Chapter 2.

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Hi, everyone! ( again, I doubt that anyone is reading this bc I'm a crappy writer ) I just realized how short the last chapter was! And I thought it was too long! sorry, guys. I'm kind of knew to writing stories here on Wattpad. I always write my stories in notebooks and not let anyone read them. So yeahh, hope you enjoy this chapter!

I pressed the home button on my phone to call Elle. I was scrolling through my contacts to realize that I had a text from an unknown number. What it read made my eyes widen with fear...

"Hey! I found your account on twitter, and I think that you look sooo much like Louis Tomlinson! Are you a One Direction fan?"

I decided not to answer her question, because it would seem suspicious. But I did decide to reply to her text to try to convince them that I was not related to Louis in any way. I was also obviously going to ask how they got my number.

"Hi! Thanks, love but I'm not related to Louis... How did you get my number?"

I was surprised on how fast they texted back. Like danggggg, they texted this to me over an hour ago.

"Oh! I follow this other girl named Vanessa Robins! She gave out your phone number to all of her followers, because she does post a lot of One Direction related stuff on her account! So yeah, she just gave it to us!"

Right when I read that text, my blood started to boil.

Vanessa Robins used to be best friends with Elle and I. Until a falling out we had that I don't want to mention right now. Anyways, we are practically enemies, now. She's the most popular girl in school, and she doesn't know I'm related to Louis. Did I mention that Louis is also her favourite from the band?

I started to text back when my sister Felicite ( Fizzy ) barged into my room without even asking. Which is something I'm quite used to by now, because all of my sisters do this. However, It can get quite aggravating at times.

"Yes?" I blurted out

"I need you to drive me to Candice's house." She replied.

Before you say, I know I'm only 15, however, I started driver's training when I was just 14, so I somehow managed to get my license early.

"Now's not the time." I practically snapped because I was still very mad about what Vanessa did.

"Now is the time." She replied coldly, giving me an icy look.

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

That's when my mom barged into my room. ( again )

"What's all the arguing about?" She asked.

"Lottie won't drive me to Candice's!" Fizzy whined, pointing at me.

"Lottie, drive your sister to her friend's house!" she snapped.

I groaned as I got up from my bed, and grabbed the car keys. I guess I could say goodbye to the plans I had with Elle.

I threw my purse over my shoulder and stomped out the door.

I entered the driver's seat of the car, and twisted the keys in it to start the engine once Fizzy got in.

The drive to her friends house is about 45 minutes long. Which is too long for me to be driving in the same car, alone with fizz.

I stopped at a stop light to ask fizz a question when I noticed her looking in the car mirror, putting on mascara.

"Why are you putting that on?" I asked, as I put my foot on the gas.

"Why do you care?!" She snapped, continuing to put it on.

"I care because you are only 11 years old! You shouldn't be wearing makeup at this age!" I replied, still keeping my eyes on the road.

"It's none of your freaking concern!" She replied, putting away her mascara, and crossing her arms.

"Whatever..." I mumbled back, too tired to deal with this right now. Although, I was going to get to the bottom of this on the car ride home.

I decided to turn the radio on. Taylor swift immediately came on. It was you belong with me. I was quite happy as I quite like Taylor.

I quickly looked over at Fizz again and noticed that she was still crossing her arms, with a quite irritated look on her face. Why was she acting like such a brat? I hope she doesn't become one of those stuck up teenagers.

I turned of the radio, because I was not going to let this go on any longer. I opened my mouth to speak, but she beat me to it.

"I said it's none of your business!" She quipped

That right there got me pretty mad.

"It is too my business because you are wearing makeup and you're eleven! When I was eleven I still played with freaking Barbie dolls!" I said, still paying attention to the road.

"Why should I tell you! You're just my sister!" She said, shooting me a death glare.

"Tell. Me. Now." I replied

"I said no! I'm not budging!" She said, crossing her arms.

I saw a gas station up ahead and I decided to stop there. I needed to make direct eye contact with her, and not get into a car accident.

I turned on my turn signal and pulled into the gas station. Fizz's eyes widened like saucers.

"Why are we here?!" She asked

"Because we need to get to the bottom of this. And we are not leaving until you tell me why you are wearing mascara." I said calmly, turning the car engine off.

"Oh my gosh! Why do you have to make such a big deal out of it?!" She snapped.

"Because. Now start talking." I said, crossing my arms, raising an eyebrow.

"Not. Budging." Was all she said back.

"Then I guess we're not going anywhere. We'll sleep in here if we have to." I threatened.

"Oh my god! Fine I'll tell you!" She said, throwing her arms up in the air.

I raised an eyebrow once again.

"B-but, you have to promise not to tell mom." She replied back, fiddling with her fingers.

She was clearly nervous. But about what?

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing was coming out of it.

"Go on." I said

"Ugh! Fine! Why do you have to be so pushy?! I have a crush on Candice's twin brother, okay?" She said, immediately blushing.

My eyes widened, and a smirk appeared onto my mouth. I opened my mouth to say something, but she beat me to it, once again.

"Don't say ANYTHING!" She said, crossing her arms, and turning her head to look out the window.

I figured the rest of the car ride was going to be completely silent, so once I pulled out of the gas station, I turned on the radio to break the awkwardness.



Hey, everyone! I hope you liked this chapter! I kinda liked it... Anyways, I hope it's not to short! Tell me what you think of the chapter, and what you think is going to happen next. Byeeeeee!

-Mia :D






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