Chapter 22

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I felt bad in a way, but I tried not to feel bad. All this happening to her wasn't my fault. I just meet her for a minute and my life changes.

"So tell me about you. I want to know the you who likes herself." I tell her.

Now she smiles and it's the really real smile.

"My full name is Jillian Marie Atkin. I grew up in Manchester and than moved to Cheshire before I began high school. Since I was little I've always wanted to live the dream of everyone, being a singer. I didn't want to be famous for art or acting. I wanted to be a singer. From 8th grade to the beginning of senior year I spent every second trying to become the best singer I can. All my family would do was support me and tell everyone had good I was at singing. It made me proud of myself until the middle of the year when I was going to sing for the Christmas school dance and some kids made fun of me and Vincent stood up for me and was the love of my life until I found out who he really was." She tells me. I just thought she knew she was doing wrong, but now I know she had no idea. He played her and if wasn't right.

Jillian~

Harry asked me about my life when I had fun and enjoyed it and I told him the truth.

"So what do you like to do for fun?" He asks me.

"Get tattoos." I reply very seriously.

He looks at me as if I'm serious.

"I'm serious Harry." I tell him.

"So want to go get another tattoo than?" He asks me being so sarcastic that I would probably notice over the phone.

"Not me." I tell him pulling his hand.

We just walk around town together with my arm over his shoulder and his arm over mine.

"So Harry. How is your life? You are in a famous boyband so you must have some interesting stories." I tell him.

Before he can answer I pull his arm

So hard he can't respond.

"So what shall your first tattoo he mate?" I ask him winking at him.

"No no no!" He tells me shaking his head like a bobble head.

Harry~

I've always wanted to get a tattoo, but I've felt like it wouldn't be the right thing to do. It stays on forever unless you get it removed which costs a fortune.

"What's your favourite word?" She asks me while looking at the book of tattoos.

"Hi." I tell he not being so serious.

She grabs my hand and takes me to the back of the shop.

Did she think I was serious?

"Sit." She tells me.

She talks to the guy who takes out the tattoo gun thingy. I have no idea how this works.

All i know is she wasn't her self when she was with Vincent.

Jillian just keeps smiling and laughing and that's all I can notice and I can't help, but smile myself.

It was kind of accidental, my love for her. But looking back, it was not accidental at all. More coincidently. I've noticed that she is anything I have ever wanted.

I feel like there is something about her that reminds me of me.

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