One Hell Of A Life

chapter one: set up to make up.

Em POV:

I pulled up at the humongous Sidemen House, in awe of it as I always am when I go there - it's just far too big. They have a pool, goddamn it. Inside. I mean, I'm not surprised, what with all the money they have. Clothing line, a YouTube channel dedicated to all seven of them together. And a second channel. And their own channels. And second channels for those, too. And the fan accounts...

Up your game, Em.

And so I made my way up to the door, after locking my blue Ferrari 458 Italia and shoving my phone into my jacket pocket, along with my car keys. I knocked three times, then shuffled backwards politely.

After a few seconds, Vik answered the door.
"Hey!" I grinned widely.
"Oh, hi, Em!" Vik mirrored my expression as I stepped inside.
"How've you been?" I asked.
"I've been great, thanks. Yourself?" He replied, shutting the door behind me and walking through to the kitchen.
"I'm chill." I told him.

"What's up, Joshua?" I greeted Josh.
"Not much. How you doing?" Josh cracked open a Red Bull, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"I'm good, thanks. How's...?" I tried returning.

"EMMY!" A familiar voice interrupted us.
"SIMONÉ!" I shouted, turning to hug the lanky guy.
"You're here!" Simon wriggled from my grasp, looking me up and down, still holding me by the shoulders. A bit like your mum does on your first day of year seven.
"I am!" I laughed.

"How much were the shoes?" Harry immediately asked as he walked into the kitchen, knowing about my unhealthy shoe addiction.
"They were on offer. Cool, aren't they?" I smirked.
"You're avoiding the question." He points out.
"You don't need to know how much they cost." I protested.
"Yes, I do." He insisted.
"They were £450, then." I stuck my tongue out.
"Mad." Harry simply said, helping himself to a water bottle.

-

"YES!" Harry stood up, about to score on Fifa. "3-0, BITCH!" He yelled at Ethan.
"Fuck off." Ethan huffed, as extra time finished. "Want a go, Em?"
"Nah, I'm good. I'm going to get a drink, anyone want one?" I offered, standing up.
"Kopperberg, please, kid." Simon raised his hand.
"Stop calling me 'kid'." I said through gritted teeth.
"Same." Harry seconded.
"Red Bull, please." Vik requested.
"Me too." Josh told me
"Don't ask for much, will you." I smirked, turning into the kitchen.

As I gathered the three Red Bull's, my own bottle of water in my back pocket, and two Kopperberg cider's, I heard the front door open and click shut again.
"Freezy? That you?" I asked, not turning around.

"Em? What the fuck are you doing here?"

I froze, my eyes wide.
"Jide..." I took a sharp breath in, extremely unprepared to face him.
"I asked you a question, sis." He probed, sarcastically adding the 'sis'.
"Simon invited me over." I turned around, eyes fixed into a glare at my oldest brother.

JJ sighed and pushed past me, knocking me into the counter.
"What the hell, man?" I shouted after him.
"I swear to God-" JJ turned around, almost lurching at me. I shoved him to prevent him from taking a swing. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" He spat.
"DON'T FUCKING GO FOR ME, THEN!" I fired.

We both had each other at the collar.

"FUCKING LEAVE GO!" Jide snarled.
"YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE SOLID! ALL IT'S TOOK IS ONE FIGHT, JJ!" I cried.
"YOU CAN SHUT IT, LITTLE PRICK!" I saw the anger in his eyes. I'm sure I looked exactly the same.
"MAKE ME!" I yelled, just as pissed off.
"Woah, woah, woah! What's going on?" The boys bursted into the kitchen.
"Let go!" Josh yanked me away from JJ.

"Move!" I tried to push past Harry and Ethan who separated me and JJ.
"Yo, yo, yo, Em, calm down." Harry said, softly.

I looked around him, to see Simon holding JJ by the shoulders - as Josh was doing to me - and Vik speaking lowly to him in an attempt to calm him down.
"What's your problem with each other, anyways?" Ethan questioned.

The pair of us looked at the floor.

"Mmh? What is it?" Ethan repeated.

"Are you gunna explain?" JJ asked quietly. "Or shall I?" Never making eye contact.
"You can." I pushed.
"I don't want to." He made an excuse.
"For fuck's sake, you pussy. I will then." I huffed.

So I did.

I told them how my brother never texted back or even bothered to keep in touch with me, and then all of a sudden expected me to be in his Lamborghini video. I wasn't happy, but I let it slide and made my way to Southend from Watford. When I got there, he told me that they'd already shot the video, and didn't want me to stay over.

So I'd traveled back home. Without seeing anyone but JJ the whole day. A few months later, Deji called me. He told me that Jide had been bullshitting about me, telling lies about me to Mum and Dad, which I was not standing for. He told them all these disgusting lies; ones about me actually drinking and being a huge bully to the girls. So I spoke to mum and dad about it, and they weren't happy with JJ.

Jide took all of his anger out on me. He sent me harassing messages, saying all sorts of snarky and nasty stuff. I confronted him, and he told me that I wasn't good enough, told me that I'm a liar and a bitch, that I'm not his sister.

"JJ, you fucking cunt." Ethan turned around, extremely serious for once.
"How fucking dare you?" Harry agreed.
"Why'd you do it, Jide?" I asked calmly, but I still felt the anger boiling inside me.
"I was insecure. I put on a cocky, arrogant, overconfident personality to hide who I can sometimes become. I try to kid myself. If I can be like that in videos, it'll reflect on the way that everyone thinks of me.

"And, I mean, it's paid off, hasn't it?" JJ finished.
"Yeah. Sure. I guess you could say that." I looked up at him, only to find him staring straight back.
"Em?"
"What?"
"I'm, um, I-I'm sorry." Jide managed to spit out.
"KSI APOLOGISED? WHAT IS THIS?" Vik exclaimed, making us all chuckle a bit.

"Oh, yeah. Sure." I rolled my eyes, but something inside me felt that he was serious.
"I mean it. I'm tired of everything, I'm tired of falling out and having stuff against others." He began walking around the kitchen island, and I slightly edged closer to him. Soon, he pulled me into a bear hug, something from him that I hadn't felt in years.
"Emmy, I'm sorry for everything." JJ said into my shoulder.
"I forgive you, Jiddle." I let out a breath that I didn't know that I was holding.

"I love you, bro." I squeezed him closer to me.
"I love you too, sis." He replied. Then: "Wanna come to Vegas with us?"
"WHAT?" I jumped backwards, completely and utterly baffled. "You're joking."
"Am not. You can have Lois' ticket, since we broke it off when the trip was booked. You'd be bunking with me, mind-" Jide began, but I cut him straight off.
"JJ, I'M GOING TO VEGAS! I'M GOING TO LAS VEGAS!" I jumped around the kitchen.

"Who else is going?" I asked immediately, as we all sat down around the kitchen table.
"You want a list?" Simon smirked. I shoved his arm.
"Yeah!" I shook my head. I meant it sarcastically, but he gave me one anyway.

"So, theres you, JJ, Harry, Tobi, Cal and Cal, Ethan, Josh, Vik, Emily, Freya, Talia, and me, obviously. Saz is coming like a day later; she's got a show for Women's Day." He answered.
"Better start packing, Em, we leave in four days." Josh informed.
"Four days?" My eyes widened. "Woah - time's flying by."
"Tell me about it. It's already been about a week since I last saw Dej." JJ sighed. "So, you're up for it?"
"Of course!"
"I'll get Lois' name changed to yours, in that case. The flight's at 6pm on Saturday. I'll come pick you up." He told me.
"Sounds like a plan." I replied.

And so, I passed Josh and Ethan a Red Bull each, and Simon and Harry their Kopperberg's.

I'm going to Las Vegas. WHAT THE FUCK??

a/n:

the official start of One Hell Of A Life. i hope you enjoyed it.

lee x