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.


18. I Forbid!


We drove to Niall's place. We weren't even out of the car when he came rushing out to give us our hugs. Yes. Niall Horan is a giant teddy bear. Not kidding I could cuddle him all day if Harry would let me.

"You guys are late!" He muttered in my ear.

"A girl is never late. Everyone is simply too early." I smiled and went inside. (I live on this motto)

"That means your late." I heard him say to Harry.

"What!?" Louis shouted in Liam's face as I heard a bomb go off on the TV.

"I hate this game anyways." Liam muttered and chucked the remote halfway across the room.

"Hey guys!" I have them both hugs.

"You're not mad at us?" Louis whispered.

I shook my head and sat next to Liam. "SOooo what are we playing today?"

"Niall was thinking sorry or truth or dare. You choose." Liam explains.

I nodded. "Well, lets see how long it takes someone to flip the board on Sorry." I laughed.

"Ten bucks on Liam." Louis whispered in my ear.

"Fifteen on Niall!" I quietly giggled back.

He laughed

"Whats funny?" Liam looked at us suspiciously.

We both looked at him with a very serious face.

"I want to laugh too!" He complained.

"Sorry, you're not cool enough." Louis laughed and flipped his hair.

He rolled his eyes as Niall and Harry came in.

"No one brought Zayn?" Niall asked.

"Were we supposed to?" Harry shot him a questioning glance.

"Well I thought he was a part of our group no-"

"He isn't part of our group. He's only temporary. I don't like him." Harry snapped.

"You said you didn't like Louis either!" I argued.

"YOU DIDN'T!?" Louis gasped.

"Then you got to know him. Give Zayn a chance." I begged.

"Why should I? We have enough people in our group. Just wait until he finds his place in another group. It's bound to happen soon. I mean, girls are already drooling over him." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Harry." I began.

"Aww standing up for your widdle boyfriend?" Liam joked.

I smacked him. "He's not my boyfriend!"

"I dunnooo, you guys are getting close." Louis laughed.

"You don't like him like that, do you Ash?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"I just met the kid!" I yelled.

"Don't get too close to him." Harry warned.

"Why not?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Because I'm forbidding you to date him." His voice was stern and steady, much like a fathers.

"Forbid!?" I stood up.

"Do you hear me, Ashely!?" He yelled.

"IM NOT FOUR!" I argued.

"DO. YOU. HEAR. ME?" Harry hissed.

He wasn't joking anymore. My heart sank to my stomach.

"Yes sir." I whispered.

"Good." He came over and hugged me. "Love you."

"Love you too." I replied.

The guys played around. The entire time, I was on the couch laying down and staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Ashely, you don't want to play?" Niall asked gently.

"No my stomach hurts." I whispered.

He smiled. "C-Can I talk to you outside?"

"For what?" Harry snapped.

"Harry, just give me five minutes of privacy." Niall said.

Harry sighed. "FIne."

Niall grabbed my hand and led me outside. 

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I have a few questions." He explained while still keeping tight hold on my hand. 

"What?" I replied.

He faced me and looked me directly in the eye. "Do you like Zayn?"

"Wait, huh?" I tried to step back, but he was smart, so I couldn't because of our hands.

"Ashely, I've seen the way you look at him. Is there something going on?" He whispered.

"Niall don't be ridiculous!" I fake laughed and dropped my gaze.

"I saw you two kissing." He said firmly.

**Harry's POV**

"Harry, don't you think you were a little hard on Ash?" Liam asked as he put down his card. 

"What do you mean?" I replied as I took my turn.

"I mean...She looked kinda hurt." He whispered.

Louis stared at me.

I shook my head and scoffed. "She barely knows the kid."

"So what?" Louis spoke up.

My eyes shifted towards his.

"She's right. She isn't four. You can't FORBID her from anything. She's turning 16 in a couple of months." He said.

"Guys, I'm her big brother. I know what I'm doing." I explained.

"Of course you do. That's exactly why she scraped her knee when she was 7 because you thought pushing her off the swing was best for her." Liam argued.


"Well it's been 9 years since then. And what are you doing? Do you know better?" Louis asked.

"Guys, she didn't even like him like that." I shook my head.

"Says who?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

"She would've told me if she did. She wouldn't keep it a secret. We're done talking about this. She isn't going to date a kid like him." I explained.

"What exactly is a kid like him?" Louis fought.

"Just... Just... He's just not right for Ashely. And I know he isn't." I stood up. "I'm going home."

Liam and Louis watched me as I left.

"ASHELY! ASHELY!" I yelled as I went outside.

**Ashely's POV**

"What did you just say?" I yanked my hand from his.

"I saw you two today. I saw you kiss him when I was coming out of the car." He explained.

For a good long minute we stood in silence. I tried to come up with a lie or an excuse. Something, anything. I was desperate.

"Ashely... Do you like Zayn?" He whispered. "Is that why you're so upset Harry's forbidding you from dating him?"

"That was't me kissing him. I was simply whispering in his ear." I shook my head.

"Nope. I saw the entire lip thang going on." He argued.

"Then you must need contacts." I replied.

"Fine. If you don't like him, tell me why you're always so excited to see him in the morning? Why you're always laughing and talking with him." He crossed his arms tightly across his chest and gave me a full on glare.

"It's called being nice. Maybe you should try it." I explained.

"So if we were to kick him out of the group tomorrow, you wouldn't give a shit?" He spat.

"What do you mean 'kick him out'?" I asked.

"Face it, Harry knows somethings up. He's definitely kicking him out." He explained.

I gave him a smug look. "Harry wouldn't do that. Zayn's my friend."


"WELL, IF YOU'RE SOOO SMART, THEN TELL ME WHAT HE IS TO ME." I started jostling my leg.

He stayed quiet and stared at the ground.

"WELL!?" I asked.

Niall kept his voice low and his gaze on the ground. "You're boyfriend."



Ok! Thats my second chapter for tonight. I'm really far ahead in writing this, it's just when I feel like typing it up and publishing it. So I think I'll do another one tomorrow. The more reviews/favorite/likes I get the more I want to update! And the happier I get! Literally you guys make my life! 

~Luv KittyKat <3~

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