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.



36. Chapter 29

"Wha..what?" My eyes widened. Zayn grabbed my arm and pulled me into his chest. My stomach hurt from not breathing. I let out a loud sob and cried into Zayn's chest. "It's all my fault!" I cried out. "I wasn't there for her. I left her all alone!" I screamed.

"It's not your fault! Don't you dare think like that!" Zayn shook me. I pushed him off of me and ran off up into my room. I slammed the door shut behind me and locked it. I put on the song Mile Maker by Amy Seeley so loud 10 houses down could hear it. I felt like I was being kicked in the chest over and over again. Gone. She's dead. I sunk down onto the floor and cried. My world was crashing down around me piece by piece. And soon enough, there will be nothing left. I'll be all alone. I left my mother alone with that fucking bastard. I want to find him and torture him. I want him to feel all the pain he's caused. My door busted open and my brother rushed to the phone and turned down the volume.

"Zayn get out. My sister needs to cope and you're just not helping." Harry snapped. Zayn nodded and disappeared. I blinked and gazed up at Harry.

"Oh Harry..." I muttered. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up. He placed me gently down on my bed.

"We're going to find him Janelle.... I promise." He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. "I don't know how but some how we will. I will do everything I can." He combed his fingers through my hair. I felt my tears soak up the pillow. "Goo-" 

"Don't leave me." I cut him off.

"You want me to sleep with you?" He asked.

"Please." I swallowed.

"Of course. I'm going to go change." He kissed my forehead and left. I decided to think. My mother is dead. My father killed her and he's still on the run. I got raped and I have no idea who did it. My boyfriend just got in a motorcycle accident. I haven't been to school in weeks. I'm living off of my aunt. What else? I giggled. I fucking hate my life. I'm just a dreamhead. I have nothing else to loose. I hate everything. 

"I'm back." Harry came in wearing a T-Shirt and basketball shorts. I nodded and got up from my bed. I grabbed PJs from the drawer and went to the bathroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and peeled out of my dirty clothes. I put on my fresh new ones and went back to the room. I turned off the light and crawled in bed next to my brother. "It's gonna be okay Janelle..." He whispered to me and hugged me.

"I hope." I sobbed into his chest until I fell asleep...


"She should be waking up soon... Zayn she's... She isn't going to be okay... I'm not even okay man my fucking mom just died... Zayn I don't think its gonna be a good time for you to come over..." I heard Harry babbling into his phone. I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the bright sunlight.

"Is that Zayn?" I groaned.

"She's awake, gotta go." Harry hung up. "It was." He frowned.

"We have to go to the house..." I sat up slowly.


"Harry. We're going to the house. We need to find out what fucking happened." I spat at him.

"Okay." He sighed. "Do you want food?" He slightly smiled.

"No." I pressed my lips in a hard flat line. He opened his mouth to object and closed it again.

"Janelle please be okay." He teared up. "I can't loose you. I just can't. I can't even bear thinking about it." He sobbed. "You're all I have left and you're my sister. I love you so much. Please be okay." He wiped tears from his eyes. I threw my arms around him.

"I'm going to get through this just like you are Harry.." I mumbled. I don't know how though...

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