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.


38. Someone Else

I walked into the bar, and the intoxicating smell of terrible cologne, beer, and sweat all hit me at once. "Chance!" The bartender screamed. He was standing at the corner closest to the door. There was so racket going on closer to the back. "Hey Derek, what's going on?" I used to volunteer to help down her sometimes instead of going for walks. Let's just say I lie a ton when I say I go for walks. "Some dude is beating up another one. They clearly aren't mates." I giggled. "Uh, I'm getting side tracked. There's this boy, his name is Niall and he's blonde -" "He's the one getting roughed up." My eyes widened. "CALL THE FUCKING POLICE!" I screamed at him. He jumped, but scrambled over to the phone dialing the numbers. I pushed past drunk men and women as I neared the fight and I could hear screaming. I pushed through the crowd of people ignoring all the profanities being thrown at me, almost turning around to slap one guy across the face for calling me a 'slutty ass hoe' but I reminded myself they're all drunk. I finally got to the front to find Niall on the ground, coughing up blood as the guy towered over him, kicking the shit out of him. He moved to the back of Niall, My eyes met his and his eyes were full of pure terror. I looked up at the guy, he was muscular and so fucking big. His foot connected with the back of Niall's knee. I could see through the thin denim fabric that his knee was no longer in place as the color drained from his face. "STOP!" I screamed. He looked up at me. He looked from Niall to me, then a girl to side crying her eyes out. He laughed loudly, the rest of the pub began to laugh along. I stood tall. "How old are you anyway?! Are you even legal to drink?" He chuckled calming down. "No. But -" He cut me off with his loud laughter. I had enough, I walked over to the human boulder and kicked him hard in his balls. He let out an ear-piercing scream and fell to the ground. The police stormed in through the doors and slapped some hand-cuffs on him. It took three of them, and a Taser to get him up and cooperating. I mumbled a thank you and four medics came in and started to help Niall. They placed him on a stretcher and wheeled him out. "Excuse me, do you know this young lad?" A female one asked. I nodded. "I'm his e- friend." I couldn't say the word. She nodded. "I'm gonna need you to ride along with us." She explained. I simply nodded and walked out the pub, waving to Derek. A medic helped me in and I sat down on the small bench thing and they shut the doors and I searched my pockets for my a iPhone. It wasn't in there. "Fuck." I breathed as I remembered I left it on my bed. I sigh, looks like I'm calling from the hospital phone. Way to give the boys a heart attack. 

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