My Brothers

My name is Kendall. I'm the typical orphan girl… Yeah, yeah, pity me not. One Direction decided to adopt me like their sister. But let's just say I can't see one as a brother, he's more like, my soul-mate.

Will destiny let us be together, or will it drag him away from me, just like it has done with everyone I have ever loved?


8. Recovery



The rest of the weekend I spent it on my room. I lied to the guys saying that the pain killers were making me sleepy. I simply stayed inside my room, trying to figure out a way on how to keep the girls from hurting me. 


I was sitting on my bed with my laptop on my legs, twitter open and music blasting. That's when it happened.



She's worthless, I still don't get what the boys chose her.

She's ugly.

She should be thrown back to the orphanage.

She's stupid.

She's weak.



I was used on being called worthless, useless, ugly, stupid... Every single insult that could occur to you, I've heard it before. But the one thing that I am not. Is weak. I am not weak. And I'm going to prove the world I am not weak.


I got out of bed and walked out to Harry's room. He said I could speak with him, and I think he will agree with what I want. I knocked on Harry's door, I heard some mess and then his door was opened. 

"Hey Kendall." Harry said letting me in. "The rest of the guys left, leaving us alone."

"Hey Harry." I answered. "Good. Cause I need your help."

"In what?" Harry asked interested.

"I need to learn how to defend myself." I said. "And. I need a change in my wardrobe."

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"Listen carefully Harry." I said. "What I am about to tell you, is top secret. The only person who knows is Liam, and well because he saw."

And just like that I ended telling Harry about the comments on twitter, and how the girls bullied me. He was in shock, but was determined to help me in anything that I need, though he wasn't really happy about the kicking the girls asses off.

"I agree with you learning how to defend yourself Kendall, but I don't think you should go and beat those girls, I now they deserve it, but still."

"Harry, I promise I won't go and beat them. I am going to use it, when they try to beat me up. It will take them by surprise."I explained.

"Ok." Harry said. "But today is Sunday, we are starting Monday. But we can go and change your wardrobe. What is the look you want to have?"

"Not the orphan girl." I replied. "Something that will make everyone change their image of me."

"A bad girl?" Harry asked with a smirk.

"Rebel, bad girl." I answered. "Whatever you want to call it."

"Let's get going then." Harry said. "We have a makeover to make."



-Gab ;D

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