daring to fake it all // lourrie

prologue

"I look up to the sky and talk to you. What I wouldn't give to hear you talk back. I miss your voice, your laughter. I miss everything about you." -Unknown

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Perrie Roche was close with her mum. Of course, she was close with her sister, Jade too, but not nearly as close as Perrie and her mum were. She loved her mum so much.

Jesy was the type of woman that everyone loved and adored. She was a fantastic teacher, mother, and wife. She loved with everything in her and she was so sweet and perfect and beautiful.

Perrie never thought that she'd have seen the day that her mum and her dad would die. If they hadn't been in that mall, then everything would've okay. They just had to celebrate Valentine's day without her and Jade. Jesy just had to pick up Perrie's Snowball dress that day. The shooter just had to pick that mall to shoot up.

She remembered staying at Jade's house that night. Jade had her own place as she was already nineteen and going to college. She was simply watching some game show when Breaking News popped up and it showed a video of the mall that her mum and dad went to that night. There were bodies littering the mall and blood everywhere. Perrie had tears in her eyes and she called for Jade. Jade stood there in disbelief and she kept ringing her mum and dad's phone and no one would answer. Finally their Uncle Louis called. He told them that she was dead and that the paramedics called him and pronounced her dead to him as he was Jesy's emergency contact. Louis drove over to Jade's house that night and held them while they cried themselves to sleep.

Needless to say, it was the absolute worst day of Perrie's life. As Perrie was still underage and too young to live on her own, she wanted to live with Jade, but Jade was too busy with school to take care of her and her grandmum was across the world in Australia while they were in America. And so, Perrie moved in with Uncle Louis. Louis certainly wasn't her favorite uncle. She quite preferred Uncle Ernie, seeing as how he was only a few years older than she and they just got on better.

Being at Louis' was odd. It wasn't just Uncle Louis. It was her cousin, Freddie and Freddie's mum, Briana, came by a lot. She was always trying to get into Louis' pants. As if she hadn't taken enough of his. She took his life as a young adult, she took his money, took away his love life. What else did she need? Honestly, she hated Briana.

Briana was very pushy. She always wanted Perrie to call her Aunty Briana and Perrie had bile coming up her throat at the thought of it. The only reason that Briana was still around was because of a broken condom. She needed to cool it. Freddie was already eighteen. She didn't need to be around Louis anymore.

It had been a year since the death of Perrie's parents and she was doing okay. About as good as any teenage girl could be without her mum and dad.

Perrie groaned at the noise of Freddie singing like a fucking dying cat in the shower. Noise surrounded her. She could hear Louis' telly on full blast, her loud ass alarm clock that Louis insisted she had to have and Freddie's obnoxious singing. No matter what anyone to tell you, there was one thing that you should know; Freddie fucking Reign could not sing. He was just like his mother. Briana's singing voice was just about as good as Britney Spears' lip syncing skills. She was absolute shit and so was Freddie.

Perrie slammed her alarm clock off and groaned, opening her bedroom door and screaming throughout the hallway, "Shut up, you fucking tone deaf, midget penised twat!"

"Don't hate us cause you ain't us!" Freddie sang, off key and very pitchily.

"Children! Language!" Louis yelled up the steps.