Left Behind *Harry Styles Love Story*

I walked into the court room tugging on my outfit. What can I say I'm nervous, my mum just died and now I'm in court to see if I'm gonna have to stay with my brother. I hate my brother he can go get hit by a bus for all I care. Harsh? Nah its just how I feel. Hes a fucking douche! Just Saying. You people may love him, but Louis Tomlinson isn't what he seems like.


6. Chapter 3.

~Louis' P.O.V.~
Was that her? Was that really my sister, Brianna? 
She said her name wasn't Brianna, and she was french. But they looked so much like each other.
Harry went outside and called Brianna's Mary's name. Harry has always been in love with my sister, no he hasn't told me anything. But he was heartbroken when we found her shoes she wore that day next to the bride. When we found out she would be staying with us he was extatic, we were so caught up in the moment we didn't notice she was gone. I admit I was a jerk! And I didn't know what I was doing until the police broke the news to us that they couldn't find her body, and she was most likely dead. 

It felt like I was stabbed in the chest by a thousand knives, and I saw what I'd become. But Harry was far worse than anybody else even more than Nicole who was like her sister. He went into depression, and he started bringing a lot of girls home night after night. I think it was just his way of coping. He still does it though, he hasn't been himself for two years.

But herMary. She may have lied. You could see her face go pale when she saw me, Harry was the one who actually saw her first. And that other girl-whose name I don't know- looked like she lying, but then again she had so much confidence in her lie. It was almost believable. I can tell shes a very good liar, but I couldn't stop but not believing what she was saying. If it weren't for me losing hope, I would've believed it.

Harry came back to the table, no one said anything, no one made eye contact, all you could hear was chit chattering of the coffee being made and our steady breathing. All until Zayn spoke up.

"Was that really her?" He asked. Still no one said anything. No one did anything. 

Harry put his head in his hands and started sobbing. I tried comforting him that everything would be okay. I don't know if it was going to be okay, when I was saying that to Harry I wasn't trying to convince him. I was trying to convince myself.

"She...I know.. I.. Know it...was her..!" He said in between sobs. Maybe he did love her. 
Maybe it was her. I had no chance of knowing, I didn't know anything about that girl but the fact that her name is supposedly Mary and she lives in Paris.


Just maybe it could be her, that day she said she didn't want to stay with me, and when she found out she ran away. Left her shoes there so it could make it look like a suicide, they never did find her body.


Just maybe I'm right.

"Guys I know this isn't the time, but we do have to get to a photo shoot soon." Liam said getting all out of our trance.

But I couldn't get it out of my mind thinking. 

We might have found my sister.

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