~Don't exactly know who requested this one. But for me personally, it's slightly awkward~
~ I'm stopping this preference book thingy at 100. Then I don't know what i'm doing after~
~ And pretend somehow you are their miracle biological black daughter. And your going to be 17~
~Oh my fucking gosh. I hate soccer much. Which sucks for me because my boyfriend is Colombian, and he forces me to watch it with him -_- Fuck my life~
Niall: "Niall" Your twin sister squeals annoyingly, throwing her arms around your brother. He just came back from a year long tour, and your sister is obviously excited to see him, unlike you. You roll your eyes at her stupidity as your dad nudges you. Looking at him you catch his frown "Go greet him" He whispers harshly, giving you a no nonsense look. With a childish huff you spread an obviously fake smile on your face as you step towards your brother. "Welcome home Niall" You say, faking the cheerful voice as you hold your arms out. "Thanks [y/n]" He says, sounding stuck up as he stiffly pulls you into a painful looking hug. You both quickly pull back and you look at your dad, giving him a 'You happy now' look. He smiles and pats your cheek. "Niall I'm so happy your here. I can't wait to do everything we did when you were gone" Your sister squeals again. Niall smiles wide as he throws an arm around her shoulders, leading her towards the baggage claim. "Come on sweetie" Your dad sighs, catching sight of your hurt face which you quickly cover up. He places an arm around your shoulders "You know he loves you" He whispers in your ear, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. You say nothing to him, just letting him lead you towards the baggage claim. Once he finally got his luggage you both made your way to the car, all piling in. You shoved your headphones in your ears, blocking out the annoying sounds of your sister and brother.
~At your house~
Once the car came to a complete stop you tried to sneak out and into your room. Getting as far as your stairs until your dads voice stops you. "[y/n], why don't you stay down here and hear about the tour" Your dad suggests. "No" You state simply, turning around to walk up your stairs. "Stay [y/n]" He says firmly and you groan but stomp over to the love seat, plopping down and giving your dad a pissed off look. As Niall began his stories you zoned out, only picking up snips and bits as he drones on and on. At some point in his story your dad gets a call and he excuses himself to go answer it. And that's when then turn, and turn fast. "So, how has my favorite sister been doing?" He asks your twin, smiling wide as you look at him shocked. You always knew he favored her, but to say it out loud. "I'm doing great" She beams "Just excited your back" You bawl your fists up, contemplating throwing at lamp at both their faces as they talk like you're not there. "Well how about tomorrow, i'll take you shopping? Then we go to lunch and maybe a movie" He suggests. And when she nods is when you decided to speak up. "Wow. You guys got nerve" You say, glaring at them with hands on your hips. "Oh. You're here" Your sister sneers. "Yes bitch, I'm here" You reply back. "[y/n}, don't talk to her like that" Niall reply, standing up to glare back at you. "I will talk to that thing however I want to" You say just as snarky "I know both of you are ignorant when it comes to siblings but at least wait till I leave the room. Or at least invite me" You growl. "Why would I invite you. We don't want you there" He replies. Your silent for a second, just as your dad walks back into the room. Though you three ignore him. "You think I want to be there. You honestly think I want to hang out with a bunch up stuck up bitches like you?" You laugh humorlessly "[y/n]?!" You dad scolds, though you pay him no mind. "I never loved you" He sneers. "Niall. How dare you-" Your dad begins, only for you to cut him off "No dad it's okay" You smile at him, making your way to the stairs "I don't love him either"
Harry: "No mom please. Don't make me go on tour with him" You beg your mother, giving her the cliche puppy dog eyes and pouty lip. "Please. I don't want to go" She shakes her head, looking up airline tickets for you and your sister as you get on your knees. "Your going [y/n]" She tells you "It will be good to see your brother again" She smiles, only for you to scowl "I don't want to see him mom" She shoots you a stern look "Don't be like that. Your going and that's final. Now go pack, you leave in three hours" You heave an over dramatic sigh as you slowly stand to your feet. "You really hate me don't you" You grumble angrily as you make your way out the living room and towards your room. You push past your sister when you see her, almost making her fall to the floor "Oops" You smirk. "Fuck you" She hisses, narrowing her eyes at you. "Want to repeat that" You dare her, stepping in her face as you stare her down. "I said get packed [y/n]!" You mom yells, having heard your mini argument from the living room. Damn her and her mom hearing. "Next time" You promise her, walking into your room and slamming the door.
~After the plane ride. In the hotel~
"Harry" Your sister scream, running full speed into his open arms. Your eyes roll when he spins her around, placing a kiss on her cheek. He puts her down and introduces her to the rest of the band, and they pull her into hugs. "Oh and that's my other sister. [y/n]" He says bordly, lazily pointing to where you were standing. "Don't touch me" You warn when they come to you with open arms. "Watch how you talk to them [y/n]" He warns, giving you a glare "And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it?" You test, smirking at his pissed off face "Why are you so difficult" "Why are you such a prick" "Better than being a spoiled brat who doesn't know where she isn't wanted" He smirks and your sister giggles. "Well I would rather be a spoiled brat than a jackass who has his head shoved up his ass" You snarl. "The fuck did you say" He says darkly "I don't repeat myself" You smirk. "Why are you here?" He asks "Nobody wanted or asked you to be here. Your just a third wheel. I originally asked mom to let only [y/s/n] come, but she forced me to bring you. I don't like you [y/n], hell I don't love you. I wish you would go away" He rants. It's deathly silent as you push the burning tears back. "Fine. I'll leave. You don't have to worry about me ever again" You promise turning and walk out with your head held high, determined to make good on your promise.
Zayn: You and your brother hated each other, plain and simple. He makes it clear that he favors your sister. He always takes her out shopping, dinner, movies, and concerts. Leaving you at home alone. Your parents tried to everything to get you both to talk or make up, but nothing worked. Every plan ended in him punching a wall and you in tears. They finally stopped when you threw your shoe at his head, deciding you will both work it out when your ready. Your sitting on the couch watching your favorite TV show when Zayn and your sister walk in, laughing about some random shit which you don't care about. "Can you guys shut the fuck up" You say politely, giving them an chilly smile. "Why don't you go upstairs then" Zayn replies just as chilly, glaring daggers at you. "How about no. I was here first. You go upstairs" You say, turning your attention back to the TV screen. "Stop being so immature [y/n]" Zayn sighs, catching your attention again. "Me?!" You say disbelieving. "Says the asshole who takes my sister out all the time and leaves me at home. Says the guy who makes snide comments all the time, or who insults me constantly. Go fuck yourself Zayn" You yell, hopping off the couch, begging to storm to your room. "This is why I don't love you" He shouts out after you. "That's fabulous Zayn, because I don't love you either. I hope both of you rot in hell" You yell back, slamming your bedroom door.
Liam: You knew they never meant to make you feel unwanted, you're older brother and sister. They just connected better. They both liked the same things, sports, books, movies, everything. You never said anything as you watched them go out for movies, or basketball games, just wishing they would invite you also. Your parents reassured you that he loves you also, though you are finding it extremely hard to believe. You begin to slowly start to resent your brother and sister. When they ask you something you reply with short answers or flat out ignore them, just giving a blank look then walking away. After a while they both went to your parents, confused as to why you were acting that way. When your parents told them why you were being rude they were overcome with guilt, never knowing you felt that way. They went you, intent on apologizing. Only to get shot down with your snide comments, telling them to "Take your apology and shove it up both of your asses". After that they tried their hardest to include you in their activities, only to get the cold shoulder every time. They went back to your parents, not knowing what to do. They called a family meeting, finally forcing you to have a slightly civil conversation with each other. It didn't last long though. You instantly shooting down their apologizes, giving them mean looks, and cutting them off at every explanation. It finally ended with you blowing up, screaming at both of them with an "I don't love either of you. I hate you"
Louis: You were the complete opposite of your sister. She was loud, you were quiet, she was outgoing, you were shy, she was popular, you were less popular; sticking to your main group of friends. She was just like your brother, and that's why they get along along so well. You knew he favors her, and even though you pretend not to care you do. You finally after much time confronted him, shyly slinking to where he is lounging on the couch, watching a stupid soccer game. "Um, can I talk to you?" You ask him. He gives a loud sigh like your bothering him but nods, muting the tv and swiveling towards you. "Hurry up, I want to watch this" He says grouchily. "Well...Do you love me?" You start bluntly. "Yes. Are we through" He say hurriedly, rolling his eyes. "No honestly Louis. Do you love me?" You ask again "I said ye-" "Don't fucking lie" You accuse, narrowing your eyes at him "I know you don't so don't even try to say you do. I know you love [y/s/n] more. So why not admit it" You say lowly. A smirk slowly spreads across his face. "Your right. I do love [y/s/n] more. Your boring [y/n], you don't do anything. Your a bore to have around. I wish you were never born. I would rather have [y/s/n], as my only sister" He sneers, laughing at your shocked face. "Your dismissed" He says, waving you off as he turns the TV volume back up.
~I got tired with the last three. Sorry there short~
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