Ms. Fancy Pants

Bow is not your everyday, normal, average girl. Her father is the owner of a model agency who is pretty high up in status, bringing in good pay. Bow gets everything she wants, be it clothes, the latest gadgets, jewelry, anything she wants. You could say her life is perfect, but really it isn't. Bow's mother died giving birth to Bow so her father married some random lady years after. Ever since the day she gained a stepmother, Bow has always hated her life. She always had anger problems, and always had tantrums, but they got worse and she started hating everyone and almost everything. Bow now uses her father's status to her advantage, but is never happy with her life. But will that all change when a certain boy band becomes her father's new clients? What will happen when one of the boys walks into her life and turns her whole world around?

((More suitable for more mature people))


18. Irish Bestie and Bit Tipsy


One week of staying with the boys was a total disaster. Well, the boys were totally fun to be around, it was Kendra. Everyday she came over, she'd give me an evil look and purposely cling to Harry's body like there was no tomorrow. I will not lie. I was so fucking jealous. I also hated her so much. 

We were sitting at a restaurant for dinner, Niall, Harry, Kendra, and I, like a double date. So eating dinner was okay, we talked about upcoming tours and concerts. But then Kendra started talking about modeling, how she did modeling, and brought up my modeling past too. I was surprised at how much she knew about me, it was really creepy.

"So which drugs did you use to keep yourself away from stress?" Kendra asked out of no where. I froze as I was about to stab my fork at my pasta. I could feel Harry and Niall looking at me, completely shocked by what they heard. "I-I'm sorry?" I asked, looking up at just Kendra. "You know, it's not hard to tell when someone starts using drugs and drinks when she's 15 you know?" Kendra giggled like it was the funniest thing ever. "I'm sorry, I-I have no idea what you are t-talking about..." I squeaked, then cleared my throat. Shit, I saw Harry's face turn into one of... what? What was it? Disappointment  Anger? Disgust? He probably hated me, didn't he? Fucking Kendra, I hate her. 

"Did you use cocaine? Weed? Methanol?" Kendra asked with a smug look on her face. She was so amused. "If you don't fucking shut your mouth right now, I will fucking slit your throat," I whispered, but I know she heard me. I think the boys heard me too. Kendra looked baffled and looked up at Harry. 

"Eh... Maybe I should take you home..." Niall said to my ear. I sharply turned my head to look at him. I nodded my head and started getting up. "I'm going to take Bow home," Niall announced to Kendra and Harry. Harry looked a bit disappointed, but Kendra smiled and winked at Niall. "Get some," she said, and Niall had to hold me back from lunging at her.


"What was that?" Niall asked, driving me back to the boys building. I shrugged and looked out the window, watching the dark night sky and all the objects we passed by so quickly. "Bow, you can tell me anything, alright? Whatever just happened... Just don't bottle it up, okay?" I still didn't respond to him using words. I couldn't. "We care about you Bow,"

And I broke. I immediately started sobbing uncontrollably and whispered out, "I'm sorry"s through my sobs. I freaked Niall out and he had to pull over to the side of the road. I was trying to wipe my tears away when I felt his hand rest on my shoulder. He gave me a small squeeze, but I could not look at him. "It's okay, you don't have to say a thing," Niall said. He leaned over and kissed the top of my head. 

"I was 15 and Veronica-she- she was still beating me and I had so many bruises and they just wanted to help me change but I got frustrated and quit, and then, and then I didn't know how to cope with it so I turned to drugs and drinking and I-I..." I was rambling on between sobs but stopped when I remembered the incident of the almost-rape that happened to me. I was completely frozen, thinking that if I stayed that way, maybe Niall wouldn't ask me about it. I looked out the window in silence.

"B-Bow? Is there more?" Niall asked. He surprised me. His voice was filled with so much care and worry that I felt like I was going to explode if I didn't tell him. He was my friend after all. Scratch that, best guy friend. 

"S-Some guy almost... raped me... so I quit the drugs... but I still need drinks from time to time..." I said quietly. I was barely audible, but I know he heard me.

"Okay, okay, sweetie, when we get home, we'll do something fun to distract you okay?" Niall said. I let out a little laugh, knowing that Niall was trying hard to cheer me up. "Thanks Niall...-iall...-iall..." I said softly, feeling very tired. 


When Niall and I got home, Liam, Zayn, and Louis bombarded me with questions, but thankfully Niall told them to shut up. The five of us cuddled on the sofa in their living room and positioned ourselves in front of the TV. We started watching the movie Skyfall, which I liked a lot. 'Mr.Bond' was quite attractive, even if he did look really old.

"N-Niall...Can I have a beer?" I asked. I was curled up on his lap, my head resting against his chest. He was sitting with his legs up and crossed, my butt on his right thigh, my feet on his left thigh. I was in a fetal ball position. 

"Ehm... Sure..." Niall said. Zayn got up, offering to get it for up. He and Louis had decided to lay down on the floor, half-way through the movie. In less than a minute, Zayn was back with a cold beer bottle, which I thanked him for. I popped it open and chugged the whole bottle down quickly. "That was impressive," Niall said with a small chuckle. I gave him a slippy smile. 

I was a lightweight, meaning less alcohol had a lot of effect on me quickly. It only took a few minutes for me to loosen up and become all goofy. And trust me, champagne is one thing when I get drunk, but beer, beer makes me do some crazy things. And sometimes, those things aren't the greatest. Like practically humping Niall on a sofa with our clothes because that's normal, ya? And then Harry walks in on that? You bet he did. Lucky for me only he and Niall saw that, the others left after the movie had finished. 

"What the fuck?" Harry asked angrily. I stopped my attempt to drunkingly rape Niall and turned around to face Harry. 

"Haaaarrryyyyyyy!" I cried as I ran towards him. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him so tightly. "Ew, you smell like that bitch..."

"Sorry mate," I heard Niall apologizing. "She wanted a beer, and I think she kind of needed one... but I didn't know this would happen... I'm gonna talk to the others about Bow and I and how this isn't real... and yeah... okay bye..." I could hear that Niall felt so awkward and uncomfortable. I laughed at him as he ran away. 

"Did that ugly bitch come with you?" I asked. Harry shook his head rapidly. "Good." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my body to him. 

Harry smirked, causing me to blush, but also sober up a bit. What was I doing? Oh no, I had to break away or I wasn't going to be able to stop myself.

"Want to take this to my room?" Harry asked, his green eyes sparkling down at me. I could feel his arms snake around my waist, shoot sparks and activating the butterflies.

"Yes," I said automatically. 




(((I deleted my story "I Need You to Trust Me"... I don't think you guys would really care, but this is going to be my last fanfic on here. I use Wattpad now and well... I'm just going to stick with that... Also I've been really busy... and a lot of stuff keeps coming up... It will take me a long time to keep up dating this story but it's not gonna go like how I planned it to [it's going to be shorter than I wanted]... Sorry if this strikes as disappointment to anyone...)))

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