Dark Secrets

I looked at the younger with a smile noticing every detail of her feature. She had long purple hair with a light blue on the tips, nose and lip piercing, pale white skin, wore thick black eyeliner, black Rolling Stones tee with black skinnies and black TOMS. She had the happy attitude giving me a nice smile but I knew that she hated this job because of the way she tells it in her eyes. "Can I help you?"

"U-umm no, not really, yeah kind of, sort of. You see I'm looking for a job and I was wondering if you guys were hiring people to help out?" I asked playing with my hands.

"Let me think. You live in a home with only guys, the eldest one is like the parent of the house controlling everything you do, the second mysteriously left not giving any reason, third guy seems nice although he has a rough patch," The girl said. I looked at her as if someone told her my life.

"Did someone tell you about this?" I asked looking around the room.

"Nope I just know because of the way you act around people like your buddy right there next to you and plus I kind of over heard your guys conversation. Are you two couples or just close friends?" The girl leaned up asked the counter.

"Okay and you can see him?" I was shocked. This girl can see Will. I looked over to my left and the person next to me was not Will.

"Of course I can see him The tall guy with curly long hair and green eyes, who couldn't?" She smiled.

"Renee, what are you doing?" Harry asked arms crossed at his chest.

"Getting a job, Harry. I'm fine okay see look. You and Louis can't do everything to pay for things. I want to make money of my own so I can buy my own little things," I gave a small smile. "You have to trust me please."

Harry looked at me then leaned over giving a hug, "I trust that you won't do anything dumb, you promise not to be a ass?"

"I promise." I hugged tighter around.

Harry let me go then looked at the girl, "She's good. Have fun at your job here, Renee."

I looked back at the young girl as she handed me a name tag and cap, "Here you go, and oh by the way my name is Charlie Stone, age seventeen, fucking hate high school and love old music."

Notes

Sorry for the short chapter, I promise I'll make the next update longer....