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.


42. Won't Be Easy

*Harry's POV*

I don't know who this kid thinks he is but he has no right telling me what I should and shouldn't do with my own sister. He has his own sisters to worry about.

"Harry, Mum wants us home." Ashely walked in and said.

I wonder if she's heard what was just said.

"She says Robyn left."

"Bye Zayn." I grunted before following my sister down the steps.

I didn't know what Zayn was trying to pull at all. Maybe Ashely has complained to him and has asked him to talk to me about it. Nice try, sis. Just because I'm letting someone other than Niall take you to formal doesn't mean anything. I don't even care how old you are. As we climbed into the car, Ashely had a smug look on her face. I poked her.

"What's gotten up your ass?" She ignored me.

"Tiger, talk to me." I smiled.

"Don't." She pointed her finger at me. "I'm not Mum, you got that?" So she did hear.

"Is that what this is all about?! A damn divorce that happened how many years ago?! Harry, even Mum has given love another chance! You've seen how happy she is with Robyn!"

"And you remember how heartbroken she was." I argued.

"THAT'S THE PAST!" She fought. A groan left her mouth.

"What? Is this some kind of revenge?"

"Do you want to go through what Mum did?" I spat.

She kicked her feet against the glove compartment. "Damn it, Harry! That's not the point! Everyone experiences a heart break at least once in their life time! Even you have! But that's life! Why the hell do you not get upset when Mum or Gemma get a boyfriend?! Just me?! I'm turning 15 in TWO days!"

"So?! You're too young anyways."

"You always say that! Every year!"

At this point, we were walking into the house. "I'm not a baby!"

"Then why don't you just go get a boyfriend since you don't want to listen to me!" I said.

"Because every time I do, you find out and ruin it for me!" She screamed. "Do you not want me to be happy, Harry?! Because that's what I'm starting to think. Every time I'm happy with a boy, you have to go and ruin it! Do you want to know something? I happen to really, really like someone." She paused for a moment. Mum and Gemma were staring at us. "And he happens to really, really like me back. But he knows what you've done and how you are and he's scared. I'm scared. Is that what you want? For me to be scared of loving someone?"

The room was dead silent. You could hear a pin drop from a mile away. She stared at me before shaking her head and storming upstairs.

"Gem, talk to your sister. I'll take care of Harry." I heard Mum whisper. Gemma nodded and went up the steps. Mum approached me. "Let's go get some tea." She smiled.

I followed her into the kitchen and sat down on one of the barstools.

"I think we all know where this conversation is going." Mum said. "Do you really want your youngest daughter to go through the same thing you did?" I asked her.

"Of course not but-"

"Then why are you on her side? Do you not see where my point of view is? I never want to see my sister experience the pain you did, Mum. She's my baby sister." I explained.

"But Harry, she is turning 15 on Friday. And you've had more relationships than her in a month than she has in a life time. What I don't get is why you restrict her when you don't even hold yourself back." Mum poured the water from the kettle into two red cups before dunking tea bags into them.

"I'm a boy, Mum. It's different. I can take care of myself. Ashely is a girl."

"But she's stronger than you think."

"Whatever, you just don't understand. Nobody does." I muttered.

"Then make me understand, Harry." Mum said.

I sighed. "Mum, I never wanted to see you cry like you did and I know I can't control you or Gemma but I do have some power over Ashely. I don't want her to cry like you did. She's my baby sister and the last thing I want to see is her heartbroken because I know what it feels like. That horrible feeling. I couldn't stand it if I knew she was going through it." Mum nodded slightly.

"Babe, I know you want to shelter her for as long as you can but you have to understand that you can't coddle her forever."

"I'm being the fatherly figure that she needs. I have to protect her from harm." I explained.

"I know but don't you see? Even fathers let their babies go so they can grow and experience life. Did you really think Grandpa enjoyed watching me date?" Mum let out a light hearted laugh.

"Mum, there is no use. I don't want her to date. I don't see why it's such a big deal anyways, dating." I groaned.

"Well, as her MOTHER, I know she's ready to date." Mum said. "But I'm her big brother. I have a connection with her that you will never have. She will always respect my decisions over your." I spat.

Mum rubbed her temples. "You are so stubborn."

Ashely stomped into the room and whispered something in her ear. Mum looked at her for a moment.

"Hm?" Makenna hummed.

Mum sighed. "Fine."

She sighed before giving her a hug then a kiss on the cheek. Ashely pulled away, she didn't even acknowledge my existence. A moment later, I heard the door shut.

"Where is she going?" I asked, shocked.

"She told me she was so annoyed that she's going to go and sleep over at a friend's. Now Harry, please rethink your decisions and remember that not everything is about you." Mum stood up and dumped her tea into the sink.

"What are you talking about?!" I said.

"Are you really doing this for Ashely? Or for yourself?" With that, Mother left up the steps.

"You know I'm not good at riddles!" I shouted at her before putting my head down.

*Ashely's POV*

I walked back down the street and to the house where I had been already twice today. I knocked on the door and waited patiently.

"Um... Hey?" Zayn said.

"I changed my mind. I'm sleeping over." I pushed myself inside.

"What happened?" Zayn took my bag and placed it by the couch. I plopped down and sighed.

"Harry is killing me." I groaned.

Zayn's lips pressed into a tight line. "He's killing me too"

Zayn sat down and put my legs on his lap.

"Will you massage my feet?" I giggled.

He began to rub them.

"Just hang in there." He stopped then sighed.

I sat up and climbed onto his lap. My arms wrapped around his neck and I burried my head into his chest.

"I'm sorry, Zayn."

"For what?"

"I can tell that this is stressing you out. I'm sorry for that. Also for making everything so complicated. I just want you to be happy." I explained.

"Look at me, Ash." He whispered.

I sheepishly looked up.

"I'd go around the world and back for you. Nobody ever said that this was going to be easy. But as long as you're by my side, I'd endure anything that was thrown at me." He kissed my forehead. "Because that's what you do when you love someone." I smiled and snuggled into his neck. 

"I love you."

"I love you, too." He smiled.

We sat a while longer just watching TV when my phone buzzed. It was Niall. I picked it up and put it on speaker.

"Hello, my leprechaun friend!" I chimed.

"Did you really run away?!" Niall screamed.

"What?! Where would you get such a crazy idea?!" I yelled.

"Harry called me and the others asking if you were at out houses. I just assumed you ran away." He explains.

My eyes roll. "We got into an argument so now I'm sleeping at Zayn's."

"Oh." Niall laughed.

"So do you guys want to skip school tomorrow? We can go to town."

"My Mum leaves for work at 7 and doesn't come back until 6:30." Zayn whispers.

His Mum was already asleep upstairs.

"Alright bro, swing by here tomorrow morning. I'll call in for Zayn and I. And make sure you don't tell anyone." I reminded. "You remember what happened last time you told people."

"I didn't know Dad would've tracked us down!" Niall groaned. "It was a mistake."

"You sent a message to everyone in your contact list saying that you were skipping." I said.

"Whatever. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Niall hung up.

"Let's go to bed." Zayn said. I agreed and we went upstairs.


OOOOHHHHH!!!!! AN ARGUMENT AND..... THEIR SKIPPING SCHOOL!!! uh oh... What could possibly go wrong with that????????

So I don't have any more chapters written from the hospital, so I'm going to go write for the rest of the day. Sorry no more chapters today :/

Thanks for the support! It really means a lot!

Big big plans coming up guys! Their so big their bigger than uhm... erm... THE EIFFEL TOWER!!!!

yeah.. thats right... be ready!


~Luv KittyKat

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