My Aunts Boyfriend (Harry Styles L.S)

NOTE: This is NOT mine, all rights and credit go to the original author (sharing it cause I really LOVE this story, and I hope you will too:) ) November 18, 2012. That Date will always be ingraved in my head.. That was the day my parents were killed. My name is Kayla Mathews, I’m 15, and I go to High School. I’m the only child, and I’m from Charlotte, North Carolina. But that’s all about to change. Supposedly, in my parents will, it states that if anything should happen to them, I am to live with my Aunt… Problem is, I don’t know my Aunt. I mean I’ve heard of her, got a few gifts during the year for Christmas and my Birthday. End of Story. But, now I have a ticket for tomorrow to fly there.. You know where she lives? England.


10. Chapter Ten

Once Harry left my room, I closed the door.

I didn’t want anyone coming upstairs anymore.

No Surprises.

I walked over to my bed and sat down.

I kept wondering if Harry was flirting with me.

I know he wouldn’t be because he is dating my Aunt but then I understand why he would.

My Aunt is very nice and pretty.

Don’t get me wrong!

But, she can kind of get annoying.

Like, she doesn’t like doing anything but Make-up, Fashion, and Dogs.

I mean I love those things too, but, her life revolves around it!

I got tired of sitting in my room so I walked downstairs.

I was going to get something to drink but instead I saw my Aunt pressed against the wall with Harry making out with her…


‘Lovely, it warms my heart’ I said sarcastically to myself.

I turned around and walked upstairs.


‘No. Harry couldn’t have been flirting with me’ I thought, ‘He likes my Aunt.’

They must have not heard me come downstairs because I have a perfect view of downstairs and they are now moving it to the couch.

I checked my cell phone eager to see if I had any messages from my friend Kat.

Instead I had a text form a restricted number.

Here’s what it said.


‘Hey Babe, its Harry. I got your number form your Aunt in case of an emergency… I really wanted to see a movie tonight and I don’t like the one your Aunt rented… I have 2 tickets… Would you mind joining me? Meet me downstairs at 12:00 P.M. Hope to see you there… ~Harry’

I walked over to the railing and saw Harry fixing the pillows on the couch.


“Don’t be late” he mouthed to me, his eyes wide and mysterious.

Should I go?

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