulled into the familiar drive way. The big house seemed enormous to me after such a while of seeing it. It was my house, but I hardly thought of it that way. I thought of it more like a home, not just a house. Any house can be a house but only one can be a home. 

I stepped out of the car and breathed the salty smell of lake. I sighed and opened my eyes. The fans were even more deafening that usual. There had to be at least ten times that amount. 

My father carried mine and Jake's bags into the house. Jake was into deep conversation with my father, speaking of surfing. Of course my dad didn't care. I looked at Gemma. She looked no different. Same short, fun size. Same black hair, always down. Same eyes. Same relationship status. Single.

I looked into her eyes, holding my sister's hands. "I've really missed you."

"Aw, me too. Why did you leave?" 

"Well," I began explaining, "when Niall kissed me-"

"WAIT NIALL KISSED YOU? WHEN WAS I GOING TO FIND OUT?" I laughed at her loud whispering. She was so funny sometimes. I'd told her some many times too. 

"I told you. Anyway I decided to get away from the drama. I had too. I didn't want to but I was getting stressed."

"Oh, you know Niall's here, right?" I nodded, starring at my feet. My toes scrunched the socks sticking out. "He's been torn up inside since you left. Espeically when he heard about you dating Jake."

I felt myself slipping into guilts door. I had to tell her. "Look Gemma, I don't know how to explain this but-" I was interuppted by the window dropping and a curly headed boy sticking his head out of the second level's bedroom. 

"PIPER!" Harry tumbled down the stairs and out into the sun. Of course my brother would only be wearing boxers. The paparazzi screamed but he didn't listen. He bolted down the path to me. If it wasn't for the next minute it would be a sweet meeting, but of course he fell. 

His face scooped up a mouthful of grass, dirt, and soil. He stood back up, his chest dirty with soil, and peices of dead grass sticking to the soil. Me and Gemma were rolling on our backs with laughter; it was funny. 

He got right back up despite laughter. He didn't even care about it. It was funny. As I was doubled over in laughter he enclosed me in a dirty hug. I couldn't keep from laughing. When he pulled away he realized he was half naked, so he ran back inside. Me and Gemma followed into the house. There were boys laughing, but I just went upstairs.

My room's door was ajar. It was open. I burst through the door to find Jake snooping through my things. "Ew, what happened to you," first echoed his lips. 

"My brother hugged me after falling." I turned my back to him, and looked at my pictures. They were old. They were when I had my mother, they were from before I lived in England. One intrigued me though. I hadn't put it there. It was me, Harry, and Gemma in a Chuck E Cheese black and white picture, framed with 'I love you

"Get changed we're going to eat at a fancy restraunt. Dress classy." He left the room with nothing left to say. He dragged the tension out. "Oh, and make sure your look alright. Cover up, and we're going to a ballroom." 

I grasped my closets handles, and looked for the dress. Finally I found it. It was beautiful. Wonderful, in fact. Lovely. 

It was a long purple silk dress. It went from my ankles to just over my breasts. The silk felt nice, and slippery against my shaved legs. It was a one shoulder dress. The strap was thin, and made of sequins. It went around my shoulder, down my chest, and back up my back to my shoulder. It was like a sash. There was a slit from my ankle to the top of my right thigh. The colour was a deep purple. 

My shoes were peep toe heels, the side of the hell was lace, and see through. I looked at my profile and figure in the mirror. I studied myself. I looked beautiful, except for my face. I splashed cover up on all of my bruises and scars. I used a whole bottle of it. If you never used cover up before, a whole bottle for a few minutes is crazy, ridiculous, and hardly possible. 

I stepped down the wooden steps, hearing the clink each step. I finally got to the living room, but only Jake was there. He saw my confused face, but then scanned my body up and down. "We're going to meet the guys and your sister there. Your dad is over his girlfriends. You look alright. We're going to the ball tonight." 

We drove in silence to the ball. I grabbed my Up All Night CD, but he stopped me. I scoffed, grabbing Cher Lloyd's Sticks And Stones CD. He didn't protest a second time. 

I was singing along, not worrying about how long it took. Jake looked annoyed but I didn't care. I'd enjoy myself tonight. Me, myself, and I.

The car came to an abrupt stop, the music stopped, and the engine stopped. We were here.

  A/N Guess who's there? Hahah :)  Jw, is anyone Jiper/Pake shippers? (Jake & Piper)