Living Like A Styles

Trista is rich, she lives in a mansion in LA with her Mum and she lives the life of a demanding, stuck up princess.Until her Mum decides to go on holiday in San Francisco. Trista has already planned 22 parties for when her Mum is away but her Mum ruins her plans by sending her to Holmes Chapel to liv with a family friend Anne Styles and her son. (Harry Styles & Zayn Malik fan fiction)

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4. One Bathroom

I grabbed my toiletries suitcase and walked down the long hallway and I saw a bedroom it was a boys bedroom, it had clothes covering the floor and a double bed I sighed and walked down to the bathroom. It was pretty big so I got out my make up bag and sat it on the counter. I unzipped it and found the small red envelope that had 'Trista' written on th front I opened it and pulled out the note it read

'Trista

I'm sorry but this is nessicary, also I'm not sure if Anne has told you yet but she has a son who is your age I thought you would hit it off.

I love you

Mum xoxo'

A son he probably has a girlfriend and there will be no chance for me.

I hopped it the shower and turned the tap on, I let the hot water spray onto my bare skin and I started to sing Skinny Love.

'Come on skinny love just last the year,
Pour a little salt you were never here,
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.

I tell my love to wreck it all,
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall,
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...
Right in the moment this order's tall.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And in the morning I'll be with you,
But it will be a different kind,
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets,
And you'll be owning all the fines.

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres,
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And now all your love is wasted,
Then who the hell was I?
'Cause now I'm breaking at the bridges,
And at the end of all your lies.

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall far behind?

Come on skinny love,
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my...
My my my, my my my, my-my my-my'

 

I changed into my pjamas and opene the bathroom door, I heard voices in the kitchen Anne was probably on the phone. I went to my room and put the blankets on the couch I started to unpack my things when someone walked in. He had beautiful curly hair and peircing green eyes.

"You have a lovely voice" he chuckled.

 

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