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.


9. Chapter 8.

"Niall it looks scary." I whispered in his ear as we approached the doors of the hotel, surrounded by at least a thousand screaming girls and 50 paps.

"Hold on and you'll be fine." He said and kissed me head. I squeezed his hand in mine and cuddled up to his strong arm as we were escorted out of the building. 

We pushed through the many screaming girls and flashes. I got a few scratches and little hair pulls but nothing serious, well not until we got to the end of them all when somebody grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it back.

I screamed out in pain and Niall notices what was going on. "Get off her now!" He shouted and the crazed fan only pulled harder, earning some tears to spill from my eyes. "I said now!" He screamed and the girl let go.

I held on to my scalp where the hair was pulled and noticed Niall wasn't there. "Niall?" I called out through the tears but he wasn't there. I tried to look for him but abuse just got thrown at me so I ran. I ran far so I was away from them.

I don't know how far I ran but I ended up at a fountain in the middle of a shopping center somewhere. I decided to phone the only person I could truly think about. My brother. Harry.

I was still crying, so that meant I got many stares from the people walking past. "Hello?" His deep voice called down the line.

"Harry help me. I ran - a-and I'm somewhere." I sobbed.

"Oh my god Han are you okay? Where are you?" He rushed.

"I'm in a shopping center by a fountain, I don't know where." I cried and still, more people looked at me.

"I'll be there as soon as possible. Don't move!" He said and hung up.

I sat there and buried my head in my hands as my hair covered my face. "Finally." I heard his Irish accent from behind me.

"Niall?" I stood up and seen him running towards me from the other side of the fountain.

He ran into me and held me tight. "Niall." I whispered into his chest.

"It's okay. Are you okay?" He asked and looked down at me.

I nodded my head and wiped the tears from my face and buried my head deeper into his chest.

"Niall! Hanna!" Harry's voice boomed around the fountain as he came running towards us.

He reached us and looked at us both seriously. "What the hell happened?" He demanded and looked at me tear stained face.

"Nothing." I mumbled and hugged into Niall's arm.

"Not now Haz." Niall said and placed the arm I was hugging around my waist.

"Fine. Come on. We're all going back to the buses." He said and began to walk off.

I'm not going to lie, he looked pissed off as fuck.

We began walking behind him and Niall kept glancing down at me and smiling. 


"I'll see you later." I said and stood up on to the bus.

He gripped my wrist and pulled me back. "Come with me? I don't wanna be apart for 6 hours." He pouted and placed his hands on my hips.

"Deal with it. There's no space on your bus so I can't." I said and placed my hands on his shoulders.

"You can sneak onto my bunk and stay there?" He said and looked up at me with pleading eyes.

I giggled and looked down whilst shaking my head. "I can't Niall, this could cost me my job you know that right." I looked back up at him.

"No it won't. Pleaseee." He begged like a 5 yearold wanting candy.

"Fine." I groaned and jumped down from the step of the bus.

"Yey!" He cheered and grabbed my hand as we walked towards his bus.

I leaned up and kissed his jaw line and he smirked. "You." He groaned and poked my nose.

I giggled and ran ahead of him. "Na na na na na!" I cooed as I carried on running.

I was stopped by two strong arms being grasped around my waist. "No you don't missy." His thick accent rang through my ears making me giggle. "You're too cute." 

"You two." Pall called from behind us, earning a groan from both of our lips as Niall swung us round. "You need to get on your buses now, everyone is waiting for you." He demanded and stood there waiting for us to move.

"Actually, can Han come on our bus?" Niall asked and rested his chin on my shoulder.

Me and Niall looked at Paul with puppy dog eyes and pouts. He just looked at us as if we were crazy but he eventually sighed. "Fine. But no funny business." He warned and went to my bus to tell them to leave.

We both smiled and began to walk towards the bus, but Niall wouldn't met me go and walked to the bus with his arms around my waist with his chin on my shoulder.

We walked up the stairs to be greeted with a row of all the boys. "Why are you coming with us?" Zayn asked curiously.

"She's with me." Niall said protectively. I laughed awkwardly and fidgeted with my hands.

"Cool." Liam said and turned and walked to the bunks and got in one.

All the other boys just separated and went to various places on the bus. "I'll show you to our bunk." He began walking forward, holding my hand pulling me along behind him.

He opened the top bunk on the left side, it had his laptop and phone already inside. "Cool." I smiled awkwardly and stood there shuffling with my feet.

"Ohh I'm going for a wee. Go back there and I'll be 2 minutes." He pointed towards the back of the bus and walked away into another room.

I smiled and walked to the back of the bus to see a u shaped sofa going right around and Harry sitting right at the back. "Hey!" I said enthusiastically. 

"Oh, hi." He mumbled and looked down.

"Okay what's wrong?" I asked and sat beside him on the couch.

He turned to face me. "I don't know how much longer I can keep it up." He mumbled.

"Keep what up?" I asked, shocked.

"Playing innocent. I care about you Han and I don't want to see Niall take over you, he gets protective and I don't want you to be possessed by him." He sighed.

"Don't." I demanded.

He looked at me with questioning eyes. "Don't talk to me like you think you know everything. Harry you're the possessive one, you won't let me go. I'm not a baby and you're not dad so please don't ruin this." I pleaded.

"No I'm not dad and I never will be. He's a monster!" He spat through his teeth.

"Anyone wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?" A very angry looking Niall demanded from the doorway for the room of the sofa.


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