I searched the apartment, trying my best to round up the boys. We need to have a chat and cover some things.
Niall was pretty easy to find. He was in the kitchen digging through the pantry. I yanked him by the arm and sat him down on the couch.
"STAY!" I commanded.
"Yes sir." He said while saluting me.
I figured where Zayn would be. He was in his room drawing. I did the same to him as I did with Nialler.
Louis was rehearsing. I dragged him into the living room and he made some really stupid jokes along the way.
Harry was in his bed reading a baby blue book. I gave him one look and he knew what to do. He sat the book down and obediently went to the living room.
I stood in front of the boys with my arms crossed. "Okay, let's get something straight. There will be absolutely NO messing with my sister. She's off limits. Got it?"
Louis and Niall groaned. "Oh, why though?" They whined.
I gave them the death stare. "Because her whole life... With my family," I said adding the last part before anyone asked any questions, "She's been locked up in a stinkin' house. You're the only boys she's met in the last seven years, that she's not in any-kind-of-way related to. The girl's a book worm. In just about every book, that is romance books, the relationships are perfect. I don't want her getting hurt. I've got my eye on you two." I turned to face Harry and Zayn. "Don't think you two are both off the hook either."
Harry sighed. "In case you haven't noticed, she hate's me."
"She's not my type!" Zayn piped in.
"Still." I grumbled.
"Fine." They all said.
"Okay you can go now." I said dismissing them.
If any of them lay a finger on Rhiannon, they're seriously gonna regret it.
I wonder if Liam is deaf and blind. How could he not tell Rhiannon hate's me? Don't they have like, a sibling telepathy or something? Maybe he's just mental. I mean, I can see him being a little overprotective over his sister, but he's going a bit overboard. I think the last thing she want's right now is people telling her what to do.
I retreated back to my room. Rhiannon was still asleep on the bed. Is it possible to get car lag? If so she has a serious case. But I guess that's what happens if you haven't been in a car in over seven years. I tiptoed around the room, trying to be as quiet as possible. I reached my side of the bed and grabbed the blue book off of it.
Yes, I know it's wrong to read her diary. I honestly don't know why I do. I should stop, but I can't! With each entry I learn something new. And who knows, it might actually help us get along.
I tiptoed out of the room and headed for the balcony. I opened the sliding glass doors and opened the diary. I sat down on one of the chairs out there and flipped the book open to a random page and started reading.
What is it like to love? I've been thinking lately, will my Prince Charming ever rescue me? Will I ever find my Romeo? But also, it seems I won’t as long as I'm stuck in this prison. I talked to mother about it the other day and she said nobody loves me (apart from my real family of course) and nobody ever will. For a moment, I believed her. Who would love me? The shy girl who writes and read's all day. Not that it matters. Nobody even knows I exist.
What's the quote? "It's better to have loved and lost than to ever have loved at all". Now I fear I will never get the chance at love. My home is like my tower. Unfortunately, my hair isn't long enough for my price to find me.
A part of me is scared to love. What if I get hurt? Liam's gone out with plenty of girls but it usually ends in heartbreak for one of them. I don't want that to happen to me though.
Ta at for now,
Rhiannon Anne (Griffiths Bowen) Payne xxx
I flipped to the next page when I heard the door open. Uh-oh. What do I do? Do I hide the book? What if it's Rhiannon? I looked up and saw Zayn. I gave a sigh of relief.
He sat down on the chair next to me and said "Vas happenin'?"
"Nothing." I muttered.
"What cha got there?" Before I could respond he grabbed the book out of my hand and looked down at the cover. He sighed. "Really Hazza? Really?"
This time I sighed. "I know, I know."
"You've gotta tell her."
"And make her hat me even more? Hate isn't something I handle well!"
Zayn shrugged. "She needs to earn your trust."
"When did you become Liam?" I muttered.
"When he became the overly protective adoptive brother."
I sighed. "Fine, I'll tell her." I lied. But I WOULD stop reading her diary.
Zayn tossed the book back to me and I caught it. He got up and patted my back before he left.
"Where is it?!?!" I said as I tossed another pillow off the bed. "Oh no, oh no, oh no! What if somebody read's it?"
"Chill Rhi, I'm sure it'll turn up." Liam said
I. looked up at him. "All my deepest feeling are in there!"
He put his hands up in front of him and left. I sighed and went back to tearing the room apart. I heard somebody walk in. "Whoa."
"Yeah, I know it's messy but I have to find it!" I said through clenched teeth.
"What are you looking for exactly?" Harry asked.
"Oh, you mean this?" He said. I turned around and sure enough he was holding it right in his hand. "I found it in the living room."
I ran up and hugged him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Um, okay..." He said awkwardly.
"Oh, uh, sorry." I said and pulled away. He handed my book back to me. "Thanks." I said and gave him a little smile and looked back at the room.
"Why don't we clean this?" He asked and I nodded in response.
I was freaking out when I couldn't find you today. I tore the room apart. Liam tried to help, but he just doesn't understand how much you mean to me. Nobody does.
I was about to give up all hope when something amazing happened. Harry came in and said he found my diary. I don't think he read it. Who knows, maybe we can be friends.
Ta ta for now,
Rhiannon Anne (Griffiths Bowen) Payne xxx