A/N: This is my first story, please don't hate, enjoy!!!
In case you don't know my name is Carrie Styles, and I am related to the one and only Harry Styles, now you want to know why I am moving in with my brother and his band mates, well let's start from the beginning:
October 15th, 2001
This was the day I was born....That is all there is about it
September 6th,2016(Skipping Time like a boss)
I was enjoying my beauty sleep, until my alarm woke me up, I slammed my hand against the snooze button, and rolled out of bed, I choose my outfit http://www.polyvore.com/school_outfit/set?id=204471639
I brush my teeth and head downstairs, and I am greeted by mom and dad both saying,"Good Morning Sunshine!"
"Good morning!" I replied with a smile.
I made my self some cereal, and sat down on the table where my mum and dad were sitting enjoying a cup of tea.
After I was done I put my dish in the sink, grabbed my stuff, and headed out the door after saying goodbye to my parents.
Skip the day
I was walking back home while listening to Girls Talk Boys by 5 seconds of summer (That song is bae all the way) Once I reached our house I unlocked the door and stepped in.
I screamed once I say my parents bodies lying in puddles of blood, I fell to my knees crying, I reached for my phone and called 911, and then called Harry,
H is Harry, C is Carrie
H:Hey Carrie what's up
H:Carrie oh my gosh what happened
C:Mum and Dad...
H:What about them?
H:Oh my god Carrie I'm on the way
Then Harry hanged up
Luckily harry was just a a couple miles away.
I was crying into my hands, after a couple minutes I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked up to see Harry with tears in his eyes, I cried into his chest, while he whispered comforting things into my ear.
After a long session of hugging, one of the paramedics came towards us and told us something we would never want to hear.
Our parents are dead...