How To Love (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 

“Channel, Brielle, boys! Come down here I’d like you to meet these two ladies.” Uncle Simon called.

                I hurried downstairs and saw two girls standing. One had short black hair and she looked like a normal random girl that I would run into at the mall or something. Then a blonde chick was standing next to her. She looked like one of those types of girls who would… how could I put it nicely… Well from the looks of her she could pick up all the guys and I could tell I wouldn’t like her.

                Brielle looked at them and her eyes widened and then she looked at me and made a face like she was disgusted.

                “Everyone, this is Deena and this is Nicole. They work for me, they just wanted to come over and say hi to you guys.” Uncle Simon said.

                The girls looked like our age, roughly 17 or 18. Nicole winked at Liam, and Deena smirked at Niall. Oh these two are flirty bitches ey? Ugh. They need to leave my house NOW.

                Uncle Simon left us in the living room to chat. I was looking at Nicole, the way she would have this overrated laugh every time Louis would crack a joke or the way Deena would stare while Niall looked clearly uncomfortable. Brielle kept looking at me. I could tell she didn’t like the girls as well.

                “So Channel is your name, am I right?” Nicole asked.

                “Yup.” I answered.

                “Wow, so you’re named after the brand?”

                “You can say that…” I answered

                “That is so fuh-reakin cool. I’d love to be named Gucci or Coach.” She laughed at her “joke” which she thought was super funny. I didn’t like it at all.

                I just stared blinking at her. I think this chick is on drugs.

                “And you are Brielle, right?” Deena asked.

                “Ya…” Brielle answered.

                “Oh what an uhmm, interesting name.”

                Brielle just sat there nearly glaring at her.

                “Thanks.” Brielle muttered.

                “Zayn, want to go out and get some fresh air?” Nicole said then winked.

                “Uhh, Sure? Why not?” He stood up and went outside with her.

                Fucking shit, she is going to rape him.

Brielle’s POV:

                Channel clearly looked pissed when she saw Nicole wrap her arms around Zayn while they walked outside.

                Harry was sitting across from me next to Deena. Deena was clearly trying to make a move. She was twirling her hair and laughing at every word Harry would say and calling him a “cutie” which was just annoying.

                Channel stood up and marched upstairs.

                “Brielle,” she called. “I’m going up, wanna come with, I think the boys are fine with NICOLE and DEENA.” Her voice sounded infuriated. 

                I quickly followed her and I reached for her hand. She was so pissed. We went straight to her room and locked the door.

                “I can’t stand looking at those two girls.” She groaned. “They are annoying me. The way they talk to the guys and how they laugh. Fucking flirts.”