Torn Apart

Hey guysss! It's grace here with my second fan fic! Whoop whoop! Ok so I'm hoping you guys will enjoy this book. I'm not sure what the titles going to be as of right now but I'd love to see your guys suggestions. Inbox me or comment if you've got any ideas. Either one works. Well I give you chapter 1 of whatever the hell this is going to be called!!

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Dakota's POV:

It's Sunday. Sunday means work. Work means I'm going to be tired. Ugh. Let me introduce myself. I'm Dakota Grace Willis, the Dakota Grace Willis. Haha just kidding I'm a nobody. I have long curly dark brown hair and I have green eyes. I'm about 5'2 which is kinda short for my age. I'm fourteen and I have a twin brother who's name is Harris Tyler Willis. Oh and did I mention that our mothers the biggest whore around? Oh I didn't? Oops.

Yup our moms the biggest whore around who brings home a different guy every night to bang. My brother and I have to lie about our ages to get jobs. If we don't make money we starve and become homeless. My mom can't seem to stop having sex for two seconds in order to get her own job.

I have to be at work by 10. Ugh. Normal teenagers don't have to worry about going to work. Normal teenagers sleep in on Sundays. I peeled my self from my oh so warm bed and trudged over to Harris's bed which was on the other side of the room.

"Harris. Get. Up." I shook Harris and poked his cheek. He opened his eyes and smiled. That's the best part about me and Harris. With out mom being the bitch she is it's brought me and Harris closer. We love each other to death. I don't think we could live with out each other.

"Hey Kota." He said still beaming. "What time do you work today? I got the 10:30-4:30 shift." Harris asked me.

"I got the 10:00-4:00. You can hang around my work for a bit until you have to go to your work if you want" I offered. I work at a Starbucks and Harris works at the McDonald's across the street from my Starbucks.

"Cool. Dibs on the shower first!" He shouted jumping out of his bed. He ran out of the room pulling his shirt off of his body. We have to take cold showers since we can't afford heat. We always fight over who gets to get theirs over with first. While he takes his shower I'll just make us breakfast.

I walked into the kitchen and pulled out a skillet to cook some eggs with. While the eggs were cooking I popped some toast into the toaster that miraculously came with this piece of shit apartment. I was putting the eggs and toast I cooked on two plates when some guy walked into the kitchen.

"I'm guessing you were my moms fuck buddy lady night?" I asked the man. He looks more like a kid. I'm gonna call him a kid.

"You say it so casually." He laughed.

"That's because this happens every single day. Take my advice. Get outs here find a job if you don't have one and get an education. My lame excuse for a mom never went to college and so now she just finds a new guy every night to have sex with. Leave and make the right choices." I said pushing the kid out of the door of our apartment.

"Moms fuck buddy from last night?" Harris asked as he saw me shoving the guy out of the door.

"Yup. I'm taking my shower now. Breakfasts on the counter." I yelled over my shower while heading towards the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I pulled my pajamas off of my body and jumped into the tub of the shower. I washed and conditioned my hair. I washed my body and shaved my legs. When I got out of the shower I smelled my hair. Mmmm strawberrys.

I wrapped a towel around my body and went into my room. I put on black jeans and my green Starbucks t-shirt. I let my hair air dry just like I always do since it's curly. Harris looks just like me. Same curly hair, same green eyes, same dimples, and we even have the same teeth.

Our best friend Sammie calls Harris Harry and me Styles after some celebrity Harry styles. I can see why she calls us that though. Harris could be like Harry's twin. It's insane how much they look alike. She swears he's our dad.

Tough luck Sammie. We don't know who our dad is and I highly doubt it's him. I walked back into the kitchen and sat down on the couch next to Harris and started eating my breakfast. When I was done eating Harris got up to put our dishes in the sink. "Put them in the dishwasher. I'm not doing dishes after work." I said.

After he was done he came and sat back down next to me. We still had ten minutes until we needed to leave for work. Harris slung his arm around me and I leaned my head onto his shoulder.

"Harris I hate our life. We shouldn't have to work in order to keep ourselves alive. Not at this age at least. I mostly hate our mom." I said as a silent tear slid down my face.

"I know Kota. I hate her too." He said while stroking my half wet hair. "Hey come on we gotta go." Harris whispered into my ear while pulling me to my feet. It's the first of December and my brother and I don't have coats. We live in New York so it's about 45° out right now. I mean that's not too horrible but as winter goes on it'll get worse. Hopefully we'll get coats for Christmas.

Ten minutes into our thirty minute walk I hear a voice shouting from behind me that can only be described as my best friend Sammie's voice. "HARREH STYLES!" She shouted running to catch up with us. Harris and I just started laughing. Sammie's been obsessed with one direction since she could talk. The band stared in like 2010 and it's 2026 and they're still together.

"Hey Sammie." Harris and I said in unison.

"Sup Harry Styles." She beamed back. I think that nick-name will haunt us forever.

"Working today?" She questioned.

"Yup." Harris said popping the p.

We all walked together in silence. "Did you hear the big news?!" Sammie nearly screeched. With the excitement in her voice twenty bucks it's got some thing to do with one direction.

"Nah. What's the news?" I asked.

"ONE DIRECTION IS IN THE VERY CITY WE ARE IN NOW." She said a bit to loud. Ooo. Who was right? Dakota was. Now where's my twenty dollars?

"Cool." I laughed.

"How are you not excited? Harry Styles could possibly be your father!" Sammie said.

"He's not our dad. Trust me." Harris said.

"Yeah yeah. Think what you want but I think he's your long lost dad." Sammie huffed. Too much drama. We approached the Starbucks and all walked in. I went behind the counter as always and started my job of being cashier and taking orders. After about ten minutes Harris left and went to his work across the street. Once it was about twelve Sammie got bored and left.

I heard that stupid bell on the door ring signaling that there was a new customer. I waited for the person to come up to the counter and order.

"Hey can I get a peppermint mocha?" The person asked.

"Yeah one minute." I said. I still hadn't looked up yet. I walked away to go get the guys his mocha. When I walked back I looked at the guy this time. As soon as I looked at him I saw bright blue eyes and a shining smile. I handed him his mocha and took one last good look at him.

"I feel like I've seen you before.." I said still trying to make the connection.

"You probably have. I'm Louis Tomlinson from one direction." He proudly stated.

My mouth formed into an 'o' shape. "Ohh. Now I remember! My best friend loves you guys!" I said. Sammie's sooo gonna freak when I tell her I met Louis today.

"Oh well how about I give you an autograph for you to give to her." Louis offered.

"Wow that would be great! Thanks a ton!" I trilled. Ok now Sammie's really gonna freak. He smiled and handed me a piece if paper with his signature on it. I thanked him and then watched as he walked out of the store and down the street. Cool, I just met a famous person.

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I hope this chapter isn't too short. I just wanted to get this started. I trying out torn apart firbthe title. Uh tell me what you guys think. I'm tired *yawn* it's 1:21 I'm the morning where I am. But I don't have to go to school tomorrow cause I'm having surgery on my ear. I'm like half deaf in my left ear or something like that. What evs. Bye my darlings!

-Grace