Lily's P.O.V
I had been called into the headteacher's office once again. It had been the third time that week and it was only Thursday. The only reason I didn't get sent there on the Tuesday was becuase I skipped school with Lola, Ebony, Keenan and Logan to go to the cinema to watch The Fault In Our Stars. Half way through the film, Lola was already in floods of tears. But we kind of expected it because she cries at everything.
"Take a seat Miss Styles." Ms. Dawson, the school receptionist, said to me. I sat on one of the hard, plastic chairs that were lined up along one of the walls of the reception office. I threw my school bag on to one of the chairs, making a loud bang causing Ms. Dawson to give me one of her world famous death glares. "You can go in now." Ms. Dawson said, using the same monotone voice she'd used with me before. I grabbed my bag and trudged into Mrs Jackson's, the headteacher's, office.
"Really, Lily? Again? This is the third time this week!" Mrs Jackson said, as I walked into her office and sat down on one of her much-more-comfortable-than-the-ones-in-the-receptions-office chairs infront of her desk. "Wow! You've been counting? Now that shows how much commitment you put into our relationship." I said, smirking. "This isn't a laughng matter, Lily. You've already been suspended three times this year, I'm afraid I'm going to have to expel you." she said. The smirk soon slipped from my face. "I can see behind this bad girl nonsense, Lily. What I see is a fifteen-year-old girl, who really does care. Who is actually very intelligent. Who hides behind her bad reputation and decides to act stupid and dumb in a way to catch peoples attention." she continued when she realised that I wasn't going to say anything, "I've rang your brother to come and collect you. I'm sorry to say that this will be your last day attending St. Joseph's Secondary Academy, we-". "You're not sorry!" I shouted at her, hot tears streaming down my face, "You're glad I'm leaving! I bet you've been planning this all along! You couldn't give a shit!". "Lily-" she started, but she didn't get to finish becuase I grabbed my bag and ran out of that place.
I'd made it to the car park, but I wasn't watching where I was going and I ended up running into someone. "Oh, sorry." I said, looking up, only to realise who it was, "Shit!" I said, trying to run away but he caught hold of me. "Lily, you can't just scream and cry and run away like you always do when you get into trouble." he said. "Yes I can! Now, let go of me!" I shouted at him, trying to escape from his grasp. "Harry, let go!" I said. "Only if you get in the car and don't run away from me." Harry said. "Okay." I said, giving up altogether. He let go of me and I jumped into the front seat of his Range Rover. I turned around to put my bag on one of the backseats, only to find 3 people already sat in them. I knew them three people, Luke Hemmings, Ashton Irwin and Niall Horan. "Hey Lily!" Niall said, smiling. I didn't say hi back, I didn't say anything. I wasn't really in the mood to talk. Harry started the car up. Seeing as though he hadn't brought it up, I'm guessing Mrs Jackson hadn't told him that I'd been expelled from school.
"Um, Lil?" Harry said. "Hm." I said, signalling for him to continue. "Um, you need to pack, remember, for the tour." he said, but I knew him too well to know that that was all he needed to tell me. "Is that it?" I said, quietly, slightly annoyed. "Oh, and the lads are staying at ours tonight." he said. I turned and looked in the back where Ashton, Luke and Niall were, then turned back to Harry. "Which lads?" I asked, suspiciously. "Um, Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn, Luke, Ash, Calum, Mikey, Sandy, Dan, Josh and Jon." he replied. "Harry, there'll be fourteen of us!" I said, "There won't be enough room for everyone!" I said. "Hey, chill out. We've got three spare rooms with a double and a single bed in each, we've got two sofas in the living room and we've both got a spare bed in our own rooms." he said, he'd obviously had it all planned out. "I'm not sharing my room with one of the lads." I demanded. "Aw, Lil! Luke was going to volunteer!" I heard Ashton say from the backseats, him and Niall laughing. "Hey!" Luke shouted. "Don't worry, Lil, I'm sleeping in your room." said Harry, being jokingly over-protectively. This made Ash and Niall laugh even more.
After about 15 minutes of being in a hot Range Rover, we finally arrived at mine and Harry's apartment. When we got inside we found 9 boys (all of the ones Harry had said except Niall, Ashton and Luke) sprawled out along the sofas and on the floor watching the TV. I went and sat on the only armchair in the room and Harry sat on one of the sofas on the side closest to me. Everything was okay, then I remembered I had something to tell Harry. "Um, Harry?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Lily?" he said, making everyone in the room turn and look at me. "Did Mrs Jackson tell you that I will no longer be attending St. Joseph's Secondary Academy?" I said, quietly. "WHAT?" Harry shouted, jumping up from his seat on the sofa, not caring about the 12 other people in the room. I stayed silent. "You're expelled?" he said, quietening down a little bit. I nodded my head. "Lily! You've already been expelled from two schools in the past 3 years! You need to stop acting like a stupid little bitch!" he said. "I don't!" I argued. "Yes you do! You've been like this ever since you started living with me! Maybe I should let go and move back with Mikaila!" he said. "No! I don't want to move back in with my mum!" I shouted. See, me and Harry were only half-siblings. We had the same dad but different mums. Mikaila was my mum. Her and my (and Harry's) dad were never married, but they were together for quite a while. When they broke up- when I was 10- my dad moved quite far away from where he lived with me and my mum. But he still wanted to see me, so every week I would travel to and from each of their houses. That was for 2 years until they realised that it was too much for me. They decided it would be best if they only stayed at one of each of their houses, so they had a court battle- over me. Harry saw how much I was struggling because I loved both of my parents so much, so he decided to join the court battle too. He was 18 at the time- and I was 12- so, technically, he was old enough to look after me. For some reason, Harry was the one to get custody over me so I've lived with him from that day forward.
"Then what am I going to do? 'Cos what I'm doing now, sure as hell, isn't working!" he said, "Just, just go and pack for the tour." he said. "Harry-" I started. "I said go and pack! Please just listen to at least listen to one thing I tell you to do!" he shouted, obviously now really pissed off with me. I stood up and stormed up the stairs to my room, slamming the door behind me. I started packing; after about 10 minutes, someone knocked on my bedroom door. I didn't answer it because I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone. The door opened and I saw Niall walk in. "Ya know, you could've just said come in." he said. I gave him a small smile. He sat on the spare bed, across from my own bed that I was sat on. "Come on, Lil, you know Harry's been under a lot of stress lately from, both, looking after you and preparing for the tour. He's been trying so hard to make everything perfect so a) you'll be safe, b) so you'll enjoy yourself and not get bored to death and c) so he an do his job and not have to worry about you the whole time." I nodded my head, understanding how hard Harry had to work to look after me and do his job at the same time. Niall got up and gave me a hug. "Honestly, Lil, you're nothing but trouble."
