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.


37. need to find you

Louis' POV

It was pretty sad in the house with Chance looking all upset, truthfully I wanted to cuddle her and kiss her multiple times watching her curled up, her knees brought to her chest, her chin on placed on top of her knees, or sometimes she'd hide her face behind them and I'd hear a sniffle. I heard her cry, in the kitchen, we all heard. We all sat in silence, staring at the TV. "Boys, it's like 1 AM, we have to start looking for Niall." Liam said worried. "Liam, we all know he's at the local pub, Niall's smart. He'll come home when he's ready. He's stayed out to like 3 in the morning. Just relax. He's a grown man." Zayn assured him. Chance suddenly got up and walked upstairs. We all watched her, and heard her door shut. "What do you think she's gonna do?" I asked. "Knowing Chance, she tends to take walks at absurd times in the morning or night. She says it calms her." Harry explains. We nod, and try to somewhat watch the program on the telly. But it was no use, our minds kept wandering.


Chance's POV

I changed out of my onesie and into a pair of  black baggy sweatpants, considering there was snow on the ground. I pulled on my favorite green cardigan over my white tank top. I pulled on a black beanie and pulled on my chestnut UGGS. I smiled at my reflection, walking downstairs. The boys all turned to me. "Going for a walk sissy?" Harry smiles softly at me. I nod and send him a reassuring smile. He always worried when I went out for walks at these weird times. I grabbed my house keys and walked out locking the door. Truth be told, I wasn't just 'going for a walk' I was going to the local pub to bring Niall home. Something in my gut just didn't feel right. Something was wrong, he's in danger was all that could think. I tried to think of anything else. But, that's not happening. I need to find him. 

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