My Brothers Band Mate - Harry Styles

Hi im Jacky and I was adopted by the one and only Payne family and Liam Payne is now my brother, I moved in with him to try and make friends but things happen and not everything goes to plan... Romance? Maybe. Drama?Definitely.

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3. c h a p t e r - t h r e e (filler chapter)

We arrived at the shopping center and started looking around,  it was only early so barely anyone was there. We first walked into Chaplin's where I got some photo frames, extra sheets and some decorations just to put around the room.

Next we started looking for clothes, We went to Forever 21, Harry getting a few t-shirts and me getting a couple dresses, t-shirts and dresses. After Forever 21 we found our way to Selfridges where Harry got more t-shirts and a few pairs of jeans, and i getting Steve Madden combat boots. 

After a few hours we decided to go to the food court and get some lunch as we were both quite hungry from skipping breakfast. 

 

**AFTER LUNCH**

 

We walked back out to the car ready to return back to the apartments, when Harry stopped and pulled me to the edge of the car park and pointed to a small restaurant on the corner of the street across from us,

"I'm going to take you there tonight, okay?" he asked and and demanded, I slowly nodded my head before letting out a small laugh. Harry never seemed to be this demanding, it was funny to see this side of him. He cracked a small smile and dragged me back to the car and we pulled out of the lot. The Script Six Degrees of Separation started playing and I lightly started singing to it.

 

"You've read the books,

You've watched the shows, 

What's the best way no one knows, yeah,

Meditate, get hypnotized.

Anything to take from your mind.

But it won't go, ohhhh ohhh

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're going through six degrees of separation.

 

You hit the drink, you take a toke

Watch the past go up in smoke, yeah

Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,

You're better now than ever, and your life's okay

When it's not. No.

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh

You're going through six degrees of separation.

 

First, you think the worst is a broken heart;

What's going to kill you is the second part;

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle;

And four, you're going to think that you've fixed yourself;

Fifth you see them out with someone else;

And the sixth is when you admit you may have fucked up alittle;

 

 

(Oh no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

 

(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

 

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,

Anyone who'll throw an arm around you, yeah

Tarot cards,

Gems and stones,

Believing all that shit is gonna heal your soul. Well it's not, no, wohhhhh

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh no

You're going through six degrees of separation

 

First, you think the worst is a broken heart;

What's going to kill you is the second part;

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle;

And four, you're going to think that you've fixed yourself;

Fifth you see them out with someone else;

And the sixth is when you admit you may have fucked up alittle;

 

No there's no starting over,

Without finding closure, you'd take them back,

No hesitation,

That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation

 

Oh, no there's no starting over,

Without finding closure, you'd take them back,

No hesitation,

That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation

 

First, you think the worst is a broken heart;

What's going to kill you is the second part;

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle;

And four, you're going to think that you've fixed yourself;

Fifth you see them out with someone else;

And the sixth is when you admit you may have fucked up alittle;

 

No, no there ain't no help

It's every man for himself

You're goin' through six degrees of separation

 

No, no there ain't no help

It's every man for himself

You're goin' through six degrees of separation

 

No, no there ain't no help

It's every man for himself

 

No, no there ain't no help

It's every man for himself

 

No, no there ain't no help

It's every man for himself."

 

(Fuck that took forever to type :\)

 

I looked out the window to see we had already pulled up at the house, I reached for the door handle when a strong hand pulled me back, I turned to look at Harry. He peered down at me with wide eyes, "Where did you learn to sing like that?" he asked shocked.

 I shrugged, I had been singing ever since the murder, singing felt like breath of fresh air for me. I jumped out of the car and went to the boot to retrieve my bags of shopping, while Harry still sat in the car not saying anything.

I got my stuff shut the boot and ran up to Liam's apartment. Puddles came running out of the kitchen and starting jumping around in circles, I smiled and walked to my room to put my stuff away.

 

(This Chapter was such crap sorry)

 

 

 

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