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.



40. Chapter 31



"What's wrong?" Dr. Fellman asked me.

"What's wrong? What isn't wrong huh? My mother just got killed. By my dad. I was raped by someone I don't even fucking know! I was bullied my whole fucking life! My arms and legs are fulled with fucking scars! I have no fucking friends! My brother hated me for years until a few months ago. I might as well fucking be gone because no one fucking cares! The only reason I'm still here is because I'm all my brother has left. You think I wanna be here? NO I DON'T! I WANT TO BE 7 FEET DOWN IN A GRAVE NEXT TO MY MOTHER!" I sobbed. She nodded her head and wrote some notes. "Are you gonna nod your head and fucking jot down notes the whole time?" I asked.

"It's my job." She smiled.

"Fuck you." I gritted through my teeth and ran out the room. I ran to Zayn. "Take me home." I sobbed into his chest. Everyone in the waiting room was staring at me. He grabbed my hand and we ran down the stairs to the lower level. We rushed to his motorcycle. 

"Wanna tell me what happened?" He asked and he helped me with the helmet.

"When we get home." I sighed. He nodded and got on the bike. He rode all the way to the front of my house. He took off my helmet and kissed my lips gently.

"I don't like seeing you like this." He sighed. He traced my jaw line with his lips. His fingers curled into my sides. "Don't push me away." He whispered in my ear.

"Don't let me." I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. He smelled like... Zayn. I loved it. He picked my legs up and carried my bridal style into my house. He carried me upstairs to my bed and set me down gently.

"Hey...." My aunt walked in. "Your therapist called and said you ran out. What happened?" She cocked an eyebrow up at me. 

"All she did was nod her head and write notes. She's suppose to be helping me." I sighed.

"Alright, I'll talk to the hospital. Why don't you and Zayn get some sleep, I'm working on dinner. Your brother said he'd be back later." She left the room quietly. I looked over at Zayn. He was stripping out of his clothes. He left his boxers on.

"Do you want me to undress you?" He smirked over at me when his eyes met mine.

"Yes." I purred. He slowly walked towards me and helped me stand up. He pushed my hair over my shoulder and kissed my neck softly. He slid my jacket off my shoulders while he nibbled on my neck. He unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down to pool around my ankles. I stepped out of them slowly. With one hand he cupped the back of my neck and with the other he cupped my ass cheek. I moaned into thin air. He covered my lips with his. Moving in sync. He let go of my ass and neck and ripped open my shirt. He pushed me down on the bed and crawled over me. Kissing and sucking my neck and chest. I knotted my fingers in his hair, pulling and twisting. "Fuck..." I muttered.

"JANELLE!!" I heard my aunt call from downstairs. Zayn moved his lips up to my nipple, taking me by surprise. He rubbed my core through the thing material of my panties.

"WHAT!?" I groaned out.

"I need your help cutting these potatoes!" She shouted back.

"Just a minute!" I groaned. I sat up and he shoved my right back down. He spreaded my legs wide open and moved my panties to the side. "Zay-"

"Shut the fuck up." He growled. He blew cold air onto my swollen clit. I bit my lip trying to hold in my moan. He teased my and shoved one finger inside of me. I growled and kicked him off of me. I put on my clothes quickly and ran down to help my aunt.


"Bye, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." I hugged Zayn and kissed him. "I love you." I muttered into the kiss.

"I love you too." He kissed me and left. I walked back inside.

"Sit down." My aunt gritted through her teeth. I sat down on the couch nervously. "Are you guys using protection?" My aunt cocked an eyebrow up at me.

"What?!" I gasped. She knew! "What are you talking about?" I mumbled in embarrassment. 

"You're definitely my niece. You're a screamer." She giggled.

"Oh fuck this i'm going to my room." Harry ran up to his room. I laughed.

"Yes we use protection." I giggled.

"Good, HARRY GET BACK DOWN HERE YOU IDIOT WE HAVE TO TALK!" My aunt screamed. I heard Harry groan and he ran back down stairs and sat next to me. She looked us in the eye. "They have a location on your father."


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