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"Get up Belle, we're leaving." Hayes shook me. I groaned covering myself in the blankets.

"Malia..." He said warningly. I ignored him and continued to sleep.

"Come on then, it's 8 in the morning." He gripped his hands around my ankles and slowly dragged me out of bed. 

"Hayes..." I groaned landing on the floor.

"Now GET YO ASS IN THE BATHROOM!" He yelled pushing me. I rolled my eyes heading to the bathroom to shower. On the way I felt my head bump into something hard. I was still half asleep. I heard Hayes laughing at me.

"Loser." He laughed. "Fuck you, I don't have my glasses on."

I changed into dark grey sweats, a black shirt and a simple black oversized jumper. I tied my hair in a messy bun and slipped on my black socks.

I slipped on my converse and glasses and walked out my room with my luggage, guitar and my backpack.

"You're bringing your guitar...?" Hayes asked. I nodded.

"Alrighty then."

We loaded the car with our belongings and piled into the carseats. Hayes and I too the back whilst Nash sat in front with momma.

+

at the airport

"Bye kids, I love you." My mum said crying. I joined in as she pulled Nash, Hayes and I into a hug. "See I should stay and keep you company. You're crying." I frowned.

"Shut up and get in the plane." She laughed. I sighed. Worth a try. "Bye mum." I kissed her cheek.

"If you need anything just call me." She kissed each of us on the cheek.

"That goes for you too mum." Hayes said hugging her one last time.

We made our way into the plane and sat in our seats.

Dallas here we come.

+

after landing

The plane came to a full stop and everyone piled out. Hayes wrapped his arms around me protectively making sure no one bumps into me.

We walk to the baggage claim area to collect our luggages.

"Oh Ethan, Grayson! Over here!" Nash yelled. I saw two boys turn around.

"Hey Nash, what's up!" One of them says. They shared some hugs and hello's. The other twin just waved and gave a small smile. He seemed quite distant...

Maybe I'm overthinking things and he's just in a bad mood. He was very pretty though. His eyes stood out. They were beautiful. I have a slight blue tint in mine but his one was brown. But it was so soft, and the hints of honey.

I walked over beside him and stood waiting for my luggage. Once I saw that familiar black luggage with white cats. I walked next to it and grabbed it trying to pull it off. In the process of that I accidentally elbowed someone. I turned around realising it was that other twin.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry." I apologised quickly. "Watch it next time!" He spat harshly.

"Sorry." I stuttered. "Just be quiet."

"Blind bitch..." He mumbled quietly before walking away. Okay nice to meet you too.

I sighed putting on my headphones and blasting music.

His attitude sort of reminds me of Nash's.

f l a s h b a c k

5 years before

"Will!" I heard Nash's screams from Will's room. I quickly ran towards his scream.

"Oh my god.." I gasped crying when I reached the room. "Call 911!" Nash cried.

Hayes and my mother was at the doorway crying and panicking. Will was on the floor, lifeless. Pills and blood scattered everywhere. He committed suicide.

"Mother, what do we do?!" Hayes panicked. "Honey let's go outside." My mum said dragging Hayes to the kitchen.

I looked back at Nash. "This is your fault!" Nash cried in anger.

"I-I didn't do anything." I backed away from him in fear.

"Shut up! He died just because of you. He gave up everything for you. You're weak! He died trying to make you feel better when he got all the pain. People used you and he helped you through it, did you help him back? NO! You became that little spoiled brat that everyone loved!" He yelled.

"That's not true!" I cried. Tears fell from my eyes.

"Did you know he was hurting too?" He asked pushing me. I screamed in pain when my back collided with the wall.

"Did you?!" He repeated pushing me harder against the wall.

"N-Nash stop!" I winced. "I fucking hate you." He spat before walking out.

+

I quickly wipe my eyes before anyone could see I was crying. I haven't had a normal conversation with Nash for five years. My mum doesn't seem bothered by it at all either. She probably thinks it's my fault as well.

"Ethan, Grayson. This is our cousin Malia Belle." Hayes said pointing over to me.

"Malia, Ethan and Grayson Dolan." Hayes said pointing to both of them. So Ethan is the one I elbowed.

"Hey!" Grayson bubbled, waving at me. "Hey." I greeted him. I glanced over to Ethan who was zoned out completely.

"Okay so we're meeting everyone else at the hotel." Nash said. Everyone nodded as we piled into the car. I sat between Hayes and Nash. Great right? At least I could try to talk to him.

+

"Hey Nash." I smiled over to him. He gives me a cold look before turning the other way. I sighed quietly.

"Nash, I'm really sorry." I mumbled.

"Nash just listen to me, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, I didn't know he was hurt too. Nash please just know that-." I said quietly. "I love you.." I whispered.

"And you expect me to say it back?" Nash turned to face me. He let out a small scoff and laughed.

I stuttered on my words.

"Malia just please give up? I don't want to be associated with you. I know we're related by blood but I really don't want anything to do with you. I'm not family anymore. You are nothing to me. Just give up. Please. It'll do you and I both good." He said irritatedly. "Nash I-"

"Just shut up!" He yelled at me making everyone snap their heads towards us. I shook my head slightly turning away. I hope that no one heard about the brother part...