Rebel

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.

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34. Trouble in paradise

We're driving down the street and I couldn't have been more hurt. Not only did Niall flirt with that nurse but he got her number too. "Chance, babe what's wrong?" He asks. I roll my eyes. "Why do you keep doing that!" I just roll my eyes again. "Can you stop that! It's making me feel like dirt!" "It's making you feel like dirt?! Niall you flirted and got another girl's number right in front of me!" I roll my eyes again. "What's the big deal?!" I gasp. "You said you love me! That's what the big deal is!" "Well, people change their minds. Fall out of love." He shrugs. "When was that? When you were giving me a love bite? Or when you were crying when I was shot?" I sass. "Why are you being so damn bitchy?" He asked. "I'm being bitchy?!" "YES!" He screamed, his accent showing more than ever. This is not going to end well. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry Niall. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for ever having feelings for you!" I couldn't be more hurt than I am now. "I'm not gonna have this argument with you for one reason." "Why's that?" "You were never my girlfriend, and you never will be." He spat turning into our street. I held back my tears. I stayed silent. We pulled into the driveway and I hopped out slamming the door, hard. He climbed out, pissed written all over his face. I just ran up the stairs. I unlocked the door. "Did you have to slam the door so fucking hard?!" He yelled walking in behind me. "YES! YES I FUCKING DID! I'M DONE WITH YOU! NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN YOU DICK!" I screamed, stomping up the stairs.  

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