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.


73. people change

I stood outside the airport awaiting Robin. I hated Robin. If it wasn't for him, my mum would be home more often and we wouldn't be fighting so much. His brown range rover rolled up to the curb. He walked out, a big smile on his face. My mum rolled down her window, a sympathetic smile on her face. He took my luggage and I hopped into the back.


We walked into the house and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "So Ch-" I cut Robin off. "Hold on." I started to walk to my room. My mum followed closely on my heels. I was about to open the door when she put her hand on my shoulder. "I know this is a big step, coming back to a scary place such as your room, but know I'm here for you." I nodded and opened the door to find a completely different room.

My dark purple walls were replaced with a beautiful blue. My desk, replaced with a diaper changing station. My bed, was changed to a crib. My many posters were removed and pictures of planes and clouds were painted on it. I stared in shock.

"Surprise." I turned to her, "how could you?!" She opened her mouth to say something but I slammed the door in her face. How could she have a baby with that monster?! That disgusting little man whore. I hate him and the baby on its way! I sat with my back against the door.


I hate this family. I wish I was adopted into a different one and someone else had to put up with this garbage. There was a knock at my door. "Go away." I grumble. The door flies open and before I can catch myself I've hit my head made contact with the floor. I groaned, opening my eyes to find Mackenzie smiling down at me.

"Get up!" I frowned, standing up. "I missed you so much!" She pulled me into a hug. I felt stuff as a board, truth was I didn't miss her. She pulled away, confused. "This is the part where you say you missed me." She giggled. "You see, the thing is Mackenzie-" she cut me off.

"Mackie." I rolled my eyes. "Mackenzie, I didn't miss you and I've simply moved on with my life and I thought you would too!" She stared at me, shock written all over her face. "You were like a sis-" "but I'm not. My sister is Gemma, and she's moved on, forgotten about her old friends, her old family a-" she cut me off, taking a step back.

"So you wanna be like your sister?! Last time you talked about her, you hated her with a passion!" I sighed. "You're not getting it! That was Chance! I'm not her anymore! That's not me! Th-" she scoffed, just listen and leave! "This isn't you! It's the person people wanted you to be! I don't even know who you are anymore!" I groaned.

"This is who I am! Who I was before was a person I wanted to be! The girl that could impress a rebel like you! This is me! A girl who had no intentions of impressing anyone but herself! I know this might come as a shock to you, but I'm scared of everything! I still have flashbacks of my summer! I have bloody night terrors! I still think I'm bleeding to death on the kitchen floor! Or falling from a tree! I realized pretending who I wasn't almost ended my life so I'm done with trying to impress anyone in this town! I'm not gonna change! I'm sorry if you don't like me for me then that's your loss." She shook her head and ran away.

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