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.



7. Chapter 7

***Janelle's POV***

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.

"Hello?" I mumbled into the phone.

"Sorry I woke up babe, I just wanted to make sure we were still hanging out today." Zayn spoke. His voice was soft and calm. It gave me butterflies.

"Of course." I giggled.

"Mmm, okay than. I'll see you later angel." He hung up. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. There was a soft knock on my door.

"Come in." I croaked.

"Mom made you bacon. It's downstairs." Harry smiled at me.

"Bacon?!" My eyes widened. "I'll be down in a second!" I hopped up from my bed and ran to my bathroom. I took my morning leak and brushed my teeth. I ran downstairs and grabbed my plate. I smelled my bacon. "How I missed you." I licked my lips and chomped down on the bacon, destroying it into little peices. Harry and my mom stared at me.

"You disgust me." My mom laughed.

"Shut up." I giggled and continued eating my bacon. "By the way, I'm going to Ana's house today with Krysta. We're sleeping over." I swallowed the food in my mouth.

"That's fine." She smiled at me. "What are you doing today Harry?" Mom turned to face Haz.

"I'm going to the gym with Liam and Niall soon than we're gonna meet up with Louis and chill at his house. Zayn couldn't go because he's sick." Harry sighed. I bit down on my lip and played with my food.

"Hmm, okay." My mom shrugged


I stepped out from the shower and tied my hair into a donut bun. I worked on my make up, carefully. When I finished I searched through my closet. I decided on wearing brown jeans, a light beige colored shirt and a caramel colored cardigan that had winter prints on it. I put on fuzzy socks and my beige Uggs. I checked the time. "Shit." I cursed under my breath. I put on my army green parka and wrapped a scarf around my neck. ( I jogged down my steps and kissed my mom goodbye. I shoved my phone into my pocket and quickly walked to the train station. Fortunately, it was close by. I dialed Zayn on my phone.

"Hey, I'm coming up right... now." He honked the horn. I spotted him and jogged around the front of his car and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Hi.." I smiled at him.

"Hey." He blew me a kiss and pressed down on the gas when the light blinked green. I rested my head on the side of the door and closed my eyes. "Babe.." Zayn poked me.

"Hm?" I groaned.

"C'mon." He giggled. He picked me up out of the car bridal style. He kicked the door closed and carried me up to his front porch. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. "Want to lay down?" He whispered.

"Mmm.. yeah." I hissed. He reached his hand under my bum and unlocked the door and knocked it open. He set me down inside and locked the door. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up to his room. His room was clean and quite nice for a guys room. It reminded me of how organized Harry was. I sat down on his bed.

"Take off your coat. Get comfy. If you'd like, you can change into my shorts and a T." He offered.

"It's okay." I smiled at him and kicked off my Uggs. I pulled off my jacket and stuffed my scar into the sleeve. I crawled into his bed and covered myself. I watched Zayn as he pulled off his shirt and jeans. He put on a pair of sweats and ran his fingers through his hair. His eyes met mine and his lips pulled into a smirk. 

"What?" He teased.

"Nothing." I giggled. He got into the bed next to me, shirtless. I moved closer to him, letting our foreheads touch.

"Mmm... I could get use to this angel." He mumbled. His thumb ran across my cheek, stopping at my lips. I planted a small, soft kiss on all over his finger tips. He pulled on the waistband of my jeans, pulling me closer to him. I tangled my legs with his and wrapped my arms around his neck. I examined his face. I always thought Zayn was just... perfect. He had the perfect jaw to kiss and nibble on. His chocolate brown eyes made me feel so warm and safe on the inside. His long lashes fluttered against my cheeks every time we kissed. The spaced between his hands let mine fit perfectly between them. It was silent and I enjoyed every second of hit. His gaze was locked with mine and he hands caressed my curves. The feelings I had for him made my stomach ache and my palms sweat. He moved closer to me, making his lips glide over mine. I curled my fingers into his neck and pressed my lips against his passionately. His grip around me tightened, pulling me into his chest. I smiled against his lips and rubbed my toes against his leg. He made small dimples at the lower part of my back, sending shivers all over me. I moaned into the kiss and pulled on his hair a little. His lips made their way down to my earlobe. He nibbled and sucked on it softly before attacking my neck with kisses. He bit softly on my neck and licked over the marks he left me. He sucked on my sweet spot.

"Zayn..." I purred into his ear. 

"Yes angel?" He whispered into my ear. I pushed him down on the bed and sat on his waist, straddling him. I made a trail of wet kisses across his chest. Suddenly, we heard the front door open. I sat up quickly. "Shit!" He groaned and pushed me off of him. "Closet, hurry." He pointed. I ran into his closet and sat down. 

"Zayn?!" A woman from downstairs called.

"Yeah?!" He shouted back. She walked up the stairs and walked into his room.

"How come you didn't hang out with the boys today?" She frowned.

"I was too lazy." He chuckled.

"Well, it's my lunch break so I decided I'd check on you." She smiled and turned around to walk out the room. My phone started to ring in my pocket. I panicked. "What was that?" She turned around quickly.

"Uhm.. the T.v." Zayn quickly lied. I face palmed myself. The T.V. isn't even on! She made her way towards the closet. She opened the door and stared down at me.

"Zayn.." She helped me out of the closet. "Poor girl, are you okay?" She laughed. I was shocked from her reaction. "Wait... aren't you Harry's sister?" She cocked an eyebrow up at me and than looked at Zayn.

"Yeah, I came by to pick up something for Harry and than we got caught up and started talking and than you came and thats how I ended up in there." I lied to her.

"Oh I understand. Well, I have to get back to work. No funny business." She moved her hands in the "I'm watching you" motion. She walked out of the room and moments later we heard the door close. I covered my mouth and started to crack up.

"That wasn't funny! Jesus christ! I thought she was going to kill me!" Zayn frowned.

"It was! You're such an idiot. Oh it was the T.V." I mocked him.

"Shut up." He laughed and pulled my waist. I stood inbetween his legs. He wrapped his arms around my legs and lifted me over his shoulder.

"ZAYN!" I screamed. "PUT ME DOWN!" I playfully punched his back.

"Never!" He twirled around in circles.

"I'M GONNA VOMIT! PUT ME DOWN!" I yelped. He stopped and threw me onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and attacked my neck with kisses again.

"I could do this all day baby." He nibbled on my sweet spot softly.

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