Knocking on my Door

Chapter 5

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I went into the upstairs bathroom and took a quick shower. When I came out, I wrapped myself in my blue towel and quickly dried myself and hair.

When I was dry, I looked myself in the mirror; Dark hair with light highlights, sea green eyes and full pink lips. I was normal but undesirable.

I quickly got dressed in a baggy, grey hoodie and ripped skinny jeans, I brushed my straight, dry hair and headed down stairs, after putting some moisturiser on my face.

I sat in front of the mirror and starting putting on some make-up. Eyeliner and mascara, really. I wasn't the person who would smile at themself. I had lost that feeling years ago, when I realised that getting everything you want isn't the same as having everything you need. I don't need an overly flashy face, I don't need to dress to impress and I certainly don't need to be Miss Popularity. You don't need too many people to be happy, you know. Just those few joyful ones.

I walk into the living room where the boys are cleaning up their clothes. Well mostly Liam is cleaning, the rest are just making a bigger mess. As soon as Danny comes down, I rush the boys out the door and into my mother's minivan.

I'm about to get into the driver's seat when Louis gets in.

"Move!", I scream. "I'm driving." There's a huge argument where the guys take my side because, apperantly, Louis drives at the speed of a snail. Then we stand outside for another fifteen minutes deciding on who gets the front seat. In the end it's Niall who wins, because he called 'dibs' first.

Before I start driving, I remind them not to tell anyone there names and act like what they're dressed. Now, we're finally off.

"The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round!", Niall starts singing, the boys joining in, then Danny also joining in. I look at Niall, confused.

"Eyes on the road!", Louis, who has been sitting with his arms folded, pouting, grumbles.

When we reach the park where the Fireworks are held, I'm glad. Not just because the fireworks make me feel alive, but because Louis grumbling all the way, is annoying.

"LETS GO!!!", the boys cheer, litteraly pushing me and Danny in through the entance.

"Lets get some cotton candy!", Niall says, jumping up and down like an excited chimpanze!

"Yay!!", Danny screams, making a run for the Candy Stand.

"Lets do the wind surfing ride!", Zayn suggests, pointing at the ride with the giant line.

"Oh I love that!", Louis yells. They all run to get a place in the line, but I stay on the spot where I'm standing.

"What's wrong?", Liam asks me, coming back, along with the others.

"N-nothing.", I shutter.

"Scared to go on?", Harry guesses. "C'mon. It'll be fun, I keep my hand right there, you can hold on if you like." Why, oh why did this guy have to take everything as a chance to flirt? I glare at him.

"I don't need your help!", I snap. Harry motions me to go ahead in the line.

"You don't have to do this," Liam whispers to me. "Just pretend to have a cramp." I laugh, silently. I hate to admit it, but I was starting to warm up to Liam. Danny was right, I could get on with him.

When we're in the front of the line, I'm considering taking in Liam's idea, but I think better than to lie.

"It'll be fun." Danny assures me. I smile a weak smile and look at Harry, wondering if I should take on his offer. I make sure to sit beside him

I'm pretty confident getting on and strapping in, but as soon as the ride starts, I force my eyes close. I'm ok in the slow rounds but when it starts speeding up, I am scared. I open my eyes briefly and I see that Harry really did leave his hand out. I grab his hands and dig my nails into his wrist, holding on for dear life. I really did feel safe.

When it slows down a bit, I open my eyes and loosen my grip, but still hold on. I can feel Harry's Emo- smirk but refuse to look at him. I start to let go near the end, but not quite. When it comes to a halt, I have completely forgotten that I'm even holding his hand.

It's only when Louis angrily clears his throat thart I let go.

"He's mine, don't you dare steal him from me!", Louis whisper/screams, grabbing a ginning Harry's hand. I roll my eyes, catching up to Liam.

"Sorry about that," Liam apolagize's on behalf of his band mate. "Louis doesn't share Harry. You know, the Larry Stylinson theme." I'm lost. Who is Larry. It takes me a minute to realise it's thier names mashed up.

"Lets go on one more ride and-" Liam was interuptted by Lizzie, the school mean girl, heads up to us.

"Hey Losers.", she says to me. I'm really looking forward to getting away from her once the University Of London (A/n: No idea if thats real) excepts me. She looks at Liam and then at us.

"Why are you hanging out with these losers?", she asks him, cruelly. "C'mon hang out with us." She grabs his collar. I look at the others, begging them to do something.

"Lizzie!", Danny yells out. She turns around, unamused. "You see, he's with-", she's forced to stop when Lizzie grabs her face and pushes her to the ground, laughing afterwards. I'm furious. Not just by what she did to my sister, but by everything she's done to me in the past four years. Putting bubble gum in my hair. Accusing me of copying. Convincing the teacher to not let me take my finals. I was almost held back a year, but my best friends Jerome and Peggy convinced the teachers to let me. Four years worth of rage steams up inside of me.

"THAT'S IT!", I scream at Lizzie and launch myself at her, pinning her down. She whimpers like a lost dog, or in her case a lost bit*h. "What's the matter? Short skirt getting dirty?", I snarl. She looks quite frightned. Her heavily lined eyes wide.

"FOUR YEARS, LIZZIE!", I scream. "FOUR YEARS I LIVED WITH IT! The humiliation, the hate and the unpopularity.", I say the last part lowly. "BUT NO ONE, NO ONE, HURTS MY SISTER!" Harry lifts me off her.

I am about to leave when Lizzie's boyfriend mutters "Freak". I turn around and punch him right in the nose. The guys laugh and Liam high-fives me. Danny hugs me tight. It's as if I've just been to the moon.

"Told you made him look hot!", Louis jokes and for the first time I find it funny.

"That was a nice punch!", Harry comments. "For a girl, I mean." I glare at him. "Joke." he laughs.

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