My Brother Louis

Chapter 2

Fizzy's POV

His walls were painted a murky cream colour and he had his old speaker perched precariously on top of a large pile of rubbish that contained clothes an cardboard boxes. His head turned slowly towards us as his face looked mortified. His light brown hair was swept across his head, not moving a strand as he flicks it towards us.

"What the hell are you doing in here?! Didn't you think to knock?!" Louis shouted as he tore off his headphones. His face was turning a blush pink and his fists baling at his sides. I've never seen him this angry, especially not at us. He loves us all and wants to do anything with us and for us, even if it is just a fight or a tease. He's always there, always loving us, but he's never been this angry with us. Never. And at the moment I feel like I have lost him, he's much older than us and maybe that's starting to become a problem.

I searched within me for the courage to speak up, try to save the situation. I fought all instincts just to mae sure he hears me out.

"Louis, you said you wanted to talk to me and you weren't answering! What was I supposed to do, just stand outside until you finally got bored of listening to that stupid band and singing to yourself thinking that nobody can hear you?" I shouted at him, louder than I expected.

I felt everyone's eyes on me but for some reason, I didn't care. I felt more angry than usual, more empowered to stand up to my 18 year old brother.

"You've got a right cheek on you at the moment you know, Fizz. I did want to share something very secret with you, but now I'm not so sure."

He was being sarcastic and winked at me to let me know what he was doing. But then he became serious, took a deep breath and looked at the ground.

"I've applied for x-factor. My audition is in two weeks time."