Long Lost Styles

Harry Styles and Mikaela Styles are brother and sister. When Harry was 12 and Mikaela was 10 their parents split up and they went separate ways. When Mikaela is 18 she runs away in search of her brother. When she finds him, he protects her, maybe a little too much. Will this be a family reunion or a mistake Mikaela wishes she never made?

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12. Hardest thing

Mikaela's POV
I heard Harry leave his room in the early morning and walk down the hall. I wanted to follow him but how rude would that be if he was just in the bathroom. What happened last night with Liam was the best. Just everything. I smile at the thought of him. "Mikaela?!" It's obviously Liam. "Yeah, come in." The door opened and Liam walked in smiling. "Harry knows." He said slowly as he sat down next to me on the bed. "What did he say?!" I asked grumpy but suspicious. "He said not to get too close to you. He said that I should break your heart." A tear streamed down my face. My own brother didn't want me to be happy. I jumped out of bed and ran to Harry's room. I just opened the door. I ran over to his bed and hit him with the pillow. "YOU JERK! DONT YOU WANT ME TO BE HAPPY?!" I cried. He sat up. "What?" I hit him with the pillow. "You told Liam to stay away from me!" I dropped to my knees. "You don't understand." I just hugged my knees. "No. You don't understand. I actually want to be with someone. Find love. Someone who can make me forget about my past. Harry your just making it worse. Can't you see how happy I am with Liam?!" He stood up and walked over to me. "That's the point, your too happy. If he hurts you. You will break, snap like a stick. That's why. I am trying to the right thing." I rolled my eyes. "For who Harry?! For me or for you?" He tried to grab my arm but I yanked it away and stood up. "You can't control me" he chuckled. "What's so funny?!" I asked tears streaming down my face. "I don't want to control you Mikki, I want to protect you!" This time I chuckled. "You can't protect me from everything." I quietly said. "I can try." He replied softly. I wiped away a few tears and headed for the door. "Just so you know. I actually want to be happy and even if its without your wish is my command. I won't talk to Liam. Lets see how happy you are with your success, shall we?!" He grabbed my arm. "Where are you going?" "Back to bed. I love you Harry but you have to calm down and think of others." I walked out and back into my room where Liam sat. He tried to pull me in for a hug but I stepped back. "What's wrong?" I sighed trying to hold back more tears. "I can't love you Liam. I'm sorry but can you go." "Your joking right?" He chuckled. "Sorry Liam. Please go." He stood up, tears threatening to poor out. He walked out the door and slammed it shut. I fell to my knees and cried. That was the hardest thing I had to do. I always push them away, whether it's my fault to not. I won't be talking to anyone for a while. I homestly hope that Harry is happy that he got his sister back. But trust me. It won't be the same. He is the last person I ever want to see.
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