The Hidden Sister

Chapter 3

OH HEY THERE!

So its Saturday and I’m bored so I Updated! This is my third chapter in one day! Aren’t I a good little vegemite!

No? Okay.

Sooo! Here is chapter three! Please please please vote and comment! I would love some feedback!

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After a heartfelt goodbye with the parents and an angry phone call from the best mates, I made it on and am now situated on a jet.

A PRIVATE FUCKING JET!

How cool is that shit?! I know right?! Gah.

Anyways, I sit the laptop on the lounge and lay down, yes there is a lounge on the plane, there is also a full bathroom and shower and a kitchen. Wicked, I know.

I plug in my ear phones and beautiful sound of Grinspoons Chemical Heart fills my ears. I begin to relax and take a nap.

Until some fucker jumps on me

Whatdafuq?! There should be a sign that says ‘do not disturb sleeping teenager or she will hit you’

I rip out my earphones, ready to tear whoever woke me limbs off. I turn around and sitting in front of me is my-new-big-brother-who-I-was-supposed-to-meet-at-the-airport-but-apparently-not, Harry Styles, in the flesh, Curls and all, and he was crying. So was I.

We stare at eachother for a bit, comparing our looks to one another, we have the same dimples, eyes, nose and we both have curls. Christ almighty

I jump straight into his open arms and we both started sobbing into eachothers shoulders, he held me like this for a while, no words were said, until he brought me out to arms length, smiled through his tears and said

“ my god Teneille, you’re so gorgeous “

“ I can’t believe I actually have a big brother “ I whispered back to him

He grabbed me in a huge hug again and I hugged him back tightly, we set us down on the lounge and we began to drift off to some much needed sleep, with me cuddled up in his arms.

When I woke up, I had a fluffy white blanket around me and I was still on the lounge,

Maybe the whole Harry thing was just a dream…

I rolled off the lounge and on to the not-so-comfy floor, making a inhuman noise as I fell.

“ you alright Teneille?! “ okay so maybe it wasn’t a dream, Harry is on the plane with me.

I stood up, very slowly, and wrapped to blanket around me tighter and trudged my way into the kitchen thingo, Harry was there making food..

Oohmygod yum IM HUNGRY!

“  bit hungry hey? “ Harry smirked at me, he probably saw that very unattractive face I made when I got sight of the food.

I will hit that smirk offa his face.

“ shut uppppp, a girls gotta eat dude “ I whined, taking the plate of four sandwiches and devouring them in the span of 3 minutes. Yum.

Harry just looked at me wide eyed. Ahahahaha fucker better get used to it, e is stuck with me for 2 months!

“ I think you and Niall will get along to well for my liking “ he sighed

“ does he eat like I do? “ I ask

“ Do you know anything about us? “ 

“ Yes, I researched you last night. Mum and Dad made me “

“ hahahahahahahhahhhahahha “

“ Do you WANT to be thrown off this plane? “

That shut him up.

We made our way back to the lounge and I layed across his lap, attempting to get comfy, much to his amusement. Gah.

“ So Teneille, D- “

“ stop calling me Teneille. “

“ Bu-“

“ no. just no. think of some sort of nickname for me, just no Teneille, too formal “

“ Can I call you Babe ? how about Ellie? HOW ABOUT BABY ELLE?! “

“ Lets just stick with Ellie “

“ So Ellie, do you have any Celebrity crushes I need to know about? “ he began for the 2nd time, and I blushed Madly

“ YOU DO?! Who is it? “ He asked

“ umm.. Maverick Moreno “ I said quickly and he laughed.

Well fuck you.

“ That’s great! Because I know him, he is a great lad actually “

“ WHOA whoa whoa, hold up, he is a LAD?! “ I asked in shock

“ err yeah? “

“ well fuck that “

“ ELLIE “

“ SORRYYYY “

Why does he have to be a lad and carry knives and stab people and wear polos and lots of nike stuff. Gah. Life hates me! I thought to myself

Then harry started to laugh and laugh and laugh, I just stared at him likes he is nuts. What is this kids problem?!

“ you think that’s what I meant by lad?! I mean a good guy you weirdo! “

It appears I was wrong and it also appears I speak out loud a lot.

Well Damn.