Gabriella POV
                              Ah, flat sweet flat. 
                              I had disguised myself on the plane.
                              What's this? Waking up to the kitchen Island I saw a TEEN VOUGE magazine.
                              On the cover... Was Liam kissing a girl with brunette curls, but she didn't look like she enjoyed it. It was Danielle.
                              Danielle... She was being forced to kiss Liam.
                              The head line cover was: WHAT HAPPENED TO MYSTERIOUS BRUNETTE, LIAM KISSED IN LONDON?
                              A picture of me was next to it.
                              The boys would be back in a couple weeks.
                              I'll show them, I'll show them all.
                              I don't care what Niall thinks anymore, he will just have to fucking deal like the rest of the boys. Liam dealt with it, so can he. I threw the magazine down and grabbed Zayns keys to his black Ferrari.
                              I grabbed my wallet and left my phone on the counter.
                              I stormed out and into the parking garage.
                              I opened his car door and slammed it shut when I got in.
                              I shook my head and started it, driving to the hair salon.
                              I walked in, and had to wait about five minutes.
                              "Oh... You were that girl Liam kissed." The woman who was styling my hair mentioned.
                              "Yeah." I grumbled.
                              "I feel sorry for ya Hun."
                              "Me and Liam got into a huge fight before he left. I don't really care, Danielle, I've known her since I was really little."
                              I explained.
                              "Okay, what do you want done with your hair?"
                              "Dye it black please." I said.
                              When she was done I smirked at the results.
                              "24.63 pounds." She said. I handed her 25.
                              "Keep the change!" I called, walking out.
                              I pushed my newly black hair up into a bun, and continued walking down the street. It wasn't until about ten minutes I was at the park.
                              I sat on a bench, thinking. I was forgetting something... Oh.... My braces. I'm not sure if a paparazzi was watching or what because when I snapped the braces smiling and showing my teeth I heard a click.
                              I reached into my pocket and pushed in my lip ring smiling. 
                              I heard another click and it sounded like a iPhone starting to record. I looked around until I found a small lens in a bush. I stood up and walked to it.
                              "What the fuck are you doing?"
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Don't Judge A Person By Their Cover (One Direction FanFiction)
FanfictionNobody knows the real me, yet. I want to continue what I do... Be a rebel. I don't want what I know is to happen one day. My twin brother Niall will tell me I can't, he will find some way to hold me back from doing so.
 
                                               
                                                  