❇ HIT ME LIKE A HURRICANE ❇
Niall
After a long car ride full of Anne and my mom discussing things that they have in common and Harry's intense staring practically in my soul we arrived at the styles' family home and let me tell you it looks similar to a summer time resort in places like Hawaii and I'd fall in live with it...ya know if I wasn't going to spend majority of my time cleaning every speck of this place
"I hope you like the house, it's not much really but we hope it's spacious enough for you guys" Anne tells us as their driver parks in front of the dream home
Does she not know how broke we are? We're lucky enough to sleep in the space of one living room
"Oh trust me this is paradise compared to our crap shack of a home" Greg mutters then my mom smacks him upside his head to which I try my best not to laugh which results in Greg glaring at me
"It's perfectly fine Anne we love it don't we boys?" She says giving us both a warning look
"Yes we do" we say in unison with smiles etched on our faces
Anne claps "okay well come on let's go look around the house" she says then walks out of the car and leads us inside with harry next to her as we follow her inside but before I can step foot inside the house Greg pulls me close to him and whispers
"That kid has been staring at you ever since we got in the car"
I nod in agreement feeling relieved that I wasn't the only one that noticed the rather unwanted attention I received from Harry, but deep down inside I think a part of me kind of liked the attention he was giving me.
I shake my head from my sudden thoughts and walk faster to catch up with everyone else while Greg follows in tow and when we step inside the house I am gobsmacked at how luxurious everything looks from the cherry wood floors to the fancy paintings on the walls and the giant white and black tiled staircase that looks like something from a house catalog online. Come to think to it this place seemed even more dreamy on the inside than it did on the outside if that's even humanly possible
"So here we have the foyer of the house which tends to be filled with guests from time to time when we have parties to celebrate things--
"Or whenever you want to drown yourself shamelessly in liquor" harry mumbles more to himself but I heard it and Anne must've heard it too as she gave harry a rather spiteful face and I tried to play it off as if I didn't hear anything but I caught harry smirking slightly at me as if he already knew I heard every word
"Right well" Anne suddenly clears her throat from the awkward and tense digression "let's continue on shall we?" She says and leads us to the living room
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After an hour and a half of Anne giving us a tour and introducing us to the chefs and maids of the property I am finally allowed to unpack in my new room which I must say is very pretty with lilac walls and cream colored furniture including a desk with a computer on it that reads "STYLES" in black and red letters with a melting design on it.
"Ya know just because you're mom and my mom get along doesn't mean the same goes for us"
I hear a deep voice say and I jump an turn around which meets me with the most adoring emerald eyes I've ever seen "I'm s-sorry w-what?" I stutter out completely caught off guard by his sudden appearance however this clearly wasn't a good choice of words as his demeanor suddenly changed while he straightened up against the now close room door
"God I know you're poor but are you retarded too?" He scoffs "I said that just because our moms get along doesn't mean we will which means if you got to my school which you more than likely will, do not speak to me or look at me when we're in public we're strangers entirely but around our mothers and your brother we're the best of friends. Do not interact or come out of this room if my friends are here unless I call you to get me food or something because I'm almost certain you're hideous presence isn't something that society or any house guest should witness. Oh and one more thing, you're just my servant you are my beck and call and you are beneath me"
I feel taken back and hurt by his words and hissing tone of voice towards me
Looks can be deceiving
I simply nod trying not to cry from the feeling of practical rejection
"Use your fucking words servant" he growls clearly annoyed with me
"Yes, I understand" I say unfortunately my voice cracks at the last word hinting at my sadness and for a second I could swear I see a glint of guilt and regret in his eyes but it's gone just as quick as it appeared
"Good, now I'm gonna go dinner should be ready at 8" he says and leaves like nothing happen and finally I let out all of my tears and cry into my hands
If this is my new life then I don't want to live it...
I'm sorry this is short but it's because I barely started coming back to this book and idk if I want to continue it but please me know what you guys think of it thus far and judging from the reviews I'll see what awaits the fate of this book.
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Servant
Fanfiction"You're just a servant. You are my beck and call. And most importantly, you are beneath me."
