~Chapter 3~ (Stormie's P.O.V)
It took two painfully long hours for Rydar and Eden to coax and convince me to go to the concert. They tried everything in the book, and eventually, I agreed.
"I'm only doing this for her. I'm going to try to get an autograph, and I'm gonna dig it in the ground next to her grave." I said resentfully. Pushing myself off my bed, I went and tucked the tickets in the frame of my mirror.
They looked at me astonished. Eden flipped her blonde locks and started doing a little happy dance. Rydar, on the other hand, was shaking her head wearily, her green eyes piercing me furiously, although I could see a slight cocky smile on her lips.
"You made us go through all that trouble!" Rydar hissed, "but I'll let you go cool, 'cos I'm FINALLY GONNA MEET ZAYN MALIK!" She yelled, now dancing with Eden, her glossy raven black waves bouncing around her waist.
I rolled my eyes. I was trying to remember who my sister and I liked. I think she liked the fatherly one. I frowned. Who was it that I had liked?
"Well, you'll finally have your Zayn, but I'll have Niall! I'll go to Nandos with him, and I'll have pork and he'll have chicken, and- ahh," Eden sighed dreamily, her large, brown eyes had a vacant look in them. I only shook my head at her.
"Who's the fatherly serious one? He's also one of the taller ones," I asked, my eyebrows creased in concentration. The duo stared at me in shock.
"The one you're talking about is Liam Payne. The other tall one, he has curly hair, is Harry Styles. The oldest, yet most immature is Louis Tomlinson," Eden answered, shaking her head sadly.
"And the other two are Zayn Malik and Niall Horan. Zayn's the black haired one, the quiet and mysterious one. Niall's the blonde one, the cute Irish one," Rydar finished for Eden. Eden had frowned, when Rydar called Niall "cute".
I think I remember who I used to like. I pulled open one of my desk drawers, and took out my sister's iPod touch. I plugged it in the iHome that rested on my desk.
Rydar and Eden screamed with joy, hugging me, while jumping up and down, when I pulled up the boys' album. "Gotta be You", started blasting through the speakers.
" Girl I see it in your eyes you're disappointed,
'Cause I'm the foolish one that you anointed with your heart,
I tore it apart,
And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence,
And no woman in the world deserves this,
But here I am asking you for one more chance,
Can we fall one more time?
Stop the tape and rewind,
Oh and if you walk away,
I know I'll fade,
'Cause there is nobody else."
I closed my eyes. I remember the midnights, were my sister and I couldn't fall asleep, and how these lyrics always helped us fall asleep.
A tear fell down my cheek as for once in a very long time, I started singing along. Remembering her presence, her laugh, her death glares, her blonde hair that I always envied.
I smiled to myself, and my best friends joined in, actually singing off-key, while I sang perfectly. It was the one thing my sister was jealous about me. The thought made my insides warm. Then the song changed.
" He takes your hand,
I die a little,
I watch your eyes,
And I'm in riddles,
Why can't you look at me like that?
When you walk by I try to say it,
But then I freeze and never do it,
My tongue gets tied, the words get trapped,
I hear the beat of my heart getting louder,
Whenever I'm near you,
But I see you with him slow dancing,
Tearing me apart, 'cause you don't see,
Whenever you kiss him, I'm breaking,
Oh how I wish that was me,"
This song was my favorite, explaining my wholesome jealousy of my elder sister. She was popular, she had the world in the palm of her hand. Then a knocking at my door startled us.
"Come in!" Rydar and I yelled in unison. The door opened. It was Rydar's gay older brother, Tanner.
"Tanner! Whatcho doin' here?!?" Rydar shrieked, immediately jumping up.
"Mum's the word." He replied grimly. His green eyes sparkled in the dim light.
"No! Not already! Atleast join us!" Rydar begged, already on her knees. Her eyes were pleading.
It was quite amusing to watch Rydar and Tanner retort back and forth. The siblings orginally grew up in England, they only moved here three years ago. So with thier accents, it was quite funny to watch.
"Fine! I'll stay, but we sooo have to watch a movie!" Tanner yelled, with a smirk.
Eden groaned. Whenever the four of us watched, Tanner, always let out all of his emotions on Eden. It was usually hilarious to watch Eden's reactions.
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We had decided to watch "The Help", and sure enough, Tanner had sobbed, laughed, and screamed in Eden's ear.
Tanner stared at me. It was quite frankly, making me uncomfortable. He ran his hand through his perfectly styled, purplish-black, quiff.
"You know, she was one of my best friends," He said softly, "And it would've killed her to see you like this."
I stared at him. Then my dad walked in, as if by mistake.
"Ladies and erm, Tanner, you need to go home," He said blankly, turning to me, "Your mother and I would like to talk to you in here."
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Unforgettable
FanficStormie Lewis is sure to make a everlasting mark, on the curly haired boy, Harry Styles without even meaning to. Haunted by her sister's death, Harry manages to pull her out of her never ending depression without a clue. A simple plea for help, lead...