Styles reflection

Chapter two- Stupid T-shirt

Lacey's P.O.V

I turn around and I see Harry leaning against the frame of the door. "Hey Cassey why are you still awake" Harry asks. I wonder why he is calling me Cassey I look down and see I am wear the shirt that Harry had given to Cassey. "It's okay casse I won't tell mum and dad" Harry says. I continue to look at the ground what am I suppose to say.

Harry frowns, "your not Cassey" Harry says. I bite my lip. "Lacey get to bed right now or I'm telling mum and dad" Harry yells. "You just said you won't tell mum and dad" I say. "Ya well that was for Cassey" Harry says. "What's the difference" I yell. "She acts better than you she's smarter she funnier and she is nicer" Harry yells.

I can't believe he just said that I can see in his eyes that he regrets what he just said but his face still looks serious. "Oh really so I'm not fun says the one that's giving me lecture" I yell looking at him straight in the eyes. "We'll at least I don't clean the dishes for fun oh and Cassey also acts better than you she NEVER talks back" Harry yell. "I thought big brothers aren't suppose to compare there sisters and pick favorites" I yell. "We'll you make it so easy to pick a favorite" Harry says.

"I hate you" I yell. "Haha that's funny because that's just what I here everyone say to you behind you back" Harry yells. I bite my lip. "Why would you think that you are to busy sucking your girlfriends face off to hear anything that happens around you" I yell feeling a lump in my throat.

Harry raises up his hand and smacks me on the cheek. I can feel my cheek grow warm and it starts throbbing. I bet he left his nasty hand print on my cheek. Harry looks at his hand like he can't believe he just did that. I feel tears slide down my cheek. "Look Lacey-" Harry starts. I cut him off, I run down the hallway with Harry chasing me. "I wish you weren't my brother" I yell running into my room and slamming the door in Harry's face.

I lock the door and I slide down the The side of it. I hid my head in my knees and I just cry about ever thing I have held in do the last three years....neglect hate forgotten by my parents my big brother just hit me I say over and over in my head. I hate my life I've always known that I was not suppose to be here. With twins you always know one of you were suppose to be here and the other one wasn't. Cassey was meant to be here and I wasn't. You can even tell by are names who my parents care about more. Cassey has my great grandmothers name and I bet my parents were tying there shoes when they came up with my name.

I feel something slobbery on my arm. I look and see my dog autumn licking my arm. Every kid in my family got to pick a pet, Harry got a hamster he didn't want anything that would need a ton of work. Cassey got a tiny tea-cup poddel named prose and I got a Irish wolf hound and I named her autumn.

I smile and pet autumn behind her ears she shakes her leg. I smile and stand up. Autumn is still twice my size I can literally run underneath her. I get on my bed and across the room Cassey is sleeping in her queen sized bed and I am in my twin sized bed.

I get under the sheets and turn off the lights. And get under the sheets and autumn rest her head on my chest. I feel my eye lids get heavy and I fall into a deep dreamless sleep.

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