I have lived 'Miss Harriette's Home for the Musically Talented' for 5 years. I am 15. Throughout those five years I've grown lonelier and lonelier. Miss Harriette is a horrible woman. I don't know how she's past child services' inspections. I was sent here by my mother. She could not afford to take care of both of us after my dad left. It was the hardest thing my mom ever had to do. There are only two things in this world that can make me smile anymore, music and art. I am in love with music. Art is more of a hobbie. Although, the one thing I want more than anything is to get out of this place.


7. Chapter 7


Sorry it took so long to update. I had no clue how to start this chapter. Any ways here it is! oh and I would like to make a quick shout out, SHOUT OUT! to my kik buddy Yessica! oh and if u would also like to be my kik buddy my kik is TyraCF. Ok now here's the chapter! Hope you like it!


*Stella's P.O.V.*

I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes. A bolt of pain shot up my back. I looked around and realized I had fallen asleep on the piano bench. I quickly looked at the clock mounted on the wall for the time. It was 5:30. Louis and El wouldn't be awake yet. I snuck back upstairs to my room and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew, the light was streaming through the beige drapes and Louis was sitting on my bed gently shaking me. "Come on Stella. El made breakfast! You better hurry up before I eat it all!" he said seeing my eyes open. He jumps up and runs out the door and down the stairs. Sometimes I think he is a five year boy trapped in a man's body. I had better get downstairs before there's no food for me and I like my food. When I walked into the kitchen, I saw Lou chomping away at a big pile of bacon with a small hill of scrambled eggs and El over the stove frying some more bacon for her and I. "Look who finally decided to get up!" Louis said with a mouthful of breakfast. I smirked at his sloppiness. "GOOD MORNING!' El sang while serving the fresh bacon and eggs on to two plates. I walked over to the fridge and got out the chocolate milk and poured what was left of it into a glass. I looked at the little puddle in my glass in disappointment. Who drank it all? El just bought it yesterday! Then I looked at Louis angrily. He held his hands up in defense. "It wasn't me!" He said. "Oh please. I saw that big glass on the bed side table and it even had some evidence left in it!" Eleanor rebutted. "No! I swear IT WASN'T ME! Niall obviously used his spare last night to sneak in and eat all our food like he always does when he's lonely!" He pleaded. "How does that explain the glass on the bed side table?" Eleanor questioned. "He must have had a partner in crime that tried to frame me because Niall could never sneak into our room without making a sound. He would just burst out laughing for no apparent reason." I could tell he was bluffing. El paused for a moment thinking. After a couple seconds she spoke. "So your saying there was two of them? Who do you think would be his so called 'partner in crime'?" She waited for an answer but never got one because Lou had just gotten a text from someone and was staring at his phone. He smiled and began typing back. "Hello? I thought we were just in the middle of a crime investigation here?" El said trying to get his attention. "Oh yeah. That will have to wait a minute. I just got a text from John down at the pub. He said that he found Niall and Harry passed out at one of the tables. So now we know who his partner was. When I go get them I'll bring them back here for questioning!" he explained. "Well hurry back! I'll miss you!" El called to him as he walked out the door. He should've gotten some chocolate milk to while he was out.

*Louis' P.O.V.*

When I got to the pub I found an angry John and 2 very hung over, ashamed men. Sounded just like Harry to do this but to drag Niall along. That's just not acceptable! But I won't freak out on him because he's going to get Stella's evil stare and probably a rant from El. "Styles! Horan! Let's go!" I yelled purposely to make them flinch because of their headaches. They started to walk towards the door when I quickly stopped them. They looked at me in confusion. "Well aren't you forgetting something?" I asked motioning to John. "Sorry John." They said in unison with their heads down. "It's fine just don't let it happen a fifth time. I'm looking at you Styles." Harry nodded his head slowly and we headed to my car. The car ride was almost completely silent except for the occasional Niall puking out of the backseat window. At least it wasn't inside the car. We pulled into the driveway about 10 minutes later. "Why did you take us to your house?" Niall asked in a rough voice. "Because El has something to say to you to on Stella's behalf about the events of last night." I said smirking as I lead them up the path to the door. I could tell they shared a nervous glance behind my back. I opened the door and gestured for the boys to enter first. They seemed very frightened and they should be. Although I was kind of too. I had no clue what El planned to do to them.

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