Step-Siblings (Louis Tomlinson FanFic)

Keeping Up The Charade...Or Not.

a/n my mom is being a raging bitch-aholic and wont take me and my friend to Corpus! I haven't been off the island in like 2 weeks! it's so damn frustrating and I just want to get my ear pierced and get my stuff for the talent show! me and my friends are doing thriller!:) smiles and kisses. Mars.

:):) xx

So I think I'm gonna have to go back to school, I have no doubts that Alicia will tell my mum that I skipped and I don't think I have the energy or defiance to argue with her. I turned the car in an illegal U-turn on the busy highway and with horns blaring at me made my way back towards the school in Doncaster- back toward Alicia despite every fiber in my being saying I cant keep this charade up for much longer.

I slowed the car and pulled my red fiat back into its parking space and flung the door open, breathing in that bitter Doncaster air. The air wasn't particularly bitter everywhere, just anywhere Alicia was- anywhere I had to hide my feelings for her. I jogged up the stone steps to the school, re-entering the dimly lit hallways and found myself back at my locker- 241.

I took out my books and slammed the locker shut, I had Biology this period and thankfully she wasn't in that class. Mr. Kingston greeted me with a stern look and me one of his infamous greetings, "Sit your ass down Mr. Tomlinson. You're late."

I threw him one of my infamous smirks and made my way to my seat in the third row, next to Caleb. "Hey so is it true man?" he questioned without his eyes leaving the board.

I scrunched my eyebrows together and did the same as him, eyes not leaving the board whispered back, "is what true?"

I heard him chuckle and respond with, "That the class-whore is your new sister??"

he thought Alicia was the class-whore? did I tell him she was? But she's beautiful. She's wonderful and defiant and isn't afraid to hurt my feelings. She is smart and sarcastic sometimes but funny all the same. She was intelligent and- man she really was constantly on my mind...But why would he call her that?! she's not the class-whore! his girlfriend is! Hana cheats on him constantly! she even cheated on him with me once or twice...I felt bad about it but I never told him, that would kill him!

"Alicia?" I asked, playing dumb.

he snapped his head in my direction, finally meeting my gaze. "yeah Alicia. you're the one who came up with the label for her. it was your idea. don't you remember?" his voice was becoming forceful and it was ticking me off a little bit at a time, with every word he said. She's not the same girl that I thought she was?!

"yes Caleb, she is. Alicia moved in yesterday." I said rage seeping through my words, my voice was getting harsher and harsher as I continued.

"dudeeee...that must suck have that filthy slut in your house 24-7, right down the hall. she-" I cut him off when I suddenly pushed out of my desk and stood up, towering over him.

"she what?!" I said furiously towards the small figure that was sitting in the chair, practically shaking in his boots. "don't make me ask again. what'd she do?!"

he put up his hands defensively and slowly stood up from his desk. "calm down Louis, I was just kidding. when did you get all protective of that whore anyway?"

"Mr. Tomlinson, Mr. Ryder, calm down and sit-" Mr. Kingston began to say before I wound back and slammed my fist into Caleb's face, straight in his nose. when I pulled my fist back to hit him again, there was blood pouring from his nose and blood dripping down from my fist. Sucks to suck, he should have never said that about Alicia. I revved back again and once again, drove my fist into his face, his eye this time since he was covering his nose protectively.

"Louis! Stop! Please!" Caleb begged from his spot on the floor. The second time I punched him he fell to the ground hoping I wouldn't hit him again.

"Sucks to suck Caleb! You never should have spoken a single word about her! you deserve what you get!" and with that I delivered yet another crushing blow to his face, kicking him 3 or 4 times before Ryan pulled my back from the bloody boy on the floor by my elbows and forearms. Devon had to help Ryan contain me long enough for Jared to run to the nurses. As soon as he left the room the boys released me, backing away slowly as if I was going to hit them too.

"Mr. Tomlinson! There is a no-tolerance policy for fighting! To the principal, NOW!" Mr. Kingston shouted at me while pointing at the door, gesturing for me to leave the room.

"whatever." I picked my books forcefully off the desk and stomped out of the room, sending the kids in my row onto the floor, hoping they wouldn't get hit.

once out of the room I made my way to the office, yanking the glass doors open and furiously walking up to the desk with the lady from earlier. I showed her my fist and growled, "got in a fight." she shook her head like a bobble head, understanding silently that if she did anything other than call the principal, that I would most likely flip shit on her too. I walked over to the sink in the office to wash the blood off my hand, it was all over my shirt but I couldn't do anything like that at the moment so it's just whatever. I looked up into the mirror as I turned the faucet on, the person who looked back was not me, Louis Tomlinson but an animal. My eyes weren't the swirling combination of blue and gray anymore but a fierce black color, the color of death. I'm sure if Ryan and Devon hadn't pulled me away I just might have killed Caleb. My face was still flushed red with anger and my jaw clenched with frustration, this wasn't me, the sweet yet player type boy everyone knew. I was an animal, fueled by rage.

"Mr. Tomlinson?" Principal Williams directed at me from his office. why was everyone calling me that?! just call me Louis for Christ's sake! its not that damn hard!

I nodded my head curtly at him before entering his office silently and slumping into a chair facing his desk. "Tell me, what happened with you and Mr. Ryder?"

"Got. In. A. Fight." I almost spelled the words out to him as if he was a child. "isn't it obvious from his face and the blood on my shirt?" I asked rhetorically from my place across the desk.

"yes, I understand Mr. Tomlinson-"

"call me Louis for fuck's sake," I growled back.

he rolled his neck impatiently and continued, correcting himself in the process, "Louis, why did you hit him?"

"because he pissed me off," I said simply.

"how?"

"because he just did, I'm not saying why so just give me my damn detention so I can get back to class."

"you aren't getting a detention Louis, there's a no-tolerance policy for violence here," I reached into a drawer of his desk and pulled out a notepad and a pen, "you, my sir, are going..."

a/n hate me if you do but I just love cliff-hangers! don't you???;) anyhow! at least I updated and sorry about Louis' freak out, no offense to Louis because as everyone reading this probably knows, he wouldn't hurt a fly! not that he couldn't, he just wouldn't. anyway! buh-bye my lovelies! smiles and kisses. Mars.

:):) xx