Far From Alone

Far From Alone ~ Chapter One

~ Isabelle Rose Amadore ~

At this moment my life was great, couldn’t go better. My dad and me lived together in a great mansion, a lot of friends, five close friends, great grades, and the upcoming college year. And not to forget; my upcoming eighteenth birthday. I will be legal in less than two months.

My iPhone in its expensive handmade cover bleeped. Yes I just said expensive handmade cover. My dad was a great cook with restaurants all around Europe and the USA. He had the luck to turn into a worldwide known famous cook so he earned a lot of money.

I wasn’t a materialistic girl though; I spent my money wise and did a lot for charities. My dad taught me how to spend my money and that he wouldn’t provide everything for me. That made me the sober, wise, money-conscious girl I am today. I hade a job like most other teenagers, and I mostly paid for my own stuff.  Of course my dad took me out shopping, eating and other things, but at least I am not spoilt.

So the expensive cover and phone I was currently holding was all paid by myself. I worked my job as a waitress in my dad’s fancy restaurant. I earned a lot of money but it was hard working every free night I had. The case was a white Coco Chanel with Swarovski diamonds and white golden studs over it. My initials I. R. A. in little, black diamonds in the right bottom corner. I loved to brag about it because I worked hard for it.

~~One Message from Liam Sexy Payne~~

The screen lit up from the message I had just received from my almost brother Liam. I grew up with him and lived with him and his family for about two years. The name? He typed his contact himself and I simply wasn’t bothered to change it. Typing in the security code on my phone I opened up the text.

Sunday, 9.28 AM.

Good morning Beautiful, wanna hang out? Your dearest Liam xx

I smiled and typed in a reply.

Sunday, 9.31 AM.

Sure sexy. Yours or mine? xo Elle

I threw the big white comfy covers from my body and stood up. My room was big and I liked it. My dad hired an architect and let the house being designed and build in the period I was staying with Liam. It was big, modern, and really weird. We even had an indoor pool, my bedroom having a slide into it.

My room was big and had a glass wall on two sides. One side the glass wall was a window with sight with on the garden with a door leading to the balcony, and the other side was a window, wall like thing with sight on the indoor pool. Both the glass walls having big, chocolate brown curtains to cover them up if wanting privacy.

In the middle of my room my king size, four-poster bed was situated. The bed covered in a comfortable warm comforter and pink shaded cushions. Opposite from my bed there was a big 3D television with pink beanie bags in front of it. My floor a dark shaded mahogany wood and one of the walls beige and the other hot pink. A big white rug covered a big part of the floor. Next to the glass wall facing the garden was a big desk with my electric stuff.

My room had three doors, one to the bathroom, one to the walk-in closet, and one to the hallway. My bathroom was chocolate coloured tiled one, a big classic bathtub in the middle and in the right corner a shower. Big mirror covering one side of the wall and on the other side a towel closet and a toilet.

I felt like a princess in a castle living her, like it wasn’t real. On one side I loved my room, posters and pictures on big wooden boards on the walls to personalize it, on the other side I hated it. I hated the whole house sometimes, making it look like I’m some stuck up snobby bitch. My iPhone bleeped again.

Sunday, 9.38 AM.

Swimming at yours? Boys’ coming too, is that okeyy? x Liam

I typed an approval and headed into the bathroom deciding on a fast shower.

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I returned from the bathroom, wearing my favourite black strapless bikini with on both parts a little white bow. My hair was hanging in their natural lose dark brown curls down my shoulders. I loved my hair to bits, it was long ending mid-back and thick and curly.

I looked into the mirror. My eyes bored into the mirror. They were weird minty-aqua coloured spectacles with tiny blue, green, and violet specs around them. They were quiet a wonder and I got them from my mother. I decided on a bit waterproof mascara making my thick lashes look even longer.

Speaking about looks I loved mine. My eyes and hair were the most beautiful parts of them. I was thin and tall. On the first eye people always judged me as miss Snobby perfect. Like I was so perfect and spoiled. With my straight A’s and my social life people liked to judge me about being a spoiled rich bitch. But that was all a lie.

I fought hard for what I’ve reached. I graduated with straight A’s because I studied and wrote projects every single night and day. I have a few good friends because I’ve known them for the most of my life. My father has a good job because God blessed him with it.

To be honest I hated living in this big house and having a lot of money. Why? Because people judged me on it and made me somebody I really aren’t. I sighed and walked into my closet. I put on some white sundress and plopped down on the beanie bag, waiting for the boys. I put on some 3D glasses and put some old-school Disney movie on.

‘’Nooooooo!’’ I screamed at the screen when Bambi’s mother was about to get killed. The door banged open and I shot up, more shouting coming out of my mouth. ‘’WHO’S THERE!’’

Five boys came rushing into my room, laughing. ‘’Hey beauty.’’ They all gave me a big hug and I shut down the television. ‘’Hey boys, give me your iPod or something.’’ Liam threw over his iPhone and I plugged it into my iDock putting it on its maximum.

‘’Okay I’m going first!’’ I pulled the sundress over my head and I rushed to the hole in my glass wall where the slide was situated. I jumped in it and slid down, waiting for the water to surround me.

A loud splash sounded and I rushed to the surface. The indoor pool was big and looking out on the big garden, which had an outdoor pool. The big window like wall had a door to the garden for when it was too hot to swim inside. The cool thing was there was another portal like door in the glass, which made the pool continue into the garden.

The walls were white and decorated with a large aquarium, covering the half of the wall. The slide ended in the middle of the pool and there were some wave machines in the sides of the pool.  There was a small diving board and a big stairs, which led from deep to un-deep onto the tile floor, which let to a big terrace like place.

On the terrace there were sunbeds situated, a Jacuzzi and two saunas. There where cool sides to his house. A lot. The whole house was cool. The boys soon followed after me, having fun and splashing around.

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So here Isabelle looks like a spoiled brat living in a dream house. She is everything but but you will get to know how she is in the second chapter. I just like to put my dreamhouse in here hahahaha :D So let me know what you think so far and to the side the front of the house.