Live while we're young, i want to be forever young.<3

Destrie, quiet and collected, her sister not so much. they cant stand eachother. but all of that started after a meeting with harry styles, returning in summers and failing at keeping a friendship. what happens when he is famous and transfers? what will her sister do? will destrie go back to her dangerous past?. read to find out!


4. chapter four.


"when will this torture end?!?!?" niall cried. Right as i was about to open my mouth the bell rang. "uhm. Im gonna guess now??" he pumped his hands in the air and ran to the locker room. I shook my head and made my way to the showers. We had 10 minutes to get fully ready, so i jumped in the shower and washed off the sweat and changed into my clothes. The wall blow dryer by the mirror and blew it through my hair then Putting it up into a messy bun. I stared at myself in the mirror. My bones dominating over my face. My face dropped. Touching my high cheek bones, feeling it poking out at my fingertips. Fixing make up i walked out.

Seeing niall just walking out too. His hair damp. "can you show me to the art room?" he asked. I nodded and walked with him side by side. My backpack hanging off my shoulders and books in hand. "so why are you guys here?" i asked. Curiosity getting the best of me, "we're on break and harry's parents let us borrow their vacation house" he said with a smile. Break? What? "what do you mean break?" he looked at me, shock written all over his face. "you seriously dont know?!" i shook my head. He was about to say something until we were intereupted by someone knocked into niall and giving him a bear hug. "NIALLER!" "hey-hey louis" he said with a huge smile. "oooo hittin up the ladys i see.." he said winking at niall. My mouth dropped into an 'o' shape. "actually lou. This is the famous dezzy" he smirked as my expression changed when he said the nickname harry gave me. "ohhhhhhhh!!! Well hello love! Im louis!" his smile was wide and genuine. "hey!"

instead of shaking my hand i was engulfed in a hug. He shook me side to side then dropped me on the ground. I straightened my clothes and gave him a wierd look. He shrugged with the grin still on his face. "i have to get to art destrie!" i sighed at this impatient boy standing next to me. "nice meeting you louis!" i shouted as we walked off. "yeah. He gets a wee bit excited" he chuckled. I shrugged but kept the smile on my face. "well here we are" i said with a grin pointing out the classroom. "thanks! Harry said you'll sit with us at lunch!" with that he walked off. I laughed to myself and made my way to ap writing.

God the next 4 classes took forever, so here i am waiting for harry and the rest of his friends. Not gonna lie i was nervous. They were taking too long, i walked into the lunch line and grabbed a piece of pizza and some fries. Putting a can of soda on my tray ad waited to pay. I heard someone scoffing behind me, i turned around and was met by piercing blue eyes that belonged to my sister. I rolled my eyes at her and ignored her glares. Placing 5 dollars in the lunch ladies hand and walked off. "hey dezzy" i turned to see a smirking harry. "you just HAD to tell them didnt you.." "basically" he grinned. We made our way to a vacant table and say down. I saw my sister looking at me from across the lunch room. Realizing he was sitting by  

Me. She got a look in her eyes and sauntered over. "omg!! Harry!" she squealed! He jumped at the sound of her high pitch voice. She stood behind him opening her arms for a hug. "oh hey ruth! Long time no see!" he returned the hug and sat back down "and what a shame" she pouted playfully at him. "urm. Yeaah" i felt my hands ball up into fists. Desperately needing an escape from the player i call my sister.

"RUTH!!!" one of her chipmunk voiced screamed. "well tata harry! Dont be a stranger" she winked at him. I snorted at her attempt, earning a glare from her. Her heels clicked against the tile. "good god.." he sighed in relief. "harry. This place is like a maze! How these americans can do it i will never understand!!" said a darker boy with his hair styled up into a quiff. Harry flicked his eyes to me, the other boy clearly not getting it. " i mean americans are so difficult" i put my hand up and waved a little " uhm. American at the table" his face turned to shock.

His expression was priceless. "oh-im so sorry love. I-" "zayn. This is destrie" he face palmed himself but conposed himself. "im such a dumbass.." he mumbled but stuck his hand out to shake mine " the names zayn." he gave a little awkward smile. Then i saw 3 more boys making their way over. Recognising louis and niall, the other boy having similar hair like harry but a mix between a dirty blonde and a sand brown. "hey destrie!" niall and louis sais at the same time. "ohhh so your destrie? Harry hasnt shut up about what you guys did since he found out we were coming here" said the sandy haired boy.

I blushed a little but smiled "im liam" i waved at him and stuck a fry in my mouth. I turned to see half my pizza gone and red sauce on harrys face. I shot him a glare. "really.. Must i tell them your nickname??" i warned. His eyes widened. "you wouldnt." "oh but i would" i smirked. "ooooo. Hazza has another nickname?" louis gushed. " he sure did! I called him styler because i caught his sister putting make up on him and his hair straight." my smirk grew as i saw him bang his head on the table repeatedly. The boys bursted into fits of laughter. Yeah. I won this one harry!

thanks for reading guys:) please spread the word about my books! most are one direction fanfics:) speaking of one direction. LIVE WHILE WE'RE YOUNG! the best song in the world:) just listening to it inspired me to write yet another story:) so proud of our boys<3 xx

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