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.


51. Just Try

*Ashely's POV*

"Hey!" I hugged My aunt as she walked in. I thought it would be better to at least act happy because none of these people had to come. And if I couldn't be happy, at least other people can.

"Ash." I turned to see Niall. He gave me a small smile, but I could tell he could see I was still on the verge of tears. He whisked me away and brought me to the backyard where Liam was standing.

"It's going to be alright, kiddo." Liam brought me into a hug. It was a certain kind of hug. Only Liam could provide them. They were reassuring, comforting and warm. They made you believe his words.

But to me at this moment? "I don't believe you." was all I could whisper. He held me a bit tighter as if that would make me believe him. I pushed Liam gently away and shook my head. "Please, don't give me a hug. Every time someone hugs me, I feel like crying in their arms."

Liam sighed but was then called to come help out with something by Louis. Niall put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. "He's dead to me." I said to him while staring at the ground.

Niall pulled me into a hug. He smoothed out the back of my hair. "Babe, you don't mean that." I nodded as I took in a quivering breath. "I know he's wrong but you can't say he's dead to you. That would mean you hate him."

"I do hate him. And I do mean it." I spat.


I turned and saw Harry. His jaw was dropped and he looked a bit stunned. I pulled away from Niall. I did end up crying while in his arms. "I hope you heard me. Because I never want to talk to you again."

I began to walk off but hand caught My arm. I was face to face with a crying Harry. "You're overreacting, Ashely! Don't say you hate me. You know you don't."

"What do you know? You say I'd be better without a boyfriend but do you want to know something? I was never happier than I ever was when I had Zayn. I love him. I hate you. You. Are. Dead. To. Me." I said. Harry let go of me and hung his head. "As of right now, we are complete strangers."

With that, I ripped my arm away from him and went into the house where everyone was. Louis immediately caught me in his eyes and walked over quickly before anyone could see me. He used his sleeve and wiped my face. When he finished, he gave me a hopeless smile while holding my chin.

I sucked in my lips and nodded.

"Ash, stop messing with Louis and come open presents!" Robyn chuckled then ruffled Louis' hair. Louis faked a laugh and put an arm around me.

"Common, Ash." Louis pulled me over to the couch and sat me down. He kept his arm around my waist and kept me close. "Just try to be happy." He whispered in my ear.

Present after present, Louis would help me open them then whisper how to react or lead. "Isn't this pretty!" He said out loud.

"It's beautiful!" I held the shirt close to me and hugged it.

"Who knows? Maybe you can wear it on your date with your boyfriend, Louis!" The girl who gave me the present cooed.

Louis and I exchanged looks. "We're not dating." I quickly snapped then began to open the next present to change the subject. I got the wrapping paper off and then thanked a "friend".

I never considered all of these people "friends". Like I said in the beginning, my group of friends revolve around Louis, Liam and Niall. Everyone else was just... There. They were mere acquaintances. Katie too, even though she seemed like a very close friend. I don't know. I'm confused.

Later that night, everyone left. Harry was nowhere to be found but I was incredibly fine with that. Louis and I sat on the couch as we folded the clothing that I had received.

"So, are we going to Roberto's?" Louis muttered as he folded another shirt.

I ran my fingers through my hair and groaned loudly. "Should I?" I said and looked at him.

"I think you should. I mean, Zayn would want you to have fun. He wouldn't want you to mope around on your birthday. Zayn would want you to enjoy your birthday weekend." He nudged me with his shoulder. "Common, we don't like seeing upset. Maybe going to this party will help you get your mind off of him just for a bit."

I shrugged. "I just want to curl up in a ball. I would say crying as well, but I don't have anymore tears left. They've been cried in the course of almost five hours."

"Common, love." Louis smiled. "Live a little."

"Zayn just broke up with me this morning and you want me to go out?! I don't even want to be anywhere but in my room! Why can't you understand, Louis?!" I stood up and yelled.

"I'm just trying to help you, Ashely! I just..." Louis groaned loudly. "I'm sorry I don't understand! I just... Ash, stop being sad! If Zayn loves you as much as you love him, he'll do everything in his power to try and come back! Crying isn't going to change anything!" He stood up with me. "Just... Stop, Ashely." His voice was lowered and he looked at me. "I don't mean to sound rude. I Just don't want you to be sad."

"I'm sorry, Lou. I just don't know what to do. I'm still in shock. I can't believe he's gone. My heart is torn in a million different directions and I don't know where to go, What to do or who to turn to." I hugged him.

"Listen, you know I'm always here for you. And hey, if you want to leave, I'll take you home." He pulled away.

"Fine, I'll go." I gave in. Hey, maybe a couple of hours "fun" could help me out.

*Zayn's POV*

One knock and I was burried six inches into the snow. "OH MY GOSH! ZAYN!" Her voice screamed.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Hey, Steph." She got off and pulled me up. I brushed off the snow then smiled.

"I thought you were dead!" Trust me, I wish I was. Where did you go?!"

"I was in Cheshire. But I guess I'm back now." I shrugged before wiping a tear from my eyes. Even saying "Cheshire" made me sad as all the memories came flooding back.

"Guessing we need to catch up?" She raised an eyebrow. "Come inside, I have some hot chocolate." Stephanie said in a sing song voice.

I followed her inside and went to the kitchen with her.

Three hours later, I was sobbing on the table. Steph awkwardly patted my head. "There, there buddy." She repeated over and over again.

I sat up and blew my nose into the wad of tissues she had provided me with. "I-I just-"

"Zayn, listen. You need to move on! There are more-"

I sobbed even louder. "No! I love her!"

Stephanie groaned loudly. "If you're going to cry, go and cry over the plants. I'm sure they'd appreciate it."

So I got up and walked to the corner and stood over them.

"MALIK! Those plants are fake, first of all! Second, I didn't mean it literally!" She pulled me back to the table. "You need to her your mind off of Her." She put a hand on my shoulder. "Listen, Gretel is having a party tonight. We should go! Show everyone you're still alive and well." She giggled. "There's no use trying to fight me either. We're going for sure. Now go home and make sure you're "asleep" by 11:30." She gave me a small hug.

I sighed. Maybe this is what I need.



Im sorry its one day late, but my brother came home yesterday and i havent seen him for a year and a half sooo yeah..

Anyways hope you like it! Ill try to get another chapter up before christmas, but in case i don't, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!! 


~Luv KittyKat <3

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