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?


15. Who am I really listening to?

Mikaela's POV
Liam. He walked out and sat next to me just staring. I started to feel uncomfortable. "Mikaela, please talk to me about this." I shook my head. He sighed. "Come on. Just tell me what your doing. I know you have the same feelings for me as I have for you." He was so sweet and I cared for him but I don't know about what he just said. "I-I don't know." I stuttered. "What do you mean? How don't you know? Do you love me or am I just another crush?" Well he is defiently not then a crush. "Your not just a crush Liam!" He ran his fingers through his hair. "Then why listen to Harry?! If you love me, it shouldn't matter what he thinks!" "I don't think I love you." I muttered. "What?!" "I like you but I don't think it's love." A tear streamed down his face. "You don't have to listen to Harry." He explained. I really wasn't listening to Harry. I guess I wasn't listening to my heart either. I do love him deep down somewhere but it was going to take some hunting to find it. "I'm not listening to Harry. I really am sorry." He stood up and started walking to the door. "No. You do, you just won't admit it for the sake of Harry." And with that he slammed the door. This was all to much for me. What do I do? I can't figure it out. He thinks he knows that I love him. Maybe I do. He isn't the only one that had to figure that out. In order for him to know. I need to know: I stood up and took my plate and walked inside to the kitchen. Louis stared at me funny and Harry had a smirk in his face. He is so up himself sometimes. I am going through a tough time and all he can do is smile at the fact that I pushed away something or someone I care about. "What happened to Liam?" I bit my lip. "He's pissed at me." I quietly said and passed Louis the plate. "You should go fix what happened because if you don't. He won't leave that room." I sniffled. "Yeah. Well I'm not the one who caused this. Harry did. So he can fix it." I snapped and ran up to my room. I fell on my bed and cried. Two of the most important people in my life hate me. My brother and my....I don't even know anymore.
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