Well this is something I don't see everyday. I finally woke up from a long nap, and in front of my bed I see a giant stuffed carrot with a red velvet cake next to it sitting on the counter. The only thing i could think is dafuq? Yes, probably anyone would think that. The smell of that cake was so yummy, I felt like it was calling my name so I can take a big bite out of it. I got off of my bed and walked over to the counter with the cake and the stuffed carrot.
When I was staring at the cake, I felt warm arms around me. More than one. I smiled. The warmth of the hug sent chills.
'Aw.. you guys!! You didn't have to get this cake!!" I wined, as a joke.
I look up again and Niall was there. I looked straight into his eyes those beautiful green eyes, got on my tippy toes and kissed him touching his warm soft lips. I even heard some "aww's. Which caused me to start laughing. I turned my head towards the dark brown colored door as it slammed. I turned back to the boys, with a confused stare. Was that Lou? It was! Why did he leave like that, slamming the door loudly? Was he angry? Why? So many questions running through my head.. But the best question I ever asked was:
"Warz dat fluffing Boaboar?" I asked. In what language did I just speak? Oh god, what's wrong with me?! Do I need to learn how to speak English again? I'm so stupid... Why do I get so weak when something involves Louis?
___ 3 months later/ December 20th __
"What the hell do you want dad?" I asked. As most people may think, "oh my gosh! why are you so rude to your dad?!" Well this happened because as I've said before, ever since the divorce I became more distant from my dad. Before mum and dad decided to get divorced, we could have been considered the closest father and daughter ever, but now we fight over almost everything. He drinks more, he won't even give me a dollar. He says I have to be more responsible and get a job since I'm graduating in July. Since 3 months passed, let me update you with everything that happened and changed me. Just one thing.. Remember when I promised myself to not change or let people change me? I broke that promise. So on with the "update", in high school for me, I'm the biggest outcast in my grade. Every average or popular girls have natural long hair, they think natural curls with short hair is ugly.Curly hair is okay if it's done with a curling iron, that's the only excuse. So now I straighten my hair, getting it "burned" and damaged more and more everyday, and I wear extensions. But they know that it's not my real hair so I still get bullied by it. Yeah there's another thing, I get bullied. Both physically and mentally, here's a better detailed way: I get made fun of the popular girls everyday, every time they see me. They'd either make fun of me or put their lunch on my head or down my shirt.. All kinds of terrible thing you can imagine.. But wait, here's an even worse one..
The popular guys beat me up. Beat up as in punch me, kick me treating me as a punching bag. I come home everyday with a purple eye ( if that's what its called), bruises, bloody lip, all kinds of things like that. After I finally come home, my dad is at work until late at night so I just do my homework and usually go on the computer for a while, and cry myself to sleep because I get hated on twitter and all those rumors about me. My mom and everyone else who are fans of One Direction expect me to super close with them talking or video chating everyday or saying how much I miss my boyfriend, brother and best friends. The truth is I don't talk to them. I became more distant, it's not because I chose to. I was forced and threatened not to speak to them. Those popular girls in my school they found out that I'm dating Niall and I'm super close with One Direction.. So they've decided to have the popular guys to threaten to beat me and Joey up so bad that we will end up in the hospital for a minimum of 1 month.
I gave them my phone so they can delete them from my contacts, went on my twitter and unfollowed them. Everything that included One Direction and me: all deleted. Joey. He's was and is still my best guy friend that I've had from every since I was 3 years old. He also lived in England, being my neighbor but eventually he moved to the U.S.A. This is why my dad and I are now living in the same town as Joey.. Because I didn't want to be away from him. He was closer to me than I was with Harry.. just a little bit. Since most of the time before I was in the U.S with my dad and Harry was with my mom in the UK.
"Well you rude little thing. Clean the house because your mother, Harry and his friends are going to visit for Christmas." He smirked. He knew everything. But how? We may not know.
I stopped breathing, my heart stopped for a second. Harry is going to come, and his best friends. I cannot be here. Maybe I can go to Joey's house and stay there? I'm there almost all the time so I hope he won't mind. He will probably not since he knows what will happen when the guys at school find out that One Direction was hanging out with me. We're going to end up in the hospital so that's not good..
"I-I-I can't" I stuttered badly. I ran out of the house, onto the beach which was right in front of the beach house. I didn't think straight at this moment, so I dialed the number I knew by heart.
"Hello?" The British voice on the other line said.
"Uhh.." I instantly realized what number I just called, and hung up.. I took a glance at my phone and texted Joey to meet me at the beach, he knew everything. He always made me feel better. I hope he does this time, because I'm crying my eyes out.
__Louis' Point of View__
I was sitting with Liam, Harry, Niall, Zayn and Eleanor watching a movie, just the usual since we don't see Eleanor too much due to the tours. That's when my phone vibrated. The screen name it said was "Shorty:)". My eyes got wide. We all tried to contact her since the middle of September! I can't believe this. I instantly picked it up.
"Hello?" I answered. Everyone looked at me confused. Confused as in what happened because 5 seconds later I put the phone away from my ear, because she hung up. Starring at phone while everyone is bombing me with questions asking who it was. I was so shocked, she called me.We've been trying to talk to for a quite a while. But we were all so excited when Harry's mom said we can all come to her dad's house for the holidays and my birthday. I can finally see Kat, I miss her so much.. I can't even describe it. I'm sure everyone misses her a lot, but not as much as me...
"It was Kathy" I finally told my curious fellow friends and girlfriend. But now I was bombarded with even more questions like "what did she say?" "Was it really Kathy?" "Call her back, why was the conversation so short!"
I can answer most of those questions, except for the last one. "Why was the conversation so short?" I'm asking myself this question too. She just called, and hung up... I hope she's okay...
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So there you go guys!
This chapter is a little more abusive much. If that's how I can put it. I wanted to make this slightly different, so yeah. There is the picture of Joey on the side!
Another thing, if you give me a recommendation for the next chapter then you'll be dedicated in the next one! Also I cannot think of any person to be the character of Kathy! Please help me out. But not anyone like Demi Lovato since she'll be a character in the future.
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