Ignored, Betrayed, and Forgotten (A 1D FanFic) [SLOW UPDATES]

Day 2;

-WAY unedited-

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Louis' POV

Morning came around and we all got up, unsure of what to do.

It's really awkward since we almost all hate each other....

Plus that fight last night between Paige and Jasmine was not helping. The tension was thicker than gravy right now.

So here we are, all sitting in the living room, not sure of what to do, or say.

Paige seemed annoyed.

Same with Jasmine.

Bridget wasn't talking (big surprise there).

Lily was caring for Avery.

Faith was carefully eyeing everything, bouncing her knee up and down. A sign that she was nervous.

And us guys are awkwardly sitting here.

"Sooo...." Liam spoke, attempting at conversation. Bridget glares at him. But he pays no attention.

"How's school?" Harry asks, to no one in particular.

My sister rolls her eyes. Responding nonetheless. "Sucks ass. Apparently it's frowned upon for cussing out the principle and slapping a teacher. And they also banned graffiti! What the fuck? What kind of school doesn't approve of art?"

Jasmine scoffs. And I nervously look between the two. Not wanting another fight like last night to break out.

"The kind that doesn't approve of vandalism" she retorts.

Paige just glares at Zayn's twin.

"What was that...? Meth head." She spat.

Jasmine's glare was hard, and then she goes to pounce but Bridget holds her back. Paige stands up smirking at the Bradford girl.

"Aw is someone too weak?" My devious sister smirks and attempts pouncing on Jasmine. Faith holds her down though. Letting the girl sit on her lap.

"Shh, quiet down Paige. Just, shhh" I stare confusingly at the two. Paige was calming down, while Faith was stroking her hair and whispering kind and comforting words.

I look over to Harry and he has that same fond look I had. But then I just shrug, and he copies my motion.

Another awkward silence fills, along with glares between Jasmine and Paige.

"I'm hungry."

I roll my eyes and face palm.

"Really Niall?" Harry turns to meet Niall's gaze.

"What? It's morning and no one has cooked me breakfast yet. Of course I'm hungry." The Irish man rolls his eyes and slumps in his seat.

Copying his movements, Lily did the same, shaking her head afterwards and muttering. "Of course, spoiled little rich kid."

Niall glares at his twin.

"What?"

Lily once again rolls her eyes. "You heard me." Was her only response. My eyes wander to the two of them. Wondering if there was gonna be another fight in this house.

"Speak up will ya? I don't understand whore." All of our jaws drop.

Nialler.... Oh Nialler... What did you do?