My Big Brother

***ONE DIRECTION FANFICTION- THEY ARE NOT FAMOUS IN THIS STORY***
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.

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6. Parties and Sweet Revenge

I was still shivering, so Zayn kept hugging me tightly.

"I'm truly sorry for what happened and didn't arrive on time." He whispered in my ear.

I honestly only wanted him at the moment. I didn't even want Harry. The fact that he did what he did even though I only knew him for a day gave me a strong sense of protection.I pulled myself to the point to where tears only came out a few times.

"Lets go sit in the backyard." I managed to squeak out.

He just nodded and followed me. There was a 3 person swing, so we sat there. Zayn pulled me into his strong arms and hugged me.

"What did you mean?" I asked.

He just gave me a confused look.

"What you said to Hayden." I said.

Zayn took a deep breath and didn't say anything.

He bit his tongue. "Listen, maybe I'm not the good guy. I'm the bad guy." He began.

"What are you saying?" I asked with confusion. 

Zayn quickly stood up. "I better go." 

"Zayn. Stop." I said as I tugged on his arm.

"I don't want you to judge me." He fought against me.

I stood up and hugged him. " I wouldn't do that. I'm not that kind of person." I whispered.

"And I'm not the kind of person you think I am." He replied.

"What?" I asked.

"There's a reason why I'm so quiet, Ashely." He sat back down, so I did too.

Zayn clicked his tongue and said "We had to leave Bradford for a reason. And it wasn't because my Mum got a new job."

"I don't get what your saying" I stared at him.

I heard Zayn take a big gulp.

"I hold back a lot. I was about to beat the living crap out of Hayden in the hallway. I was still holding back tonight." He tried to explain to me.

I still wasn't getting this.

"You shouldn't trust me. I got kicked out of my old school for too many fights. You don't want to get close to me. You will see my dark side and get hurt. I don't want that for you Ash." His voice was very commanding.

"Zayn, I just- I just don't get it." I stammered.

He sighed and said "I don't want to be anything more than project partners." 

And at this point, something inside me cracked.

"But Zayn, we get along so well." I frowned.

"I know. But this is the only way I can keep you safe and not put you in danger." He stood up.

"Please don't do this!" I was begging now. 

Zayn wiped some of my hair off my face and said "It's for the best."

"No its not!" I tried to argue back.

Zayn took his hand back and turned his back to me. "I'm sorry Ashely." He said.

All I could do was watch him leave. I felt alone and helpless now. I ran into the house, through my closet, and into Harry's room. I laid down in his bed and inhaled deeply so I could smell his scent, and began to cry again. I was hoping his smell would give me a sense of comfort, where I belong, anything. But it didn't.

*Harry's POV*

I angrily drove to Roberto's party. I entered and saw the guys. The music was pumping so loud you could hear it all the way down the street. People were packed very densely inside and most of them were underage drinking. 

"Hey! Did you hear what happened!? Hayden got jumped!" Louis laughed.

I glared at him and sarcastically said "Really!?" Lou didn't pick up on my sarcasm.

"Yeah! Someone told me he was trying to you know... score. and got beat up!" Louis continued to ramble.

My fists were clenched at this point.

"And yet, he still showed his face." Niall pointed out.

I looked over my shoulder and saw him. He was surrounded by so many girls. His face was scratched and I snapped. He didn't deserve the attention he was getting. He was lying about what happened to make it sound like he was the victim.

"Harry!? Are you ok!?" Liam asked.

That was the last straw. I ran over and tackled him. The DJ cut the music and the crowd gasped. I grabbed him by the shirt and held him up.

"You have some fucking nerve to show up!" I yelled at his face.

"Harry!? What's going on?" Niall asked.

"Whats going on!?" I repeat as I threw Hayden. He slid across the floor and I followed and kicked him in the stomach. "WHATS GOING ON!?" I repeated again.

People began to try to get me away from him, while others backed up, scared of what was to come.

"This." I put my foot on his chest. "This THING tried to RAPE MY SISTER!!!" I yelled.

"WHAT!?" Louis spat.

I looked at him, then back at Hayden.

"You think your so good? You think you rule the school? You're disgusting. You will never walk the halls of Churchill High again with your head up high. What makes you think that you are so great, you can get away with this!? I stabbed my heel into him harder.

"HIT HIM!!!" Someone yelled.

A wide smirk spread across my face. "No one. And I mean nobody. Messes with my. baby. sister."

With that, I went all out. I punched him. He attempted to fight back. I was pushed into a wall, but didn't give up. I dodged his coming hit and punched him across the face. But a big blow to the stomach caused me to falter and fall to the ground.

"Not only did you mess with his sister.."Liam began as he walked up.

"But you messed with ours." Louis joined in.

"And no one can get away with that." Niall finished before they went all out on him.

I held my stomach as I watched them.

"THATS ENOUGH!" Roberto yelled and pulled Hayden away.

I guarantee you he had broken every bone in his body.

"You. Get. OUt. Of. My. House." Roberto spat at Hayden. "Don't you dare show your face to us ever again."

Not only did every single person know Ashely, they all respected her. She was almost like everyone's baby sister. And you eventually learn, not to mess with me, the guys, and especially....Ashely.

Hayden coughed up blood and a few of his buddies helped him out of the house. They would be shunned forever. And with that I closed my eyes and concentrated on breathing.

"Harry." Liam said. "I'll drive you home."

I slowly stood up holding my side. IT hurt a lot, but I didn't care. I had my revenge on my sister. Liam drove me home and left. He went back to his house along with Lou and Niall. I looked at the time, it was only 3 so I was ok. I opened the front door as I made my way up the stairs and walked into my room. I saw someone laying on my bed.

"Ash?" I whispered.

She looked terrible. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot. Streaks of tears stained her skin and mascara was trailing down her face. Ashely turned on the lamp and gasped as she saw my face.

"Harry!? What happened!?" She looked at me.

I glanced in the mirror and saw the damage I had taken. It wasn't awful; a busted lip and a black eye.

"You ok? What happened?" She asked.

I nodded and said "I saw Hayden." That was all the information she needed.

She hugged me which caused me to wince and she pulled away. She slowly lifted my shirt and saw my bruised side.

"Harry!!" Ashely touched it.

I groaned in pain as I backed away from her fingers. 

"You need to go to the hospital." She said as she stood up.

"Ash. I'm fine!" I said.

"No, you're not. Come on." She tugged on my hand so I had to follow her. "Mum! Wake up!" 

I walked into the car and shut my eyes.

AUTHORS NOTE:

Thanks for reviewing and everything guys! I love you so much! This will be it for tonight cuz it's pretty late here and I have school in the morning. ;(. I hate school sometimes. Please hit that Review/favorite/like button to make me the happiest person on earth!!!!

~Luv KittyKat <3

P.S. My friends say I don't look like a high schooler which is where I will be going next year and they were all like we could pass for 16, but you could pass for like 12. Which bothers me. Cuz I'm 13. Apparently I don't look like a high schooler yet so for Halloween i'm going to be a little kid. But this bugs me. It doesn't help I'm the youngest one in my group of friends and also one of the youngest ones of the grade. Everyone calls me their kittybear. I told them when were all 50 and I still look like a 40 year old, we will see who's laughing. Apparently I'm like the baby of the grade.... I dont know this bugs me so it may or may not effect how depressing my writing is.  I'M SORRY IM RAMBLING!!! G2G TO BED!!!

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