Lovestruck (A One Direction Fiction)

Chapter 3

A/N: Guys...I've failed you again :( First of all, I didn't post a picture of any of the characters in my story in THIS chapter. Second, I kept you guys waiting for this chapter. It's been a long time since I've updated this story(even I edit some of the chapters before I make another one). Third, I didn't or maybe made this chapter grand as I promised you guys. Maybe because some of you guys think this chapter is grand and some are don't. Lastly, I made this author's note first even mostly of my stories are not (and even the last part is not true). Okay, let's not keep you guys waiting and start the story.

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Harold

Where is this girl's house? Ugh. I've been driving all over the town and asking around for an hour now! Wait...I didn't tell my sister! She must've known where she lived! Let me just park here and ring the doorbell.

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"Come on! Open it up, open it—" My sentence was cut off by the creaking of the door and the one who opened the door herself, my sister, Gemma.

"Hey! Took you early to get home!" She said jokingly. "No dates, no bars, no drinking, no—"

"I actually was in a hurry 'cause I got to return this book," I cut her sentence off for revenge cutting mine just a second ago. I really really really hate her. Why? When I was in my room about 2 years ago? She smacked me right in the face with a pan. And what's worse is, she smacked me for no reason! Pretty bad, yeah?

"Is there a name on the book?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said whilst playing with the book on my hand and dropping it.

"Who is it?" She asked as I finished picking up the book which is a Math book. I swear, that girl is very....um...okay nevermind....

I opened the book and found out the name of the girl..."...Leah Baltons?"

"Leah Baltons.....hmmm..... Ahah! I know her! She's our neighbour! And she's the girl I was talking about last night!" She said and the tone of her voice is kind of like a discoverer who instantly remembers all her research. Why is that name soooo....familiar! Ugh! Why?

"Ah! I remembered that," I mumbled cohorently.

"What did you just say?" Is she deaf or something? I've said it clear enough, well, maybe I mumbled it but still!

"Nothing," I evaded the question 'cause she's annoying as fück!

"Come on. Go tell your big sister about it!" She said sarcastically.

"Ugh! I want to return this stupid book of hers to her," that's all I've said, and I was lying. I think she got me on the brink of almost love to actual love.

"Oh. Well, her house is just across the road and if you see a pink with a trim of white and purple house, that's hers." She said pointing me directions.

"Okay thanks for the specific directions," I said emphasizing the phrase 'specific directions'.

"I hate it when you do that," she said whilst crossing her arms onto her chest.

"Thanks," I said sarcastically.

"Just go and give that book to her," she said annoyed whilst looking away from me.

"Love you sis! Tell mom that I love her!" I said sarcastically. Again.

I didn't hear her respond. Maybe she murmured or something. She was nice to me only if I was nice to others. She always supports me everytime and I'm proud of her supporting me and my 'stuff'. She said that she was my second mom when my mom leaves the house for work. As a child back then, I always agree to what she does to me. Like dressing me up with some princess dresses (which is like turning me to gay or something and which is not gonna happen, ever), joining tea parties with her, and all the stuff she does. Back to reality! Ugh. Where is this girl's house! Oh there it is! Just gotta ring her doorbell and—