My Big Brother

Ashely Styles is 11 months younger than Harry. She loves her brother to death. They're best friends. Everyone knows who they are. Especially Ashely's name. She's every boy's dream girl. Funny, wild, crazy. And good looking. She charms her way out of trouble. Harry thinks no one is good enough for his sister. He scares off every guy she goes on a date with. He loves her to death. Ashely's his best friend aside from his three other mates (Niall, Louis and Liam). But not even they are allowed to look at her for too long let alone ask her to prom without approval.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled at him.

"Why are you acting like this?!" He followed me up to my room.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I hung up my phone.

"I CAN'T BELIEIEVE YOU!" I pushed him out of my room.

"Ashely! What did I do!?" He begged for an explination.

"Never talk to me again! You're not my brother!" I screamed.

He made him leave. He did this.


43. 911

**Ashely's POV**

In the morning, Zayn and I changed into our uniforms. But the moment his Mum pulled out of the driveway, we were tripping over each other so we could change. Zayn took off his shirt.

"You know, you don't have to leave to change." He said. "I am your boyfriend if I'm not mistaken. There isn't a difference between you in a bathing suit and you in your bra and underware."

I blushed. "I'm self conscious." I explained.

"Fine, if it makes you feel better," he walked over to the corner and pressed his head against the wall.

"What are you doing?" I laughed while pulling some of my clothes out of a drawer. I'm here so much, Zayn cleared a drawer in his dresser just for me and the clothes I leave behind. It even has an 'M' on it.

"I'm not looking. Change." He said.

I giggled and began to take off my shirt. "I see you peaking."

"Sorry." He muttered.

I quickly changed into a white tank top and jeans. "You can turn around." I said while walking over to his closet. "Did I leave my sweater over here?"

"Should be hanging on the hook on the door." Zayn walked over and pulled it down for me.

"Thanks. Now put a shirt on." I patted his chest.

"Don't act like you don't like it." He winked.

"Oh, don't worry about that." I faked a disgusted look. Zayn held my hips and pushes me against the wall. A devious smile on your face. He's about to say something when the doorbell rings.

"Your friend Niall? Yeah, he's the ultimate cock blocker." Zayn groans before letting go of me. I giggled and skipped down the steps.

"Nice to know you hadn't really ran away." Niall walked in.

"Nice to know you enter homes without invitations." I shut the door and laughed.

"Babes, I'm Irish. We don't need these so called 'invitations' because we are simply the life of the party." Niall smirked. "Did you hear? It might snow today!"

"Oh joy." I sarcastically say.

"I know, right!" Niall, on the other hand, is genuinely excited. "We can make a snow man, or snow angels- OH! WE CAN BUILD A FORT AND HAVE A HUGE SNOW BALL FIGHT!" He grinned.

"I heard snow ball fight." Zayn came running in while buttoning the top of his shirt. "It's snowing?!" He grinned.

"Might later today." Niall stated. Zayn grinned. "So, mall?" I jumped in my spot and nodded.

"There's a mall around here?!" Zayn gasped. I wouldn't blame him, this place is very small.

"Just five minutes out of town. Ash, you have your cut?" Niall raised his eyebrow. Niall always wanted me to help pay for cab fairs.

"Get it." I narrowed my eyes and pointed to my shirt.

"Zayn!" Niall yelled.

Before I could say anything, Zayn grabbed me from behind and put his hand right below my neck line. "Is that what you want?"

"As much as I'd like to be groped by you right now," I sarcastically said, "I'll have to pass." I took the money out myself and plopped the 20 in Niall's hand.

"Ew. Ew. It's warm!" Niall said. I laughed.

"You called The cab already?" Zayn asked.

Niall nodded and then, as if on Que there was a honk outside. Zayn handed me my phone from the coffee table and then handed it to me. "Thanks, babe." I smiled.

"BARF" Niall choked then headed out. Zayn grabbed his wallet and I got my bag then we got into the cab. "Northwest Mall, please. Oh, hey Bill!"

"Skipping again?" The driver shook his head. "And you've brought a friend!"

"Excuse me, I haven't skipped since October. Be proud of me." I scoffed. "This is Zayn by the way."

"The names Bill." The driver said as he began to drive. "Been driving these two skippers since the 6th grade." He chuckled.

Zayn gave Niall and I a surprised look. "What? We don't like school." I muttered.

"Zayn is Ashely's boyfriend by the way!" Niall grinned.

"Brother letting you date?" Bill asked with a bit of shock in his voice.

"Are you kidding me? They got into an argument just yesterday and she ran away to his house." Niall rolled his eyes.

"It was a horrible fight." I stated.

"I bet it was, baby girl." Bill laughed.

We rode the rest of the way in silence. It was a good silence. When we got to the mall, Niall handed over the money.

"Hey, it's on the house." Bill motioned Niall to take it back. "Just promise me you''ll graduate so you don't have a sucky job like I." Bill smiled.

"Thanks man." Niall did a handshake with him.

"Thank you!" I grinned widely and shook his hand.

"It was nice meeting you, Zayn. Hope to see you when it's not during school hours." The older man laughed. "Have fun!"

We thanked him once more then got out. "I want my 20 back." I glared at Niall.

"Um, how about... No? This is going to buy your birthday present!" Niall grinned.

"You haven't bought it yet?!" I exclaimed loudly.

"Sorry." Niall put his hands up in defense.

"Cop at 12 o'clock." Zayn snapped at us.

I covered my eyes with my hands. "Oh no! I'm so scared!" I laughed.

"What? Didn't bring the rest of your group?" The woman asked.

"No, Clara. They're being good students and staying in school." I heard Niall sigh.

"I see you, Ashely." The woman said.

"No, you don't." I giggled then put my hands down. She rolled her eyes and smiled while shaking her head. "Can I ride your Segway!?" I grinned.

"Sorry, Hon. I don't get to have it today." Clara smiled then shifted her eyes towards the boy who was now holding my hand.

"Clara, this is Zayn." I introduced him. "My boyfriend. And no, Harry doesn't know a thing. He and I had an argument last night and I ended up going to his house then Niall asked us to skip. So, here we are!"

"Well, Zayn. Don't let these two pull you into any trouble. If they ask you to do something, say no!" Clara warned.

Niall and I scoffed. "What kind of people do you think we are?!" We said in unison.

Clara laughed. "Just stay in school!" She pointed before walking away.

"So let me get this straight, you can skip as long as you promise to graduate?" Zayn asked as we began to walk.

"Pretty much." I shrugged as if it meant nothing big.

"You guys do this often?" Zayn raised an eyebrow.

"No!" Niall and I said. Zayn gave us an unconvinced look. "Maybe." Zayn's look got colder. "Yes." We groaned.

"But we've been clean for 2 months!" Niall explained.

"You say it as if we're on drugs." I said.

"Oh, whatever!" Niall said. "I'll meet you two at the food court in 20 minutes!" He then ran away.

"Well, now that we're alone..." Zayn's voice trails off. Zayn let go of my hand and for a second, I was about to get upset but then he wrapped his protective arm around my waist and pulled me so close, we were touching. "We can act like a real couple in public for once."

I looked down and blushed. He squeezed me tighter.

"You're cute when you blush." He smiled and kissed my cheek.

This is exactly what I wanted. To be able to have Zayn hold me and kiss me and just act like a real boyfriend in public without a worry in the world. I just want us to have an actual relationship like you'd see all over tumblr and shit. Hey, I wonder if Zayn and I could be one of those cute ass couples you'd see on there! That would be fun. People using our pictures for sappy quotes or saying "To have a relationship like them". Oh my gosh, DYING! That would be amazing.

"Ashely..." Zayn snapped me out of my wonderful day dream. "Your smile is about to touch your forehead." He chuckled. "What are you thinking about?"

"Just us." I explained and looked at him.

"And what exactly was happening in that thought bubble of yours?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Just us being like this... All the time... Forever..." I shrugged.

"What a coincidence." He squeezed me tighter. "So was I." He began to lean down when his phone started to go off. Groaning, he took it out. "Remember how I said Niall was a cock block? Yeah. Still is." He answered his phone. "Hello? You what? At least ask her how old she is. The last thing we need is for someone to get arrested. Now leave me alone. Goodbye. LOVE YOU!" Zayn chuckled then hung up.

I raised an eyebrow.

"Niall has met a girl and told us to meet him in an hour instead." Zayn put his phone back in his pocket. "Now where were we? Oh yeah." He leaned down and pecked my lips. I grinned.

Somebody take a picture!

Zayn pulled away and leaned his forehead against mine, a cheesy smile on his face. He held both of my hands and his smile grew bigger. "I love you. You know that, right?"

"I bet you didn't know that I love you, too. Right?" I smiled before hugging him tightly. He squeezed me right back before pulling away.

"Let's go look at shoes?" He suggested as we walked past a Nike store. Zayn couldn't take his eyes off of the shop.

He literally jumped when I said, "Alright!" He grabbed my hand and began to walk towards it but me being the person I am tripped.... Over the air -.-

"Augh! Babe! I'm so, so, so, so, sorry!" Zayn picked me up and hugged me. "Please tell me you're okay."

"Zayn, I trip on a daily bases." I giggled then pulled away. I began to brush myself up. "I'm fine, really!" I put both of my thumbs up and grinned.

"I know but still. I'm always scared you're going to hurt yourself." He frowned.

"Zayn, I am a total klutz. I think you should get used to it because this is not the last time I'm going to trip. Now let's go and look at those shoes." I pulled him inside.

I sat on the bench beside him as he tried on different shoes. He was constantly eyeing the window though. I followed his vision and saw him looking at the new red and black Nikes. Priced? 300 dollars. Zayn sighed.

"Why don't you get the ones you keep looking at?" I asked.

He looked at me. "Because Ashely. I'm not a girl. 300 bucks is way too much for shoes. Besides, I only have 150 on me." His lips turned into a tight line. "And that's 300 bucks is even the mark down holiday price."

"Oh." I said. IDEA! "Hey, I'm going to go and look at some shoes over there. Maybe they have some like it for a lower price."

"Doubt it." He grumbled as I walked away.

I rolled my eyes and went straight for the counter. "Hey, I know Cristian is working today! Get him!" I'm ordered the boy at the register.

"Um... Sure?" He went into the back room then came back with a boy.

"Ah, Ashely. What brings you here?" Cristian used to go to school with us but dropped out in early October.

"Come with me, friend. I have to talk to you." I said.

We walked over to the side of the store. I leaned against the wall and looked at him.

"So, you're skipping again?" He chuckled.

"I wish everyone would stop asking. Obviously, if I'm here at 10am." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm sorry." He laughed. "So, what did you need?"

*Zayn's POV*

I put the shoes I had just tried on away and stood up. Where is Ashely? This store isn't that big but I've lost her. I signed and walked around. I was about to cut a corner when I saw her. She was talking to a boy. I crouched down and listened.

"Thanks babe! I owe you one!" She squealed.

"Anytime." He replied with a chuckle. "You look great by the way, still cheering?"

"Yup!" She giggled.

"And you've lost weight!" He cooed.

"You noticed! I dropped five but my oblivious boyfriend hasn't said anything." I can just picture her eye roll.

"Hey, babe. We need to catch up sometimes, yeah? How about lunch next Tuesday since you're going to be on break?" My eyes widened.

"Of course! You still have my number?" I guess he nodded because she giggled. "Alright. I've got to go and find my boyfriend. Remember, this is a secret!"

"My lips are sealed." The guy said.

"Thanks again. Bye!" Ashely giggled.

I ran back to the aisle before the one I was in and pretended to be inspecting some shoes.

"Oh, there you are!" Ashely adjusted her purse while walking towards me. "I think we should start heading towards the food court."

"Okay..." I muttered.

She smiled towards me. As we left, I caught a boy winking at her. The only reason why I knew it was for her is because she giggled and waved.

I didn't even hold her hand as we walked. They were shoved deeply into my pockets.

"Hey." The girl bumped me. "What's wrong?" I didn't reply. "Was it because of the shoes? I'm sure the prices will lower soon."

I just walked faster. When we reached the food court, a girl had just left the table Niall was sitting at.

"Who was that?" Ashely said, watching the girl over her shoulder.

"Abby." He muttered. "She called me cute then walked away when she found out I'm only 16."

"How old was she?" Ashely questioned.

"19! And that's the only digits I got." He crossed his arms then looked at me. "Hey, what's up with you?"

"His knickers are in a bunch because he couldn't afford a pair of shoes." Ashely giggled.

"Those new Nikes?!" He exclaimed. She nodded. "They're like 200 bucks!"

"300." Ashely corrected.

"Hell, I would be mad too!" Niall threw his hands in the air.

Ashely took out her phone and looked at her reflection. After a few seconds, she clicked it open and opened the camera. "Smile Niall!" She pointed it at him.

He made a funky face as she clicked the "capture" button. She showed him and Niall grinned. "Post that on Facebook later and write 'Yes ladies, he's single. Any takers?'" He chuckled.

"Smile Zayn." She pointed toward me. I still had a smug look on my face. "Okay, please?" Nothing. "I know you're upset about the shoes but get over it! They're shoes!"

"Says the girl who held her breath and almost died when Louis wouldn't give her his UGGS." Niall smirked.

"UGGS are for girls!" Ashely growled.

"And Louis does not dress like a straight man." Niall chuckled.

Ashely rolled her eyes. "Fine." She took a picture of herself then put her phone away. "Lets get going, yeah?"

"We still have 5 hours!" Niall groaned as we stood up.

"That is five hours of sleep, my friend." She pointed out, earning a grin from Niall.

When we got a cab, I had Niall sit in the middle. I was still upset she was talking to another guy and making plans. I was so ready to confront her the moment we got home.

As we pulled up, I walked fast and unlocked the door.

"Hey, wait up!" Ashely said after saying a goodbye to Niall. She hopped inside as soon as I opened the door. "Bbuurrr." She shivered. "I guess it will snow, it's freezing outside."

I violently kicked off my shoes and slammed the giant closet shut.

"Boy, you're really upset about those shoes." She whispered.

"That's not why I'm mad." I turned to her. "Why the fuck were you talking to another guy today?!"

"Well, Niall did invite us." She shrugged.

"Not him!" I snapped. "That bastard from the Nike store!"

"Oh... That.." Her voice trailed off.

"Yeah.. That!" I sarcastically said. "You made plans with him while you have a boyfriend?!"

"Zayn, I can explain!" She said.

"What is this secret you two were talking about?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Okay, that..." She looked into the air for an excuse. "Wait, why were you eaves-dropping?!" Ashely pointed her finger towards me.

I grabbed her wrist and push her against the wall. "You are cheating on me, aren't you?!"

Her eyes tripled in size. "WHAT?!"

"You thought you were slick, didn't you?!" I held her arms tighter. "WELL?!" I screamed at her.

*Ashely's POV*

"Zayn, stop!" I yelled as he gripped tighter on my wrists. "Let me explain!"

"There is nothing to explain!" The veins in his neck were popping out. "You're cheating on me, aren't you?!"

"Zayn, NO!" I screamed in utter terror before using all my strength to push him off. He stumbled back and landed on his bum. "First of all, that kid is my friend! He dropped out in October because kids were constantly making fun of him for being gay! So yeah, Zayn. I don't think he would want me in that way."

I grabbed my giant purse off of the floor and opened it.

"Second of all, the secret was supposed to wait until the holidays but because it can't wait without you fucking assuming anything." I yanked the box out of my bag. "There! I promised my next SIX paychecks to get your damn shoes!"

He opened the box then slowly looked at me.

"Don't even say anything, I'm leaving." I shook my head and wiped my tears away. As I got to the door, I stopped. "I really thought you we're better than this, Zayn. I thought you were past this whole anger thing and you wouldn't need to attend those classes next month. Guess I was wrong."

With that, I ran out. Tears streaming down my face, I didn't care if people in their cars looked at me weirdly. I didn't stop running until I was at the bakery. Mum gave me a confused look.

"Aren't you suppose to be in school?!" She began but stopped when she saw me crying. "Honey..."

I ran over and hugged her. "H-he hurt me again, Mummy. Why did he do that?! He promised me he wouldn't do that! Why did he do this to me?! I thought he loved me! You don't do this to people you love!" I screamed into her shoulder.

"Baby, calm down. Breath. You don't want to have an anxiety attack again. Do you?" She whispered.

I choked in air and tried to breath it out.

"Calm down, Ashely." Mum said.

"I thought he loved me." I cried.

"He does, Ashe-"

"THEN WHY DID HE HURT ME?!" I pulled away.

My head got foggy and I began to breath hard. It was as if someone was sitting on my chest.

"Ashely!" Mum yelled.

My body was shaking violently as if I was put inside a freezer in shorts and a tank top. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees as I tried to breath.

"Call 911." Was the last thing I heard before passing out.


OOOOHHH SHE PASSED OUT!!!! Whats gonna happen now???

Sooo yeah I don't have anything new to tell you guys right now... soo...


:) there.




~Luv KittyKat

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