My Kryptonite

This is a story about a girl name Izzy and her brother Harry Styles. They go on tour and are faced with many difficulties.


7. Don't talk about it

Izzy's P.O.V.

"Do we need to tell everyone about us?" I asked scrolling through Twitter.

"Um, Let's wait until after the concert tomorrow night." Niall said searching for a shirt. I simply nodded and continued with my phone.


"Knock, Knock. I need to borrow some masca- FOR GOD'S SAKE NIALL PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!!" Brooke yelled as she came into the room.

"He only had his shirt off and it's in the bathroom." I told her giggling

"Thank you." she said as she go it and walked out of our room.

*Ring Ring*

I picked up my phone the number was blocked.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Is this Izzy Mae Styles?" The man asked. His voice was deep and shaky it was a familiar voice. No, No this can't be him. It was my uncle.

"Who is this?" I asked with my voice shaky. I was now on the verge of tears. I knew who it was I didn't want it to be him. Anyone but him.

"You know who it is. Have you told anybody about your early birthday present?" He asked slurring his words. I could tell he was drunk. I just sat there I could not move or speak. I was terrified.

"I am going to take that as a yes." He said as he hung up. I now had tears pouring down my face. I still had the phone up to my ear when Niall looked over at me. He had a worried look on is face.


"Is everything ok love?" He asked rubbing my back.

"G-Go get H-Harry." I said with choked sobs.

"Can I help?" He asked looking confused.

I shook my head. Niall got up and walked out of the room. I laid down on my bed. I started to cry when Harry walked in. Harry looked over at me and slowly walked over. I sat up and he pulled me into a tight hug.


Harry's P.O.V.

I walked in and saw Izzy laying on her bed crying. Her phone was on her bed beside her. It looked like she had just got off of the phone with someone.

"Izzy what is wrong?" I asked hugging her tight.

"It was your father. He called." She whispered into my chest.

I took in a deep breath and kissed the top off her head. I could see Niall look over at me and motion for me to go into the hall.

"Izzy I need to talk to Niall." I told her calmly.

"Don't leave me." She said crying into my shirt.

I motion for Niall and he came over to where I was.

"Go get Louis." I told him so that Izzy wouldn't hear.

He nodded and left the room. I sat there rubbing her head for about five minuets then Louis and Niall walked in. I motioned for Louis to come over to me. He walked over confused.

"Stay with her. I need to talk to Niall." I told him. He started to rub her back and I let go. She sat up with her cheeks tearstained. Louis looked at her and pulled her into a hug. "Shhh, its going to be ok." He said trying to calm her down.

Niall's P.O.V.

"What is wrong with her? One minuet she is happy go lucky then after she gets off of the phone she won't stop crying. Is she ok?" I asked nervously.

"Um, yea she is fine. Is it ok if I stay with her until she goes asleep?" He asked scratching the back of his neck.

"Yea I guess so. Who was she on the phone with?" I asked nervously.

"Oh, no one. Just don't talk about it." He said and walked back into the room. I was amazed at what I saw Louis made her laugh and they were not arguing. Wow he can be helpful. "Ok Louis let's leave her alone to change." Harry said laughing. "Ok, remember 12 is always the answer." Louis said to Izzy laughing. "Ok." she said giggling. "Let's go Niall" Harry said. "I have to change I'll be there in a minuet." I told them. They nodded and walked back into the hall.

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