Chantelle is a girl who doesn't follow rules. She likes to travel the less traveled path. She doesn't fall IN LOVE. Never has, never will. Period. She doesn't have these things called "feelings". She's single but will never admit it. She's in a relationship with fun and freedom. There's just one thing many people don't know. She's Harry Styles' twin sister. When her brother comes home for the summer with the boys what'll happen? Will she fall for their boyish charms? Or will she remain the way she is? Or neither and she changes completely? Find out in Rebel.


24. i love you

Niall's POV

It's freezing outside and it's the middle of July! This is why I can't stand the summer in the UK. It's always mixed weather, never straight heat. I sigh, looking out my room window. At this rate, there will probably be snow on the ground. "Knock, knock." I heard Chance giggle. I turned around to find her shutting the door, smiling. "Hey." I smile, turning back to the window. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. "Chance, it's supposed to be the other way around." I chuckle. "Shut up." I hear her sniff the air. "You smell really good." I can't help but laugh. "Thanks babe. You smell better though." "I have to. I'm a girl." She jokes. I laugh. I stare out the window again. I squint. Is that what I think it is? It slowly drifted from the sky landing on the window. My eyes widened. A snowflake?! It's summer! I sigh. Best summer ever. "Niall are you ticklish?" Chance asks out of nowhere. I think this over. If I say no, she'll tickle me. If I say yes, she'll probably tickle me. I can't win! "Yes." I say. "Interesting." Chance can be so weird sometimes. "Chance why are you acting so weird?" I finally ask. "I feel like it." She hums happily. I laugh. She releases my waist and I turn around to find her on my bed, on her stomach, forming an X. I laughed. I walked over to her. I began tickling her. "Niall stop!" She erupted with giggles. She formed a ball on the side of the bed, her back to me. "Chance." "Don't talk to me." I rolled my eyes. This can't be our first fight. "Chance, babe." "Leave me alone." She grumbled. "Princess?" I pouted. She turned to glance at me, but then turned around again. "I'm gonna speak from my heart right now." I start. She makes some muffled sound, but it didn't sound like a forgiveness sound. "I love you." I whisper. She flips around, a smile present on her face. "I love you too." I smile and place a soft kiss on her lips. I pull away and she begins whining. "That's all I get?" I laugh.

Suddenly, there's a big bang downstairs and screaming and yelling. I jump up and Chance sits up too. We both run downstairs and I'm shocked at what I see.

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