Dark Side

Riley Anne Smith is in her junior year of high school. Her parents are divorced, her mom a emotional mess that becomes a workaholic to mask her feelings. A dad that's getting remarried. An alcoholic brother and a insecure sister. The only normal one seems to be her younger sister who's only 4. On the outside Riley seems normal but on the inside she's having a battle with herself. When she's alone it's not very pretty. Riley's bullied. She feels as if she doesn't fit in. She has friends but she can't trust them. She has trust issues, she feels everyone's against her, she wants to tell someone. But she tells no one. When a certain Yorkshire lad from a famous boy band stumbles into her life will she let someone in on her dark side? Or will she crumble to pieces holding in her secrets.

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6. Chapter 6

"That's the last of them mum." Louis said, taking a deep breath. He had helped his mum move out and now had to move her into the new one. "C'mon Lou!" Phoebe and Daisy the twins, screamed hopping into the car. He laughed hopping into the moving van. Lottie and Fizzy hopped in quickly. "Oh. So now you guys wanna spend time with your big bro!" He teases. "Louis if a fight is what your looking for." Fizzy starts. "A fight is what you shall get." Lottie finishes. "Oh, so now we're finishing each others sentences!" He continues to tease. "Just drive Louis." Lottie rolls her eyes at her brother. He could get silly maybe a bit too much for her liking. "Just looking for some innocent banter." He says in defense. "As always." Lottie groans. "Hey!" The girls laugh. "So are you happy about moving?" He hums watching his mother drive. "Fuck yes!" They both shout. Louis gasps. "Excuse our language. But it was about time." Lottie starts. "Yeah, there were no cute boys where we lived and when we saw the new house we saw a guy and he was..." Fizzy trails off, unsure of what word to use. "Pardon my language. Fucking Sexy." Lottie bits her lip as one of the images of a brown haired boy, his hair a curly mess, shirtless, sweaty, and mowing the lawn. The girls were practically drooling over him. Great thing is, they lived right across from him. "I don't like the fact that they're hot boys just gallivanting around." Louis shakes his head disapprovingly. He was very protective over his sisters and to hear them talk like that it surprised and upset him, he felt like he was away so long. Like they've already grown up. Without him. "Pardon my language, but the fuck you talking about? Gallivanting? Remind me you're 20, not 80 right?" Fizzy curses. Louis groans. "You know what. Whatever." Louis gives up. The girls roll their eyes and fool around on their phone. He backed into the driveway. The girls hopped out and squealed when they saw, him. "Look Louis! It's him." They both swooned over the beauty. Louis examined the boy from a far. Brown curly hair, a lot like Harry's old hairstyle. He was lanky but somewhat muscular, just the right amount of tan, not to pale and not to dark. He seemed everything he didn't want his sisters to want. He was perfect. No one likes perfect people. They'll never learn a thing when they love someone who's perfected. Take Eleanor and Louis for example, Eleanor was perfected. She was a model after all. Louis was somehow perfected by management. What did he learn from his relationship? Absolutely nothing. "Who's she?" Lottie's sass brought Louis from his thoughts. "I don't know, but I don't like her." Fizzy muttered. The girl, she was beautiful to Louis. She was nothing like the boy. She had orangish hair and she was lanky too, she looked imperfect. Everything about Eleanor was perfected, smooth, no edges. This girl..this girl was different. Imperfect, rough around the edges. She seemed like everything that Louis wanted. Needed. "Louis come help me!" His mother screamed, dragging a box inside. He sighed and ran over to his mom taking the box in one swift move and placing it in the kitchen as the box was supposed to. When he came out the girl and her little sister stood there talking to the twins. Louis could tell they were sisters. They had the same hair, the same eyes, the same freckles. The freckles...they made her even more cuter. There were the perfect amount not too much, not too little. Louis walked up to them. "Hey girls who'd you meet now?" Louis chuckles. "This is Destiny!" Phoebe smiles pointing to the smaller girl. "This is Riley!" Daisy smiles. "Nice to meet you girls. I'm Louis." Louis can't help but grin. She returns the smile. Her smile was beautiful. She was beautiful. "You guys can come over for cookies later." Riley offers. "Yeah! We baked them yesterday! With the big oven!" Destiny stretches her arms out showing how large the oven really was. "Sure, why not! Maybe you guys could help unpack?" I ask. She giggles. "Coarse. Where do I start?" Louis grabbed her tiny, soft hands in his large ones and took her over to the van, where he found Lottie and Fizzy. "Girls I'd like you to meet Riley." Louis introduces. "Oh, you." Lottie rolls her eyes at her. Lottie didn't like the fact Riley was with her man. Riley felt somewhat hurt when Lottie looked at her like that. It's the same look she got at school. "Why were you with that really hot boy across the street?" Fizzy blurts out. Riley blinks. She didn't know how to word her answer. She gagged. "You think my brother is hot?" She screwed up her face, Louis found this adorable. "He's your brother?" Lottie says in disbelief. "Yeah, trust me you don't want that hot mess." Riley shakes her head. She couldn't believe someone could love that mess. "Take that back! He's hot! But not a mess!" Lottie screams standing up and getting in Riley's face. "He's drunk every night, last night he could barely stand up straight, you don't see it from here, but he's a bit tipsy at the moment. I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on him. Making sure he doesn't lose a foot or something. So, I better go. Looks are deceiving, he's not as perfect as he seems." She explains walking backwards. "I'll see ya later Lou." Louis' heart skips a beat. This girl had his heart. This girl was the one.

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