STYLES in Disguise *slow editing*

CHAPTER 7: Roller Coaster Life

My boring life gets more boring like I've never imagined. Supposedly, I'm having fun while I'm still young; living my life to the fullest. Right?

Life sucks especially when you're just experiencing agony. It hurts when you think things will turn out right because you're doing your best. Despite of these things, I still hold on to God's words that he's just giving this triumphs and problems to test our faith in him and to make us strong.

Life may be confusing, but let's just enjoy the roller coaster ride of our lives.

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My eyes were closed as I tried to sleep. I twisted and turned but I still can't sleep. What wrong with me? Maybe I'm just experiencing home sick. I really missed my hometown.

My room was located on the second floor of the house near the staircase. The walls were painted lavender, like my old room. It has a couch and a computer set at the corner of the room. The lights were excellent, they don't glare me. I got one big wooden cabinet and my own bathroom. This room is beautiful.

It was nearly 8 o'clock in the morning the next day, but still I get no sleep yet. Many things are bothering me. Especially what I acted last night was simply rude and I accused an innocent woman as my Father's mistress. Way the go Stacey! Tsk!

My eyes fluttered as I heard a unfamiliar deep voice. He screamed too loud that can break my eardrums.

Do they know that I'm trying to sleep here? No. but I care to have some silent mode environment. Who is it anyway? I'm sure he's not Zayn or Dad.

I got up on bed and slid my feet in my slippers. I opened the door and walked over the staircase. There was Zayn and a guy at his age, talking and laughing.

"Hey! Please, shut the hell up. I'm trying to sleep here." I ranted, crossing my arms. They both looked at my direction, startled. I rolled my eyes.

They're very annoying. They can talk in a moderate volume but planning for neighbors to hear what they are talking about? Boys are boys, really. Urgh...

I turned around, walked out and slammed the door behind me.

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(Liam's POV)

Last night, I was calling up Zayn but he won't answer. Maybe he's busy, but no. He'll definitely answer though he's taking his shower. There's must be something wrong.

I decided to drop by at Zayn's house the next day.

I knocked on their main door and Zayn opened the door.

"Zayn.." I called out loudly making my voice echoed throughout the house.

"How are you, eh mate?" we did the bro hug. "I was calling you up last night but you wouldn't answer. What's wrong? Did Perrie and you had a world war 3?"

"No. Silly Leeyum." He placed his hand over my shoulder; laughing. "Stacey, dad and I just ..." he explained but I cut him off.

"Stacey?" I turned to look at him and raised him an eyebrow. I s this guy is cheating on Perrie? I'll kick his ass if he really is.

"Yes. Stacey. You heard it right mate." He said while nodding. "She's my sister." He added.

I sighed and I'm absolutely surprised that Zayn got a little sister.

"You're thinking about me cheating on Perrie huh? What a dirty mind you have mate."

'Yeah. Sort of. I don't know that you have a sister."

"Now you know." He said. We both burst into laughter.

"Hey. Please, shut the hell up. I'm trying to sleep here." A teenage girl ranted from the staircase while arms were crossed. So she's Zayn's sister huh?

Her long curly dark hair is perfect. Her eyes and lips were like Zayn, but she doesn't look exactly like Zayn. She looks like more of her mother maybe. She's tall and her body is perfect. She's beautiful in wearing that white v-neck shirt and shorts.

Did you just check her out Liam? Shut up you. I have my girlfriend.

She walked out and slammed the door. Oh boy, this gonna be a rough start for them.

"Zayn.." getting his attention. "Would you mind if I go upstairs and say hi to your lil' sis?" I asked.

"I won't but I think this is not the right time. You know, uhm.., she's kind of, uhm... angry at this moment." He said with concern on his face.

"Yup. I know." Popping the P. "A lion can be tamed what more with your sistah." I chuckled. "What if I ask her to go to the nearby amusement park? Mate, maybe she's simply bored that's why she's acting like that." I reassured him.

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(Stacey's POV)

While laying on my bed, I heard 3 knocks at the door.

"Who is it?" I called out.

What now? Are they trying to put some jokes on me? Try me! I'll kill them.

"It's me Liam. May I come in?" he's such a gentleman.

"The door is open." I answered.

The door slightly opened as I sat up on my bed, revealing a tall and handsome man. I don't know what to say but he's too adorable. He's wearing a grey jacket with a white fabric inside, a black jeans, a cap and a pair of sneakers.

He walks slowly, tugging his hands inside his pockets. "Stacey right?" he asked.

"Yes." I looked at him waiting for the things he might say.

"I'm just wondering if you want to go to an amusement park? I know, it's really boring up here." She asked me with a PLEASE look on his face.

"I asked for Zayn's permission, and he said Yes." He added.

"What is your name again?" I leaned closer.

You used the word AGAIN as if you knew him before.

Shut up you voice in my mind.

"Liam. Liam Payne." He introduced himself.

"Oh..Leanne. Nice meeting you Leanne Payne."

"L-I-A-M. Lee-yum." He spelled out. I chuckled.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Liam. Didn't heard it right. Haha." And we shook hands.

"Is Zayn coming?" I asked him, wanting to hear that Zayn is coming with us.

"I'm afraid to say but I don't think so." He said. I frowned.

"Would you mind if you wait for a moment, I'll just take my shower and to some girls thingy. I find amusement parks amazing so I'm coming." Then he left my room. I hastily went to the bathroom and do my thing.