Secret Twins

I'm Hanna Styles. Well I am, but I'm not. I'm Hanna Twist. I am a makeup artist for my brother's band. But to them, I'm just a random makeup artist. My life is full of secrets and my brother doesn't want me to fall. Fall for what? That's exactly what I need to find out.


3. Chapter 2.

"Hey." Conner said and sneakily came into the room, making sure nobody seen him.

"Why you sneaking around?" I said and walked over to him.

"I'm not meant to leave them in the room on their own and I need to ask you something." He said and picked me up and made me wrap my legs around his waist. I laughed and motioned for him to carry on. "Are you going out with Niall tonight?" I giggled and put my head into his shoulder.

"Maybe." I whispered.

"Well then ma'am, I better get off you." He said and dropped my legs.

We tried being together once, but it didn't work. We did it once, but it was just awkward and we laughed the whole time so we decided nothing but friends.

I pouted and put my arms out for him to hug me again. He sighed and hugged me. "Yeyy!" I cheered.

"I better go back to them."He said and pushed me over so I landed on my but on the floor.

"Heyyy!" I shouted, he just stuck his tongue out at me and left the room. I sighed and got up off the floor and began to clean up all the makeup into a case.


"Han?" Harry's voice called from the dressing room, I was in the bathroom washing my hands. I walked out and he was standing there with a serious look on his face. "Oh, you're there." He sighed and folded his arms.

"What can I help you with Hazza." I said in a silly voice and poked his tummy. 

"Eyy!" He laughed lightly and grabbed my hands. "Um, Niall told me, erm us, about you're date tonight." He said and scratched the back of his neck.

"Ohh, yeah. That." I laughed awkwardly and sat on the makeup chair.

He shook his head and paced around the room. "Do not start anything with him." He demanded.

"Harry?" I asked and stood up in front of him to stop him moving. 

"I know what happens. I'm not letting you get hurt Han." He whispered and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"I won't get hurt Harry. I know what he's like, I like him." I whispered the last part.

"No!" He shouted and pushed me back.

"Harry, calm down!" I shouted.

"Please, don't do this." He mumbled and walked back to me. "He's not going to be good for you." 

I sighed and walked away and carried on packing up all my things. "Don't ignore me Han." He whispered and tried to get in my way. 

I pushed him back and took my box of makeup and began to walk to the door but Harry stopped me by standing in front of it. "Move." I said with no emotion.

"You are not going out with him!" He said sternly.

"Says who!" I shouted and pushed him out of the way and opened the door.

"Me!" He screamed and slammed the door.

"You don't own me Harry. Leave me alone." I shoved him as hard as I could and walked out of the door and through the corridors.

"Hanna!" He shouted but I just kept walking.

I knew I'd have to face him again later on for their show but I don't care. I can't be in the same room as him right now.

I was walking through the large building, going to the tour bus to put the makeup there and go out for something to eat, when I seen Paul.
"Hey Hanna, where you going?" He asked. I stopped to talk to him.

"The buss with this." I held up the case of make up stuff. "And then go for something to eat." I said nicely, after all, he was my boss.

"Okay, make sure you're back for 7 for the show." I nodded with a smile then carried on walking to the buss.

I walked onto the bottom of the buss and put the case on the shelf and began walking up the stairs. We have two buses, one for the boys and Paul and other security and the other for all their stylists and people like me.

I went to my bed and took my keys from my bunk and put them in my pocket with my phone. "Hey." I turned my head to see Niall standing behind me, at the top of the stairs.

"Hi? What are you doing here?" I asked and walked over to him.

"I followed you from the dressing room, you seemed to be in a bit of a mood so I thought I would take you to lunch now." I smiled at his kind gesture and went to hug him.

"I'd love to." I smiled and tightened my grip around him.

"So what was up?" He pulled away and kissed my lips lightly.

"Just my brother." I mumbled and looked away. He doesn't know Harry is my brother. Nobody does except Conner.

"Awhh come on." He said and pulled me down the stairs. 

"Niall the paps." I whispered. As we got to the door of the buss he let go of my hand.

"You're our makeup artist." He whispered back and began to walk towards the main gate.

We got to a smart restaurant and Niall began to pull me inside. "Niall I'm not dressed for this." I whispered and looked down at my ripped skinny jeans and American tank top.

"Trust me babe, you look perfect." He whispered and turned to the lady. "Reservation for Horan." 

She lead us to a small table at the back of the restaurant with two chairs and a single rose on one of the places. He went round to the side or the rose and pulled the chair out for me, I sat down an he pushed me in. "Thank you." I smiled and he did a curtsy bow then went and sat down.

I smelled the rose and Niall stared at me in awe. "What?" I asked, getting annoyed with his stare.

"You're beautiful." He smiled. I just looked down at the menu and shook my head. "So, you seem pretty close with Conner." He said awkwardly.

"Yeah, we're good friends." I smiled at all the memories we shared together.

"I can tell, you look like more than friends sometimes." He mumbled, I looked up and he had a jealous look in his eye.

"Is somebody jealous?" I asked and leaned forwards so my head was resting on my hands on the table.

"No, but just saying." He said and tried to loosened up.

"No, we tried giving it a go but there wasn't really any feelings in it. And it was just awkward." I explained and he finally did loosen up.

"Oh, and what's the deal with you and Harry?" He asked curiously. Oh shit.Oh no. He can't know about it.

"Erm, we're good friends and he's just protective." I tried to sound as convincing as possible.

"Yeah. I've seen the way he flirts with you and the way he looks at you. He likes you." He sighed and looked down.

I nearly gagged at the thought of my brother flirting with me. I scoffed, "No! No way. He's a friend, it wouldn't be right." I mumbled.

"Tell me one thing then." He asked and leaned forward. I nodded. "Why did he look pissed when I told him I was going out with you tonight?" Shit, one question I didn't have an answer to.

"Ask him? I think it's just because he doesn't want me to get hurt." I tried to explain.

"Oh yeah, like your last boyfriend. I remember how cut up you were about that." He said and his face softened.

I nodded my head, not wanting any of the memories to come back. "But I promise you, I will never hurt you like that." He said and took a hold of my hand. "So, one last question... Will you be my girlfriend?" 

I didn't know how to act, I was shocked but I knew it was coming. "Yes." I sighed.


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