You're All I Ever Wanted And More....

My name's Janelle. I'm 16 year's old and I go to high school in New York City. My brother is the most popular guy in school. He gets all the girls along with his 4 best friends. You see, everyone cares about Harry Styles but when it comes down to me, Janelle Styles... I could kill myself and not one person in my school would notice or even worse care. My brother doesn't want to ruin his rep so just like everyone else he bully's me. I just deal with it.. because he's my brother. His 4 best friends use to be my best friends as well. I was always closer to Zayn. He always understood me and helped me. But now that they're all grown up, I'm nothing but a stupid little junior. ***THE BOYS ARE NOT FAMOUS IN THIS***

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23. Chapter 20

***Janelle's POV***

It was like she forced her hand into my chest and ripped out my heart. I felt like everything stopped. The words repeated in my head over and over and over again. I felt the sweat dripping down my face. It was as all the anger inside of me was boiling. I opened my mouth to protest.. but I couldn't. I looked at Harry who had a disgusted look on his face.

"I'm going to stay with Aunt Kristina." I muttered. "I don't want to be apart of the wedding. I want absolutely nothing to do with you two." 

"I'm going with her." Harry locked his fingers with mine. I felt Zayn tense up next to me.

"You can wait in my room if you want." I whispered to him. He nodded and made his way upstairs.

"Can we tal-"

"No we cannot fucking talk about this." I cut my mom off. "In what world did you ever think we were going to accept this mom?" I sent her a death glare. "I swear you're so stupid."

"Don't you dare fucking talk to me like I'm on of your fucking friends!" She sent her hand across my cold face. I quickly stood up and shoved her away from me. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and dragged me up to my room.

"What type of fucking mother are you?!" I screamed directly towards her while Harry dragged me up the stairs. He shoved my off into my room.

"Be ready by tomorrow morning. We're leaving at 11." He whispered to me and disappeared into his room. Zayn was sitting on my bed, on his phone.

"You should go to your house. I'm sure your mom misses you." I sighed. I threw myself down onto the bed.

"You're retarded if you honestly think I'm leaving you." He chuckled. I giggled and turned my face left to look at him. He was sitting up looking down at me. I smiled at him. "What?" He cocked his eyebrows up at me.

"I love you." I laughed. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. He layed down next to me and wrapped his arms around my back. He pulled me into him. "You smell good." I giggled whilst taking a wiff of his sent.

"I try just for you." He said in a sassy tone. I laughed and kisses him on the lips softly. "Where does your aunt live?" His tone changed. He sounded concerned and said.

"Not far. She lives by our school. So about a 45 minute drive from here." I smiled at him.

"Okay good. Just making sure bae." He pecked my nose with his lips.

...

I finished up in the shower. Harry took my luggage bags down to the car while I was in the shower. I did my make-up quickly and threw my make up back into my purse. I also threw in my toothbrush and my hair brushes. I changed into this shirt that Kristina had gotten me for  Christmas. It was black and it said "FUCK" but instead of the C it was the Chanel logo. I put on my stripped skinny jeans and black motorcycle boots. I added a light blue beanie because my hair was really wavy today. I threw on my leather jacket and made my way downstairs.  (http://www.polyvore.com/leaving_to_aunts/set?id=70290492)

"Janelle.." My mom stood up from the couch.

"I don't care." I snapped at her and made my way out. Harry was in his car and Zayn was in the passenger seat. I climbed in. He took off quickly, causing my to almost hit my head on the back of Zayn's seat. We laughed. I looked back at the house. My mom was standing outside watching us go. i sighed.

"You alright?" Zayn asked me. He was looking at me through the rear view mirror. I smiled at him.

"Just happy to be leaving. Can you turn it up? I love this song." I started singing along to the song on the radio. 

...

"Krise!" I squealed. I threw my arms around her. "God I missed you!" You see, Kristina is my aunt but throughout me and Harry's life she has always been way more than that. I don't consider her like a mother, I guess more like a sister. She's a person I can honestly REALLY talk to. "This is Zayn, you remember him right?" I asked her.

"Of course! You use to have a huge crush on him when you guys were in middle school." She laughed. I punched her arm softly and sarcastically smiled at Zayn. "Do you mind if I ask why you guys want to stay here? I'm just curious babe." She sounded concerned.

"We'll talk about it tonight after we get settled in." Harry kissed her on the cheek.

"Of course, no problemo! Sandwiches?" She smiled at us. We all nodded. She made her way into the kitchen. Zayn helped me with my luggage up into the guest room. "Oh no sweetie. I have a room for you and Harry! Remember?" She snuck up behind me.

"I thought you were making sandwiches." I giggled. "I forgot about those rooms. Thanks titi." I kissed her cheek. I pulled my luggage into the small pink room. I laughed. I changed a lot over the years. I use to live with her before, when our mother left us. I use to be head over heels for the Jonas Brothers back then. "You can go help out Harry if you want, I'm just gonna unpack." I kissed Zayn on the lips quickly. I heard the door shut and I sat on the bed. I stared at my posters. Those were the good days. Just Harry, my aunt, Angelica, Krysta, Zayn, Louis, Liam, Niall and I. We were all really close as kids. High school tore us apart. I'm glad that everything is okay now though. I giggled as a memory flowed into my mind.

Flashback: 

"Nick oh my god! I love you so much!" I squealed in Nick Jonas's face. He had this baby face that made my knees go weak. His hair was so curly and he had a million dollar smile. He laughed and kissed my cheek. "Can I get a picture with you?" I blushed.

"Yeah sure." He wrapped his arm around me. I reached my arm out and took a picture on my Blackberry. 

"Thank you Nick, I love you!" I hugged him quickly.

"Love you too!" He smiled at me before leaving to take pictures with other fans.

Present: I finished unpacking my clothes and put my suitcase in Kristina's storage closet. I took the last bite out of the sandwich that Krise had made me and walked over to Harry's room. I smiled at all the posters he had. Paramore, The Rolling Stones, Nirvana, The Ramones, Elvis, Coldplay and The Beatles. 

"Hey Zayn, you should head home. It's already 8." I frowned at him. "We have school tomorrow." I groaned.

"Yeah I know. I'll see you tomorrow bro." Zayn gave Harry a quick bro whatever the hell you call that and he walked over to me. I tangled my fingers with him and led him to the door. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. "Love you." He whispered against my lips. He pecked at my lips quickly.

"Love you too... See you tomorrow." I bit my lip. He walked out the door. It sucked that he had to take the train home. I skipped over to the living room and sat in between my aunt and Harry.

"So.." She shut off the TV. "Talk to me." She turned to face the both of us. I looked over at Harry. 

"Well we told you about what happened between mom and dad when we were younger.. We found out that they've been seeing each other again." Harry started.

"So that ticked us off. But I went to a party and I smoked... weed for the first time." I squeezed Harry's hand and kept my eyes shut to keep the tears from falling. "I thought Zayn took me up to the girls room and whatever but the guy I was with said 'I'm not Zayn' and drugged me. I woke up to Harry screaming. I was bare. I got raped." I took a deep breath in. "My mom decided to tell dad and she brought him over yesterday and well... I flipped out on him and to make it worse she announced that they were getting married." I opened my eyes. Krise's jaw hung open.

"I'm fucking ashamed to call her my sister! Come here you two!" She wrapped her arms around us. "I don't care. I'll fucking adopt you if thats what it takes. She's a bitch." My aunt mumbled. I giggled. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

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