The Neice

Brooke Cowell lived in the shadows of her little sister

She was better than her at almost everything

But when her uncle Simon Cowell tells Brooke and her sister Michelle that they are moving in with him after unfortunate events

Brook meets five people that will change her life forever
One Direction

And there is just one rule Uncle Simon had told them

"She is off limits"

But all rules are meant to be broken


3. Anger

Simon ended up having to leave to go to work and the boys decided it would be a good idea to take me and Michelle out. After only twenty minutes I realized it was only Harry who was a dick. The rest of them where actually pretty funny. Harry on the other hand couldn’t stop starring at my legs and I smirked. I had been messing with Harry all day and it has been killing him. I would slide my leg up his thigh when we were eating and send him an occasional wink. The boys and Michelle caught on very quickly about what I was doing and would laugh every time they saw Harry’s eyes widen. I got up to go to the bathroom and just as I was about to open the door Harry stopped me.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” He whispered in a yell.

“What do you mean?” I asked trying to sound as innocent as possible but he rolled his eyes.

“Please you really think I am stupid! I just want to let you know to can play at this game and I always win.”

“Funny Harry because last time I checked I’ve never lost.”

“Game on Brooke.” He said then stormed away from me. The rest of the day pretty much went normal. Michelle did her usual flirting and me and Harry avoided each other.

“My feet hurt.” Michelle whined and I rolled my eyes.

“Then go home.” Louis mumbled under his breath making me laugh. Michelle obviously didn’t hear considering all she was doing was flirting with some guy that was walking by.

“I will catch up with you guys later.” She said then walked off with the stranger.

“Does she do that a lot because that is really dangerous.” Liam said and I nodded. 

"I have gotten used to it" I admitted 

"I'm just glad she isn't clinging to me anymore" Zayn said and everyone laughed.

After about ten minutes of me trying to tell the boys that I should probably go home to check up on Michelle they finally gave in but not without Harry having to walk me home.

"I don't get you" He said making me stop dead in my tracks.


"I don't get you. How can you be such a bitch to me but so nice to the other lads." He said and my eyes widened.

"Well maybe it's because the "other lads" don't call me a bitch and didn't try and get with me in a pool." I spat angrily at him.

"I didn't even know it was you in the first place!"

"It doesn't make a difference! You thought that I was going to be another one of those easy girls that practically throw themselves at you just because you are "Harry Styles" Well guess what Harry that's not me."

"You know what you are right! That was exactly what I was thinking! Because most people would have killed to be in your place you just don't see how good you have it!" He yelled and I clenched my fists.

"I don't have it good! You don't even know the half of it! And trust me you would not make any of this any better! You are making it worse!" I screamed not caring how many people where looking at me and him fighting in the middle of a park.

"Please I am not making anything worse! You are doing this to yourself! You are the one that won't even give me a chance! You have it in your head that I am such a prick when in reality I am nothing like that!" 

"You are the one that caused me to think of you this way!" I yelled before storming off. I couldn't stand him. I hated being around him. I was just happy to get home. Not.

I found Michelle on the couch with the boy she met earlier on top of her.

"Get out" I ordered to the boy and they both sprung up. Michelle was sending me daggers while he was trying to get his pants on.

“Brooke!” Michelle shouted as he ran out of the house.


“You can’t just kick him out!”

“Yes I can. Simon isn’t home yet and you shouldn’t be doing that anyway Michelle.” I stated then walked upstairs. As soon as I got into my room and I started to cry. I thought about my mom and my dad. All I wanted to do was go back home. I just wanted everything to go back to normal where my father would come home every night at five just as my mother started to cook dinner and Michelle would innocently do her homework. That was all I wanted. My normal life back.

I let out a sigh before pulling myself together and making my way to the shower. I let the hot water run down my body as I just stood there. I could feel the stained tears on my face no matter how many times I have washed them away.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a white towel around my frame. I quietly stepped out of the bathroom and made my way into my room. I heard Michelle talking on the phone to her friend and I knew it was about me.

“She is so annoying. She doesn’t let me have any fun. I mean she just kicked somebody out of the house for no reason what so ever!” I heard her complain through the wall and I took a deep breath before deciding to ignore it. I threw on a batman off shoulder t shirt and a pair of leggings before collapsing on the couch.

Just as I did my stomach grumbled and I looked at the clock realizing it was only six o clock. I didn’t feel like going out. I just wanted to go to sleep so this day would be over. But considering Simon had no food. I had no choice. 

I put on a grey knit pair of UGGS and grabbed my purse before walking out the door. When I stepped outside I realized I should have brought a jacket because the early September chill clung to my body. I went to the closest restaurant possible to escape the crisp air and quickly sat down. I ordered a coffee and a simple salad then pulled out my phone. I saw that I had two texts, one from Michelle and one from Simon.


Will be home around nine. There is money on the counter to order food.


Where are you? Harry called and wants to talk to you. What did you do this time?

I rolled my eyes and Michelle’s text. The last person I wanted to see was Harry. Why did he even want to talk to me?

“Is this seat taken?” A voice asked and I looked up at my phone to see a man about my age with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.

“Uh no. You can sit.” I said and gave him a small smile before looking back at my phone.

“Is something wrong?” He asked and I didn’t even realize I was angrily starring at Harry’s name on my phone.

“What? Oh no sorry it is just some guy.” I admitted shifting awkwardly in my chair.

“Is this boy your boyfriend?” He asked and I could feel myself blushing.

“No.” I said probably smiling like an idiot.

“Well I need to go but here is my number. Call me sometime.” He said handing me a piece of paper with his number on it.

“But I don’t even know your name.” I said as he started walking towards the door.

“Dylan” He responded before walking out. I looked at the door in shock for a minute. Honestly no guy has given me his number before. And the only guy that has asked me out was Kyle. I quickly shook the memory of him from my mind and put money on the table before walking back to the house.

When I walked inside I felt anger boil inside me from what I saw. 

Michelle and Harry their lips locked.

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