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.



29. Chapter 24

***Janelle's POV***

I felt soft wet kisses on my shoulder. My eyes fluttered open to the beautiful sight of Zayn hovering over me.

"Good morning." He spoke softly. I let my fingertips linger down his back.

"Hi." I giggled.

"You know what today is?" He winked at me.

"Our 2 month anniversary." I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He dug his face into the crook of my neck and nibble on my sweet spot gently. "I love you." I whimpered into his ear.

"Mmm, I love you too." He smiled down at me and kissed me gently. "I'm staying home again today, so what do you want to do?" 

"How about we go on a date later on tonight and for the day we go to the museum. They have a new butterfly exhibit." I shrugged.

"Sounds cool, go get ready." He rolled off of me. I crawled out of the bed and walked over to my bathroom. I showered quickly and brushed my teeth. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and put on my undergarments. I tiptoed out of the bathroom into my room and opened my closet. I put on dark brown jeans with a light blue jean shirt. I added a caramel cardigan and put on my white Keds. ( I shut my closet and jogged downstairs. Zayn was sitting on the couch, dressed.

"Here. I made you poptarts." Zayn smiled at me whilst passing me a plate with two toasted poptarts on it. I sat down on the couch and ate them quickly. When I finished, we left the house and got onto his motorcycle. I wasn't fond of the idea of taking the motorcycle. I rather take the train but, Zayn can be demanding. The ride to the museum wasn't too long. When we got there, we parked the motorcycle and walked up the stairs, towards the main entrance. We walked up to a desk.

"Two general admission tickets please." I asked the lady behind the desk.

"Your total is $50." She smiled at me and Zayn. Zayn handed her a 50 and she handed us our tickets.

"Thank you." Zayn smiled at her and placed his hand on my lower back. He gave the tickets to the man and the man ripped off the stub. We walked inside to the Hall of African Mammals. I stared at each animal for a few seconds, examining their fur and eyes.

"They're really pretty." I mumbled.

"I know." Zayn chuckled. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek. Thankfully, the museum wasn't so packed. Most of the people that were here were college students or children of class trips. 


Zayn and I got home around 5 and we decided to take a nap. I snuggled up next to Zayn and closed my eyes/

"I have to ask you something." Zayn muttered.

"Okay." I breathed.

"Are you into Niall?" His voice was shaky.

"What? Where the hell did that come from?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes open.

"I'm just wondering Janelle. He looks at you like... idunno." Zayn frowned.

"What? Are you insecure or something?" I cocked my eyebrows up at him.

"No, what the fuck? You don't have to get so mean about it. i'm just asking." Zayn got out of the bed and put on his jeans.

"Where are you going?!" I raised my voice.

"Home." He growled.

"You're mad?! On our fucking anniversary Zayn? REALLY?!" I hopped out of my bed and walked over to him.

"You're a bitch." He said, sharply.

"Yeah? WELL YOU'RE A DICK!" I shoved him away from me. "You're so fucking stupid! How could you get mad at me over a dumb ass question YOU asked?" I shook my head in anger. "Niall and I are friends and nothing more than that!" 

"You called me insecure." He said as he tugged his shirt over his head.

"Whatever, leave. I don't need this shit. Fuck you." I chewed on my lip, holding the tears back. He picked up his bag and coat. He slammed my bedroom door and a few moments later slammed the front door too. I wiped the tears from my eyes and threw myself back into bed. He's so stupid and immature. Why would he ask me something like that? Niall? Ugh. I closed my eyes and shook it off. 


"Janelle... Janelle get up!' Harry's voice boomed into my room.

"What?" I mumbled.

"Zayn got into an accident." He wiped a tear from his eye.



Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...