Riyan Malik, younger sister of the now famous Zayn Malik was stuggling. Her parents loved her brother and saw Riyan as a failure. With the help of her friends Sarah, Hunter and her brothers bandmates she is on the path to proving them wrong. what will happen along the way fallouts, fights and love?


2. Chapter 2 *Riyan*

Riyan's POV

I ran up the stairs nearly running into a blond boy with blue eyes. "Sorry." I muttered.

"It's ok." He said a thick irish accent. "But if you don't mind who are you?"

"Zayn's sister Riyan." I said brushing a stray hair out of my face. "And you are?"

"I'm Niall, Niall Horan." He said giving me a goofy smile. "I'm in your brother's band."

"Oh yea." I said. "So how are the other boys?"

"You want to meet them?" Niall asked offering me his hand.

I smiled shyly taking his hand. "Sure."

He lead me down towards Zayn's room. The sound of laughter echoed down the hall. Niall opened the door revealing a curly haired boy with emerald green eyes. Next to his was brown haired boy holding a carrot. Across from him was a guy with a buzz-cut with light brown eyes.

"Hey guys." Niall said. "I'd like you to meet Zayn's little sister Riyan. Riyan This is the rest of the band." I waved shyly.

"Hey Riyan." The curly haired boy stood up walking over. "I'm Harry." 

"Hey Harry." I smiled. 

The guy with the buzz-cut walked over followed by carrot boy. "I'm Liam and this is Louis."

"Hey Riyan." Louis cried giving me a hug. I let out a laugh giving him a hug back. 

"Where's Zayn?" Liam asked. 

"Downstairs with my parents." I growled. "I got to go to bed." 

I turned heading out the door before they could say anything. The tears that had been threating to spill started to fall. I raced into my room slamming the door.

I collapsed on my bed letting my tears fall. There was a knock at my window. I looked over to see Hunter sitting on the window sill. I opened the window letting him in. "How did your parents take it?"

"I don't know." I sighed sitting on my bed. "I walked away before they could say anything."

"And they're pretty pissed." We turned to see Zayn standing in the doorway with his bandmates. 

"They're always pissed at me." I growled. "Ever since you started being Mr. Perfect."

"And that needs to change?" Zayn asked.

"Yes." Hunter and I exclaimed. 

"And we're going to change it." Hunter said getting up. "We're going to make them sorry for treating Riyan like this all theses years." 

I turned to look at my brother and his bandmates. "Are you guys in?"

Zayn looked at his bandmates whispering. He turned back to face us. "Of course we'll help you."



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