Unwanted // one direction fanfic

Chapter 3

Harry's POV

I threw on a pair of sweats, a beenie, and a t-shirt. I looked over and John who had offered to wait and go down with me. "Ready yet?" He sighed.

"Shower before or after?" I asked.

"After, my god lets go." He laughed getting up and dragging me out by the wrist. We ran into Harper and someone coming out of her room. "Look who finally showed up!" John laughed.

"Haha John you should be a comedian." The girl said sarcastically closing the door. My brain froze. Unlike the others with poker straight brown hair, this girl was tucking her sand colored curly hair behind her ear. She didn't have just curls, but she had big loose perfect curls. Her face wasn't like an oval, it was a rounder baby face. She was just as pale but her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes weren't just grey, they had a silver tint to them.

"Harry this is Skylar." Harper smiled.

"I know him." She laughed, I nodded. We all followed her down the steps. Gemma was sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hi, I'm Skylar." She started.

"Oh hi, I'm Gemma."

"Skylar Ann." A voice called from the kitchen, two dogs were waiting on the steps looking towards the voice. "Can you come here?"

"And so it begins." Skylar sighed, spinning on her heels and walking towards the kitchen. There was a lot of whispering.

"I can almost promise you one of them is going to be in a bad mood." Harp sighed.

"Why?" Gemma asked.

"They don't get along anymore." John breathed. "They fight constantly, ever since Skylar left for college she picks apart every little thing she does."

"Morning all." Dad said walking down the steps. "Looks like someones happy today." he laughed, looking towards the kitchen.

"Don't be sarcastic, it doesn't suit you." Skylar breathed walking back to the dogs.

"Wait." her mom said coldly. She froze and turned around. "Come and meet Harry and Gemma."

"I already did." she huffed before walking towards the kitchen again.

"Where are you going?" Deb asked her.

"Dad's house-"

"You're grounded."

"I know." She snapped grabbing her keys and walking straight out the door, leaving her mom, speechless, behind her.

Skylar's POV

I parked the car and looked down at my outfit. PJ's were probably not suitable for dropping kids off at daycare but who really gives a shit? It's not like I'm trying to impress. I hopped out of the car and ran up the driveway, opening the door to the bustling house.

"Is that really what you're wearing?" My stepmom Ruth questioned grabbing her purse and cup of coffee.

"I'm dropping the twins off at daycare not going to a fashion show." I rolled my eyes.

"Yes but you're wearing a crop top, spandex shorts, and short uggs. You look like you just rolled out of bed."

"That's probably because I did." I sighed. "BOYS COME ON!" I called through the house. My dad may be old and so is Ruth, but they somehow managed to pull off having 2 more kids when the three of us left. The two three year old identical boys ran down the steps and into my arms.

"Hi Nana." Gabe smiled. They somehow had blue eyes even though his parents both had brown.

"Hey Gabe-y, hi Matt. Let's go and not make your mom late for work." I smiled.