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.



9. Chapter 8

***Janelle's POV***

I stretched my arms over my head. I opened my eyes slowly and found Zayn sleeping next to me. My eyes widened as my vision became more clean.

"Zayn!" I shook him up.

"What?" He groaned.

"I wasn't suppose to sleep over! I was suppose to go to Krysta's! Zayn!" I pushed him around. "Get up!" I groaned.

"Angel.. I'll drop you off. What's the big deal?" He mumbled.

"The big deal is your mom's home!" I whispered.

"Shit!" He muttered. 

"Zayn! Janelle! I made breakfast!" She called from the kitchen. I slapped my hand on my forehead.

"What do we say?" I bit on my lip.

"Just say that after she left we watched movies and you fell asleep." He shrugged.

"Uhm, okay." I nodded and got up from his bed. I walked into his bathroom and cleaned the smeared make up from my face. My hair was sticking up in various directions so I fixed up my bun. "Zayn.." I mumbled.

"Yeah baby?" He kissed my cheek and slipped on his shirt.

"How long are we going to hide this from Harry?" I looked down at my feet. His fingers slid under my chin and pulled my eyes to his.

"Look... I don't know. We'll figure it out. One step at a time okay?" He whispered.

"Mmmkay." I nodded slowly. He pressed his lips down on mine quickly and hugged me. I wrapped my arms around his back. He smelled so good. He smelled like my favorite cologne from Abercrombie. I grabbed his tooth brush and brushed my teeth. "Sorry, I didn't bring mine." I told him after I cleaned my mouth. He shrugged and pulled my hand. He guided me into the kitchen. "Good morning!" I kissed his mommy on the cheek.

"Good morning hun! Good morning Zaynie." She smiled at us. "How was your night?" She asked.

"Good, I'm so sorry. We started watching movies and I kinda fell asleep. I hope you don't mind." I whimpered.

"It's fine hun. I understand." She smiled at me. "Here." She handed me a plate of food.

"Thank you." I sat down at the table. Zayn sat next to me. I took small bites out of my food, unlike when I was at home. I didn't want to be rude. "Mmm, this is good Mrs. Malik!" I smiled at her.

"Thank you hun, and please, call me Patricia." She smiled back. I nodded and continued eating this delicious food.


"Thank you for dropping me off." I started to open the car door. Zayn pulled on my wrist, making me turn to face him.

"No kiss?" He frowned. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pressed my forehead against his. I brushed my lips against his, teasing him. He pushed into my back, making our lips collapse. I smiled into the kiss. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, asking for access which I gladly granted to him. His tongue clashed with mine. I curled my fingers into his neck and moaned into the kiss. His hands slid from my back down to my bum. He squeezed gently causing me to jump. I felt like crawling over and straddling his lap, but I had to go.

"Bye Zayn.." I pulled away slowly. He grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it.

"I'll text you tonight. Bye beautiful." He blew me a kiss. I winked, caught it and slipped it into my back pocket. I closed the door and walked towards my house. I unlocked the door.

"Mom I'm-" 

"You weren't at Krysta's." She cut me off. Fear shot through me. "Where the hell were you Janelle?!" She screamed at me. I looked down at the floor. I didn't know what to say. "Janelle.. Where the hell were you? I want an answer, NOW!" She screamed.

"I-i was with someone else. She lives in the Bronx so I know you wouldn't let me sleep over." I tugged on my lip.

"Janelle... You had me and your brother worried sick!" Her voice was filled with worry and concern.

"I'm sorry mom." I chewed on the side of my cheek.

"Can you please just be honest with me Janelle? I don't want you to start lying to me like your brother does." She stared at me.

"Alright." I nodded.

"Good." She disappeared into the kitchen. I walked upstairs and knocked on Harry's door.

"Haz..." I called out for him.

"Come in." He said from behind the door. I opened the door and shut it behind me. I crawled up into the bed next to him. "So where were you... really?" He cocked his eyebrow up at me. 

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