Love Drunk (Little Mix/1D)

•DNA•

Chapter 2:

~DNA~

"How are you suppose to get me out of here? Mom doesn't let me go anywhere!" I ask.

"We can hide you in all of us!" Jesy suggests.

"Exactly!" Perrie agrees.

"Alright! But just let me get my stuff!" I say.

In seconds I pull out my already packed suitcase and my guitar. I always keep it packed, I've always wanted to leave. I really don't have that much, mom really doesn't like me.

I go back to the boys and Perrie, and the other girls and boys. "That was quick," one of the boys says.

"A guitar? When did you get a guitar?" Perrie asks.

"Dad got it for me a couple of years ago, he kept it a secret," I say.

"Oh," perrie, says. A pained expression comes across her face. I don't think she liked dad much.

Probably because he wasn't as supportive of her as mom was.

Dad like me.

Me with my poop brown hair, blue green, and pale skin. You couldn't even tell Perrie and I were sisters. We didn't get any of the same DNA, except maybe the eyes.

We aren't much alike, perrie and I.

We were in opposite gene pools.

It all comes down to the DNA.

And with that, we share none.

***Perrie's POV***

I miss our dad. He may not have been perfect, but he was my dad and I missed him.

If only mom hadn't kicked him out...

As I've grown up I've realised things that's I didn't notice when I was young. Like how badly my mother treats El. Or how bad I treated her.

We were all horrible to her, I don't know how she survived. Im glad that we can be friends now.

I really want what's best for her, so this is why I'm helping her from the house. She needs a brake, and I have the perfect one.

She'll love it, I'm sure.

Once she gets what I've planned she will finally have something good.

No offence to my sister, but she has nothing she is good at. I have a great voice, and good looks but her she has nothing... But that's all about to change.

Just you wait...

***Ella's POV***

"Mom, my friends and I Are going to the movies!" Perrie screams downstairs.

"Okay, that's fine, I'm packin for my trip to Monte Carlo anyways!" Mom shouts back.

"The coast is clear," jade says.

"Let's go!" I say.

I pick up my suitcase, then my guitar. I slug it forward but then feel my suitcase pulled from my hand, "here, let me get that for you, Love," the one called... Barry? Says.

"Thanks," I say, gripping my guitar tighter.

Everyone huddles around me and we begin shuffling out the door with perrie in the lead.

We walk as naturally as we can, careful not to raise suspicion, luckily mom is in the kitchen so she doesn't see everyone walking awkwardly to the door.

We walk out and suddenly I feel a warmth inside of me, like a bird being set free! Because finally I'm free. Finally.

***Jesy's POV***

I never had realised that Perrie had a sister. She had never mentioned it, but one day she did. That was the day she had changed. That was the day she met Zayn.

Oh I swear they are meant for each other, If only they could see it.

Back to the sister.. Ella. It's hard to believe that Perrie has a sister. I didn't believe her when she first told me, But now that I've actually seen her I'm still not totally convinced.

Ella is so different, but in a good way.

It's strange how they're siblings, because if they were complete strangers and you told me that they were sisters I would laugh in there face. Where as if you took Louis and Eleanor and made them strangers I would think they were brother and sister rather than boyfriend and girlfriend.

Yet Ella looks nothing like perrie, and she acts nothing like perrie. And then there's the whole relationship with their mother.

Perrie has always talked about how much her mother loves her, and that her mom is the best. But I don't understand why it's not like that with ella. We had to sneak her out. She is sitting at home alone, with no one, with nothing.

I don't understand why perrie has such a good mother but Ella seems like her mother is her worst enemy.

I've known Perrie for about a year, and I've come to known that the Edwards' are a strange family.

Meeting Ella hasn't changed my opinion one bit.

But I think Ella and I could be great friends, I just need to learn more about her.

***Ella's POV***

"What are we suppose to do now?" I ask as we walk down the block to we're the cars were parked.

"I have another surprise," perrie says.

"Oh great," I say sarcastically with a smile on my face.

"Since you've never really been out of the house, we've decided to take you to London for a proper tour," perrie says.

"Really?!?" I ask, honestly surprised. "Thank you!"

I hug Perrie, and for the first time she doesn't shrug away, she hugs back.

I'm glad she has changed, it's for the better. Now I can actually call her my sister.

After all, we are no matter what. No matter the looks, the talents, the differences it's all in the DNA.