Zayn's Little Sister

Chapter 7 Part 2

"Okay so we are going to go on that stage and give the fans the best performance they've ever seen. Because no matter what," Liam says, glancing between Harry and Zayn, "we are brothers before anything." "Yeah, until my brother tries to get in my sister's pants." "I am not-" "Which is pretty nasty if you ask me. Why don't you just go hit on Gemma?" Zayn mutters, standing before walking out of the room. My eyes focus on Niall as he tries to hold in his laughter at Zayn's remark. "Zayn! We have to be on stage in twenty!" Louis yells. 

I uncross my arms from my chest causing all the boys to look at me considering I haven't moved for the past few minutes. "I'll get him." My pink heels click against the tile floor as I take long strides to reach Zayn who I spot sitting on a couch, his face in his hands. "You shouldn't be so hard on him-" Zayn's face shoots up and his eyes meet mine. "I shouldn't be so hard on him? Are you kidding me right now, Ariana? You know, you're right. Maybe I should be hard on you! I warned you and told you to stay away from them. We had a deal." "Fine, blame me all you want. Just back off Harry. He doesn't deserve the crap you're throwing at him." 

"Why can't you see how bad everything will turn out with him?" Zayn sighs. I throw my hands up, "Why can't you stop saying stuff like that?" "Because in the end someone will end up hurt." "And let me guess you assume the someone that gets hurt will be me." "You just don't understand." "Tell me what I don't understand then Zayn." "Have you ever thought about all the bad affects being in the spotlight can have on you?" I shift, keeping my eyes on the ground, "No." "It's not easy. People throw crap your way left and right-" "Dating Harry or not, I'm still going to be in the spotlight. My brother is Zayn Malik from One Direction, and I'm on tour with them!" "Dating someone is a whole different game." He says. 

"Well you took that chance with Perrie." He glances up at me, slowly standing from his position on the couch, "That's different." "How? You like Perrie, and I like Harry. It seems exactly the same to me." "She was already in the spotlight when it we happened. She knew how it would be if we took the chance of dating. You're just a normal girl, Ariana. You don't know what it's like in this life, and frankly you don't want to." "I don't want to, or I can't handle it?" Tears threaten to spill from my eyes at my brother's lack of confidence in me. "Ari, I shouldn't have brought you on tour." He mutters, under his breath, putting his face back into his hands. 

"I don't know what hurts more you having no confidence in me, or the fact you regret having me here in the first place." "Ariana!" He speaks as I turn on my heels to walk away. "Don't bother." I whisper as I keep walking. Zayn's hand catches my forearm, and he spins me around, "I don't know what he is telling you, but Harry told me he would not dare lay a hand on you because he knew what it would be like if one of the boys tried to get with Gemma." Tears fall and I don't bother to wipe them, "Stop." I try and shake my arm loose from his grip as he speaks but his grip tightens, "I don't know what he has planned, but his intentions don't seem good, telling you one thing and telling me the opposite." "Stop!" I yell, getting frustrated. "I'm done, it's done. Just let me go." 

His hand leaves my arm, and without saying anything, I walk out of the room, wiping tears with every step I take. "Ari, what's wrong?" Harry steps in front of me trying to stop my fast pace, but I just move around him. "Ari, please tell me." I turn and face him, laying my pointer finger on his chest, "I don't know what surprises me more, that fact I was actually falling for you when you had no intention of catching me, or the fact my brother warned me about all this and yet I protected you. I told him you weren't like this, but yet you are." "Wait-" "No, whatever this was," I motion between our bodies, "is done." "What do you mean I wouldn't catch you? I think it's pretty obvious I'm crazy about you. What did Zayn tell you?" "Harry, stage!" Louis says as Zayn walks past us and to his spot. Harry holds up his hand signaling for Louis to wait. "If he told you about what I told him last night," he pulls me closer and bends to my ear level, his voice lowering, "I just told him that to hide the fact that I'm crazy about you. That night I took you home for your headache, you told me that you told him we were nothing just so he wouldn't suspect anything. I was just doing the same." My eyes take in his sincere gaze and I'm about to speak when Niall pulls on Harry's sleeve causing him to walk backwards towards the other boys, his eyes holding mine. "Please believe me." He mouths before facing forward and going on stage, screams immediately sounding.