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?


16. Speaking from the heart

Harry's POV
When Mikaela ran off to her room I followed her. What she said hurt. Not because it was harsh but because it was true. I went up to her room to make it right. Well. I hope so. I didn't bother knocking I just walked in. Mikaela was just staring out her window. "Mikki?" She looked at me and then back out the window. I walked over to her. "Mikki, this is all my fault, I'm sorry." "It is all your fault. I'm not going to hate you forever but I won't forgive you for this. Cause I figured it out. I love him." Oh god. Why must I be so protective? Maybe I should just let her go. It's obviously what she wants. She stands up and walks to the door. "I'm going to go apologize to Liam." I nodded and she left. Harry your a stuff up. A broken toy that can't be fixed.
Mikaela's POV
I walked down the hall to Liam's room. This better work. I honestly hate what I did to him. I want to fix it now. I don't give a crap what Harry thinks. I'm speaking for myself. I'm speaking from th heart. I knock on the door. Liam walks up and opens it. "Come to rip my Harry into 1000 more little pieces?" He had been crying. A lot. His face was red and his eyes were flooding with tears. "Please Liam. I need to talk to you." He just shook his head and slammed the door. I knocked again. "Please open up. Liam. I have something to tell you. Please." He still didn't answer. A tear streamed down my face. "Please. I am sorry. I hate this fight." Someone came up behind me. I saw Harry. He smiled at me and walked to the door. He knocked. "Come on mate. Just let her talk to you." He banged again. Something must of changed Harry's mind."Liam. She's trying to tell you something" Harry explained. I heard the shuffling of feet. The door slowly opened. "This fight is ripping us all apart and if we don't end it now. Mikaela won't get to tell you." Liam opened the door completely. "Alright. Tell me Mikaela. What is it?" I took a deep breath and Harry walked back down stairs. "I'm so sorry, before when you asked if I loved you. I spoke for Harry. I am going to speak from the heart." I took another deep breath and Liam started to smile. Befor I could say anything Liam pulled me into the room. "I love you too." He said. I smiled and hugged him. He was so warm. I could stay like this forever. He pulled away. "I'm glad." I confessed. He smiled and leaned down. I blushed and our lips crashed against eachothers. Moving in sync. Sparks flying everywhere. We pulled apart and I bit lip. He chuckled and kissed me again. So it's true. Good things do come to those who wait. I waited. I waited for my brother to stop being so protective, I waited for that second and definitely not last kiss and I waited till I was ready to tell him that I loved him. Now look where I am. Standing with the perfect guy, at the perfect time. Everything is so perfect.
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