Living with the Styles.

Chapter 2

I heard her scream. She had saw what I did. I felt the guilt overcome my insides.

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I heard my mother and Gemma rush into her room. I heard two more load screams and then shouting.

Oh shit.

'HAROLD EDWARD STYLES, COME HERE NOW!' I heard my mum yell. I got up and walked slowly into the spare room, were two angry girls and one scared girl waited.

'Yes?' I asked, trying not to give myself away.

'Did you put this fake blood on Piper's bed? Tell me the truth!'

'Erm...yes.' I whispered. I could look her in the eye, guilt was taking over me.

'You can now clean it all up, and you’re grounded for the next 2 weeks.' She had a stern voice. She and Gemma left, leaving me and Piper, alone.

She leant against the wall, looking at the bed. There was an awkward silence between us for a long time. I broke it by saying.

'Hey, I'm... erm... I'm sorry.' I said, I walked over to the pure white sheet, stained in fake blood, and started to take them off.

'It's okay.' She whispered, loud enough for me to hear, staring at me with her glistening brown eyes. I smiled at her.

'Listen, if I knew you were this hot, I wouldn't have done it.' I chuckled.

Shit did I just say that aloud?

She giggled, her eyes traveling towards the floor as blush took over her cheeks.

'Sorry, let’s just start over.' I said, walking over with a hand out for her to shake. It was covered in fake red blood. She shook her head, laughing. 'Oh, right sorry.'

'Stop saying sorry.' Her small voice became a bit louder, like she was becoming more confident.

'Right, yea. Sorry. Oh wait, shit.' I said, confused as what to say. She let out another laugh, staring at me, who was still confused. It was something about her that made my insides funny, like a sick feeling, but in a good way. She was just amazing, and I had only known for like half an hour.

'Sorry you’re grounded, I shouldn't have screamed.' She walked over to help me with the sheets, helping me rip off the red stained sheets.

'Now who's the one who has to stop saying sorry.' I laughed, wiping some fake blood on her face. She bit her lip, staring at the sheets. 'Sorry, if this is rude, but what are you here for exactly?' I asked.

'Umm, I'm studying art and photography in college and my art teacher said I should come to England. I wasn't too sure about it at first, but now I'm glad I did.' Her voice trailed off as she came to the end of her sentence.

'Are you studying at the same college I'm at?' I asked, smiling from her comment last.

'Yea I think so!'

We talked and laughed for ages. It feels like I have known her for my whole life, we've got on so well. We were interrupted by my sister, coming up telling us it was time for dinner. I was sort of pissed that we couldn't talk, jut the two of us, but I was rather hungry.

'Come on, I think we've got pizza tonight!'

I got up from the floor, and offered a hand to help her up. She took it and I pulled her up. My hand lingered in hers for a while. She pulled it away gently, opening the door. She walked out and down the stairs towards our kitchen. She walked in nervously, her hand in front of her mouth. It was like she was a whole different person with me.

'Piper Darling, do you want anything specific on your pizza?' Gemma asked.

'No thank you.' She said, with her small voice.

'Okay love.' She flashed her smile, and Piper removed her hand and smiled back. Gemma hand her a plate and she sat down at the table.

I watched her every move, falling more and more for her. Oh wait, I was falling for her. I hadn't known her for more than 2 hours and I was already falling for her. She was just so gorgeous.

I grabbed my plate of pizza and sat down next to her. She sat there staring at her plate. She moved her eyes up to mine.

'You can start.' I let out a laugh, stuffing a piece of pizza in my mouth.

'Oh right.' She smiled, biting her lip. She picked up a piece of pizza and popped it gently into her mouth. She looked at me and smiled. I let out a laugh. She quickly finished her mouthful.

'What?' She asked.

'Nothing, your just really cute.' I looked at her cheeks, which were now a crimson red colour. I let another laugh again. Gemma and my mother joined and we all spoke for ages. My mother had asked Piper a lot of questions about herself and why she was here, just like I did.

'Ahh, you are going to have to show me some of your art and pictures after dinner.' Gemma said.

'Sure. I have it upstairs.' She said.

We all finished our dinner and Piper went upstairs and grabbed her carry-on bag, fully of painting's, drawing's and pictures. We sat downstairs looking through her work. She was amazing at them all. Her art was so beautiful.

Robin finally came home at about 10ish.

'Hello guys. Is this Piper?' he asked, walking over to us. She nodded. 'Oh my, is this your work? It's amazing!'

'Thank you.' She said, shying away. I put my hand on her hand, which was resting in-between us. She looked down and then up at me. I smiled gently at her and her face grew a huge smile too.

'Well, I'm going to get into bed, long day ahead of me.' Gemma exclaimed, getting up from the sofa. Gemma was going to London later tomorrow, so she needed to rest up.

'Okay, good night. Piper, feel free to stay up, but me and Robin will be watching a movie in our room.' My mother smiled.

'Thank you.' She said, smiling. They left, leaving us alone again.

'So, want to stay up for a while? It's Sunday tomorrow so lie in.' I said, turning to face her. My hand still in her's, I was absent mindedly playing with it.

'Umm, whatever you want.' She giggled, pulling her hand away. She ran into the kitchen and hid behind the door. I ran after and she jumped out at me. I knew she was there, so I grabbed her by the waist.

'I got you.' I said, she placed her hands on my shoulders. I pulled her closer. I looked at her lips, then back at her eyes. Her smile faded as I started moving my face towards her's. She got out of my grip.

'Umm... I'll see you tomorrow. Night.' She called, rushing out of the door and up the stairs.

I stood there, shocked. I was falling for someone who doesn’t like me back.

(A/N: Don't forget to check out 'Cimorelli' if you already don't. Video on the side on their cover of 'Pray' by Justin Bieber. I based Piper's look on Lisa Cimorelli. Check the out, they're amazing!)