Living With The One I Hate (A Harry Styles / 1D Fan fiction)(EDITING)

Chapter 03

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 *Rewritten*

Chapter Three

*Elena's Point of View*

Today was the day, the day we were going to move to Anne’s house, more like the devil’s house. And to make it all worse, she had to come and pick us up. We still hadn’t accepted the fact that we’re going to live with her for the next two months, actually I don’t think we’d ever accept the idea. Let’s just hope we don’t kill her before those two month are over or else the case would turn around and we’d be the ones to go to prison.

I was wondering about those two months,  about living with Anne and her children, would we be able to live with them? Or the question was would they be able to live with us? We’re planning on driving them crazy and I assure you, we’re pretty good at that. We’ve never had a babysitter for more than one day, we always succeeded in making them run away. I remember the face of one of the babysitters we had when my brother peed on her, it was priceless! There was one who we kind off drugged so we could do anything we want without anybody controlling us. We brought her a drink which she drank without thinking twice about it. It wasn’t long till she fell asleep and we had the entire house for ourselves.

And I can recall another one who threw herself out of the window. We brought her a horror movie, ‘Scream’, and then pretended to go to sleep. Half way through the movie, Hanna pretended to cry while I hid in the closet wearing black clothes and a disguise just like the one ‘Scream’ wears and waited till the nanny got to Hanna’s room. When she reached the room, she hurried to calm my sister and that’s when I got out of the closet with a knife covered with ketchup that looked like blood and approached the nanny. The moment she saw me, her face went white and the next thing I saw was her throwing herself out of the window. That was hilarious to watch but we were grounded for a week for what we did.  If I told you about all the nanny's we drove crazy, that would be endless. 

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a horn. I looked outside the window to see a car parked in front of our house. Then I saw her. She was leaning outside the window of her car trying to get a better view at the place. I clenched my teeth trying my best not to run over to her and try to kill her.

I took a deep breath before I looked at my siblings and said, “She’s here, let’s go.” We held our bags and luggage and headed towards the car.

“Hey!” she said excitedly.

“Hey,” I said with lack of excitement.

“Put your bags here,” she ordered as she opened the back of the car. We put our bags there and then entered the car.

“Have you all put your seat belts?” she asked and we just nodded. She smiled at me, but I returned it with a frown. Anybody right now would think I’m acting really rude, but try and sit with your parent’s killer and show me how you won’t kill her.

"I’m not quite sure, but I think you're Elena, and you're Zach,” she said pointing at me and then at  Zach. "And you're Emily and you're Hanna," she said pointing at Emily and Hanna and all we did was nod. Again.

She noticed that all we were doing was nodding, so she tried to ask us a question that can’t be answered by just a nod to try and interact with us.

“So, tell me about yourself,” she asked us as she started the engine of the car.

“There’s nothing to tell,” I shrugged my shoulders annoyed.