One Direction's Little Sister

World famous popstar, Harry Styles, is shocked to learn that his mum is getting married. 13 year old Sienna is excited to learn that her dad is getting married. But when Sienna finds out that her new step brother is actually Harry Styles, how will she react? And when their parents disappear, how can the boys look after a young teenager, when they can barely look after themselves?

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12. Welcome To The Family.

Zayn's POV;

I ran a hand through my hair as I heaved  myself out of bed. I hated getting up because my bed was so comfy, but I dreaded what the boys would do to me, or more importantly my hair, to wake me up. I showered quietly, hoping to not wake anyone.  Tiptoeing over my wardrobe, I pulled on some jeans and a loose grey top. I was about to gel my hair up when an ear-piercing scream made me jump, squeeze the tube of gel violently and slip over on a stray pair of boxers on the floor.

I rubbed my sore bum and wiped the gel off of my shirt before scrambling to my feet and heading out of my room. My four best friends were there as well; Harry was yawning and stretching, Louis looked as though he'd been awake most of the night, Liam had bags under his eyes and Niall still had his eyes closed and  was mumbling incoherently.

"Who screamed?" Liam asked.

"Not me." I said quickly.

"Neither." Louis added.

"I was asleep." Niall muttered,

"It wasn't me." Harry inputted.

"Well it wasn't me either, so that means-" Liam started but was cut off by Harry, who had ran off towards Sienna's room as soon as Liam started his sentence.

"SIENNA ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?"

Exchanging anxious glances, the other boys and I joined Harry in Sienna's room. Her bed was a mess but she wasn't in it. Instead, she was crouched in a corner, not moving. Her deep brown eyes stared straight ahead. Her breath was jagged and her eyes were red and puffy.

"Sienna, what's wrong?" Liam asked, reaching a hand out and trying to hold hers. She drew her hand back sharply and snapped her head up to look at us.

"Don't." she mumbled.

"Don't what, sweetie?" I asked, crouching down to her level.

"Don't, don't touch me." she stuttered.

"What?" I asked confused.

She stared at her hands before looking up at us again.

"Don't touch me, don't speak to me, don't hurt me, don't come near me" she rose her voice, shouting now, "And most importantly, DON'T COME AFTER ME!"

She jumped up, pushing her way through us and out the bedroom door. Harry darted after her, and soon we heard the front door open and footsteps out on the road.

What the hell just happened?

 

Sienna's POV;

What the hell just happened?

I'll tell you what the hell just happened.

I overreacted. Again.

All they wanted to do was help me, but no, I had to push them away.

I ran down the road, dressed in an over-sized tshirt and pyjama shorts, barefooted. Tears blinded me and I couldn't see where I was going. I heard the boys shouts from behind me.

I can't go back.

Yes you can.

No, I can't. I just made a complete fool of myself. They'll hate me.

But you know you want to go back.

No I don't! Shut up!

I mentally argued with myself until I smashed into something, or someone.

"Hey, princess, what's a pretty girl like you doing out alone at this time of the morning?"

I looked up at my ex-boyfriend.

"Fuck off, Luke." I hissed.

"And what if I say no?" he smirked.

"Are you saying no?"

"I guess I am."

"Then here's my answer."

I raised my hand and slapped him round the face. Ah, I thank the boys for teaching me how to slap.

The boys.

Luke clutched his face and glared at me.

"I won't tell you again, piss off." I snarled. I really wasn't in the mood and having this pathetic excuse for a human being standing here just made it ten times worse.

He raised an eyebrow at me and straightened himself out. "Whatever. Just watch yourself, little girl"

I pushed him away and walked off, growling, "go fall in a ditch," at him as I passed him. I walked barely twenty metres away before I heard him speak again.

"I warned you. Watch out."

"Get lost, prick!" I screamed, as I picked up the pace and ran off. I suddenly realised that I couldn't hear the boys calling for me anymore. I sighed and backed up against a wall, sliding down and resting my head on my knees.

So much for new family.

"Shut up!" I said, replying to my thoughts, "You're the one who had to go and overreact at everything they said! You're the one who keeps thinking about that stupid idiot that you used to call your best friend! You're the one who got yourself in this mess."

"And you're the one that's gonna fix it." I whirled my head round to face a boy, maybe my age, maybe younger, staring at me.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked him.

"Long enough to know that you need someone to talk to."

He walked over and sat down beside me, hugging his knees up to his chest.

"I'm Corey." he said, offering his hand out for a handshake.

"Sienna." I replied, shaking his hand.

"I recognise you. You're Harry Styles' stepsister." he said, studying me carefully.

"Yup, that's me." I said, but I no longer felt proud to call myself his sister.

"Then tell me, what are you doing out here at 6am, when you could be tucked up in bed?"

"You tell me." I snapped. He looked taken back and I instantly felt a pang of guilt.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just, upset, I guess?"

He nodded and relaxed a bit.

"It's okay. You can talk to me, if you like."

He seemed to inviting and kind, and I needed to talk to someone.

"Okay, well long story short, when I was younger I had a best friend and we were really close and one day he changed and became abusive and he stabbed me and went to rehab or something and I had a nightmare about it and I keep having them and I couldn't take it any longer and I just ran out of the house and also I broke up with my boyfriend the other day because he tried to have sex with me and that's about it." I said all in one breath. I panted for a bit, trying to breathe normally. He nodded again and rubbed my back.

"I see. So you've had your fair share of drama. It seems to me that you've been bottling up your feelings for too long. Do you feel any better now you've told me?"

To be honest, I did. It felt like a massive weight had been lifted off my shoulders. "I do. Thanks Corey."

"It's fine. I like helping people." he told me with a wide grin.

"Can I ask you a question? Why are you out at this time?" I asked. He sighed and looked a bit upset, "you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to, obviously." I added hastily.

"No, I'll tell you, I don't mind. My parents were killed in a car crash four years ago, I have no other family, and nowhere to go. So basically, I'm just a homeless orphan. But before you feel sorry for me, it's fine. I'm fine. I do a bit of work at the Starbucks down the road, and what money I earn, goes to food and new clothes, when I need them." he looked down at his hands.

"But, you can't live like that!" I exclaimed, "I can help you! I-"

"Sienna, don't," he protested, "I'm fine, I promise."

"No, you're not." I looked him straight in the eyes and we stayed like that for a moment before his eyes clouded with tears. I wrapped my arms round him and pulled him into a hug. We stayed like that for a moment before he pulled away slowly.

"I-I'm sorry, I, I, just haven't had anyone care about me like that since, well forever." he sniffed.

"It's okay. C'mon, come with me." I stood up and grabbed his hand, and he lifted himself up too. I smiled and walked off in the direction of the boys' house, Corey following close behind.

"You'll love them, they're the biggest idiots in the world, but they're really caring and I'm sure they'll love you too. Even though I'm only related to Harry, they all feel like my big brothers and I guess they feel like I'm their little sister. They all have younger sisters, now, so I don't think they'll mind having a little brother too. Wait, how old are you?" I grinned while saying it, suddenly realising how much they mean to me.

Oh god, I was so stupid to do this to them.

"Wow, okay, thanks! They sound amazing. I'm 14, by the way. It was my birthday last Tuesday, I think. But I hope they like me." he said, his smile dropping a little at the end.

"Why wouldn't they like you?" I asked.

"'Cause, I'm just a random boy off the street with no parents or friends. They're international popstars. What about media? What about everyones' opinions? I just-"

"Corey. They'll love you. Besides, there's no backing out now. We're here." I told him, as we reached the doorstep.

"I could just run now." he smirked with an evil grin.

"I could out run you." I laughed.

"Doubt it." he giggled.

"Hush, child." I joked.

I reached into my pocket to get my keys, but I couldn't find them. I raised my hand and knocked on the door. I heard scrambling from inside and shouts. The door was flung open and three flustered boys were stood there.

"HARRY HAVE YOU FOUND HER YET- oh, hi Sienna. WAIT SIENNA IT'S YOU! NIALL CALL HARRY AND LIAM QUICKLY! NOW! GO! MOVE BOY!"

I leant backwards slightly while Louis was yelling, but stood up straight once he stopped.

"Uh, hi." I said sheepishly.

"Oh we were so worried!" Zayn mumbled, pulling me into a hug. Louis wrapped his arms round us too and Niall joined us once he finished talking to Harry on the phone.

"I was only gone for half an hour, I didn't know you cared so much." I mumbled, poking Louis' tummy gently.

"Sienna, of course we care. Don't be so silly." Niall replied, smiling.

"Yeah, don't be so- wait who's this?" Zayn asked, gesturing towards Corey.

"Guys, this is Corey. Funny story really. I kinda met him in an alley way and we got talking and he's the same age as me and he has no parents and lives on the street and IwassortofwonderingifhecouldstaywithusmaybeperhapspleaseIloveyousoverymuch?" I spoke quickly, hoping they understood me.

"So he's just a random boy off the street?" they asked, raising their eyebrows.

"Yeah. But he's really nice and-"

"Sure, what the hell. Why not."

"But he's got nowhere else to stay and- wait you said yes?"

"Yeah, what's the worst that can happen? It'll be nice to have another guy round the house."

I looked round at the boy behind me, who's face had lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Hear that, Corey? Welcome to the family."

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