The Big Brother

Intro: **Harry's POV**
You maybe thinking this just another love story. You're so wrong; this is nothing like those sappy, "I will always love you." stories. No. This is reality and you're about to be struck by it... hard.
My name is Harry, I'm 18 and I have to take care of my baby sister Amelia who is only two. Our parents died in a car crash a few months ago. It was... horrifying to hear about, let alone have to go to the funereal. And after that I threw my whole social life away.
I haven't want a relationship with a girl, I quit the wrestling team. I have dedicated my life to watch after, protect over, to... keeping Amelia safe from harm and danger.
I may sound mean; I may sound over protective, but that's me and that is my goal in life. I love her, she is and always will be my everything, she is all I have. Again, I know I sound more like an over attached boyfriend or dad but it's true. And that's the thing about this story; it's going to be weird. It's going to be heartbreaking

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11. Mouth of a 2 Year Old

 

**Harry's POV**

I have always been an early bird, Amelia wasn't though; she was still asleep when I woke up, she takes after our dad; sleeps in late, and goes to bed early. My alarm clock showed 8:07 a.m., I got out of bed without waking her up, slipped on some sweat pants, and went downstairs. I had to think of an excuse for when Destiny wakes up to explain the interview.

 

I turned on the living room T.V. and started watching the news. When it became about 9:30 a.m. I was getting hungry. I moved myself from the small two person couch to the kitchen to make breakfast.

 

I made hash browns with ham and cheese, bacon, waffles, and poured three glasses of orange juice. 

 

The house soon filled with the echo of little pitter pattering feet. Amelia hopped down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. I made her a small plate with a little bit of everything. 

 

Around 10 minutes later the house creaked with soft but heavy foot-steps of Destiny. "Harry?" she asked a little shocked to see me making breakfast.

 

"Yes?" I answered her question.

 

"What time is it?" I clicked open my phone and looked at the time. "It is 10:42."

 

"Did you miss your interview?" she asked shocked and worried.

 

"No they called around 6:30 this morning and said they had already filled the job." I lied with a straight face while making me a plate. 

 

"Oh I'm sorry." she apologized right away.

 

"You didn't do anything. Now make yourself a plate and eat." I finally looked at her. She had put her long brown hair in a ponytail and resting on her left shoulder. She sat down in between Amelia and I with her plate that had 3 pieces of bacon, a medium size scoop of hash browns, a waffle on it, and glass of orange juice. 

 

"See now that seems like you eating." I said laughing.

 

"What is that suppose to mean?" she laughed.

 

"I hate it when girls eat a lot of food, but when around guys pretend like they have never ate in their lives." I explained to her.

 

"Oh well, don't worry about me I won't if I am hungry I will eat." She said taking a bite out of a piece of bacon.

 

After breakfast Destiny helped me clean dishes. And afterwards she played with Amelia while I cleaned the house some.

 

**Destiny'S POV**

I played dolls with Amelia while Harry was cleaning the house.

 

"Hally is a sweet bwoy." Amelia said out of no where moving her doll back and forth.

 

"Excuse me." I replied confused at the complimentary statement that came out of her mouth.

 

"Budder is weally sweet. Especially to you." 

 

"I...I know that." I stuttered thinking about the times Harry has been nicer to me than other girls. For example Nickie. 

 

"Do you think he is sweet?" she said looking at me with a crystal blue eyes.

 

"Yes..." I thought for a minute and then smiled at the thought of him. "Yeah he is really sweet." 

 

"Who is?" The deep British voice startled me making me flinch at his voice.

 

"OhMyGod." I said all together. I held my heart because of the small heart attack he had given me. How long has he been standing there? How much did he hear? "Don't ever do that again." I said with deep breathes.

 

"Sorry. Who is this he?" he said sitting criss cross next to Amelia.

 

"No-" 

 

"You." Amelia interrupted. "We were tawlking about about how sweet you are." I just sat there with my poker face on not looking at Harry.

 

"Really?" I didn't have to look at him to know he had a smirk on his face looking at me.

 

"Yeah. Just how we were tawlking-" Harry put a hand over her mouth so she didn't say another word. 

 

"Shh Amelia." She licked his hand. Harry pulled away quick once he felt saliva on his hand.

 

Amelia laughed, "That always works." Now I was curious about what they were talking about. But then again how many very secretive conversations can you have with a 2 year old? 

 

"Good to know." I said looking at Harry. Now I was the one smirking. He was wiping his hand on his sweatpants from where Amelia licked his hand. "I will remember that."

 

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I wrote this at like 3 in the morning last night haha so if you see any mistakes just comment them please and I will fix them.

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