The Girl Upstairs- A One Direction Fanfiction

Lost- A One Direction fanfiction

*Strong Language*

*This chapter is going to seem a little weird because it doesn't involve the boys. Just wait. First I have to set the scene and tell you a bit about the main character, Rose's, life. Enjoy and please RT if you like it. My last story that i wrote, a Cody Simpson fanfic, had like 2 people reading it so I stopped it. I have a lot of ideas for this story so please keep reading and I'll keep writing!

This is definitely not the typical fanfic and it's really unrealistic in some instances but I hope you enjoy!

here we gooo

"I'm sick and tired of that little fuck Jason messing with us." Ethan said as the 6 of them lounged against the familiar brick wall of the run down, abandoned building in a forgotten corner of the sketchy part of town.

"Can't believe he would talk about Rose like that." Conor said before taking another long drag off his cigarette.

"I know right? Girlfriends are off limits. Too far.. too far..." Ethan said as he shook his head in dismay.

"Well then lets teach him a lesson" Jacob said bluntly.

"Great idea fuckhead!" Ethan somehow managed to say affectionately, accompanied by a loving slap on the shoulder for Jacob.

"I say we drink to that!" Anthony said, holding up his nearly empty bottle of cheap beer.

"Beers all around. Then, we teach that dirt bag and his gay little posse a lesson" Ethan announced while he tossed a beer to each person as everyone cheered- except Rose. She plastered on a smile and caught the beer that was tossed to her. She took a small swig of the bitter liquid that she never really cared much for, but as she let the liquid flow down her throat and glanced around at her buddies she felt exactly how she'd been craving to feel her entire life- cool, rebellious and most of all, the opposite of what her parents wanted.

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When the sun sat on the horizon and filled the skies with a warm rainbow of hues, Ethan, the unofficial leader of the little gang, decided it was time to go. Rose pulled herself up from the dirty and rocky ground, brushing the dust off the back of her black leggings. She was a light-weight so the 2 beers she had managed to get down made her dizzy enough to have to place her hand on the wall for balance and blink a few times before walking. The guys all jumped up, drunk as hell and happy- completely used to the feeling of much more than a few beers while Rose was new to it all.

After 10 minutes of wandering down the middle of the vacant streets, freely throwing the beer cans all over, they finally arrived at the steps in front of the abandoned apartment building where Jason and gang hung out. Rose let go of Ethan's hand and went to the back of the group of 5 guys. She began to tremble and sweat a bit as the other gang came into sight. They all stood up on the steps when they noticed Rose and her group approaching. Ethan, channeling his natural leader qualities once again, stepped forward as the rest of the group stopped.

"I think we need to have a little talk." Ethan said, motioning for Jason to come here. He chuckled and then slowly descended the steps, standing a few steps from Ethan with his feet spread apart and his arms crossed across his broad chest, topped off by a smirk on his face.

"I'd love to have a chat" Jason said. "Pal." He spit bitterly.

"Listen dickhead, this was our neighborhood first. You idiots can't just come in here and start thinking you're top shit. You don't mess with us ya hear? Cause we're not gonna fucking take it" Ethan said in a low, scary and threatening voice as he inched closer to Jason. Easily close enough for Jason to smell the overwhelming stench of alcohol radiating off of him.