I Fell In Love With My Step Brother (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8 I fell in love with my step-brother (Harry Styles FAN FIC)

Harry's POV

"Can I use the restroom?" I ask the teacher in my last class.

"Is it an emergency?" My teacher asks. I nod. "Go ahead." I send a worried glance to Callie as she watches me leave. I call my mum back and walk to the gentlemen room.

'Harry. " My mum says as soon as I answer.

"What's wrong?" I ask. She sounds like she has been crying.

"It's Alan. They are trying to get him to come back-"

"What? Come back from where?" I ask. She cries. I hear her loud sobs. "I'll be there in 15," I hang up. Just then Callie comes out of the class room. I hear her calling my name. I walk out of the bathroom and run to her.

"Harry?"

"We have to go." I take her hand and start leading her out the back doors.

"What about my bag? School isn't over yet. It's the first day, I can't just ditch!" She whisper-yells.

"School is more important than your father?"

She freezes and looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"My dad?" Her lip trembles.

"I don't know anything yet. Come on," I wrap her in a hug for a few seconds before taking her hand and running out the backdoor. We jump in my car and I drive. She sobs quietly beside me and I entwine our fingers.

"Shh, it'll be alright."  I get a text on my phone.

False Alarm. Alan is fine. Just some bruises and a hurt neck. He had a heart attack when he crashed and mum got worried when they had to shock him. It's okay, though.  He is in shock.~ Gemma

I show Cals the text and she sighs in relief with a small smile on her face.

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Callie's POV

At least he's okay. I don't know what I would do if he died. I wouldn't have either of my parents. And the way me and my father left it yesterday. It was just horrible. That was the worst argument we have ever had. It was massive. I look at my arm, the reason the whole argument started. I wrapped it up in the clinic this morning and Harry convinced the nurse not to make me go to the hospital for it, thankfully. It still hurt and I know the bruise and swelling is there but I have been quite distracted by Harry at school today.

"Are you alright?" Harry asks as a tear slides down my cheek.

"Yeah. I don't even know why I am crying." I say. He takes my hand again. It hurts my arm first but then I realize he is holding my hand and relaxation washes over me as I look at him. He is staring at the road as he drives. His beautiful green eyes keep flickering to look at me but I never look away. His hair flips into his eyes and in a bold move I reach out and brush it out of his face with my fingertips. He smiles at me for a second and the focuses back on th road. He turns into the parking lot of the hospital and we jump out. I start to run to the entrance before I feel Harry pull on my hand. I turn to face him and he crashes his lips to mine. I melt into the kiss as his hands find my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck as my knees weaken. My eyes flutter closed as we continue kissing. His tongue slides over my bottom lip and I pull back before things get too heated in a hospital parking lot.

"I have been wanting to do that all day," He smiles at me, breathless. I nod my agreement and he takes my hand as we walk into the hospital. We find my dad on the 2nd floor. Anne tells us to go in. Harry sits beside me in the plastic chairs. He holds my hand but doesn't entwine our fingers, since my dad is here and Harry will be my step-brother...

"Hey, Daddy." I say. His eyes open and he sees me.

"Callie, hey sweetheart."  A small smile forms on his lips. "Hi, Harry."

"Hello sir." Harry replies.

"Thank you for bringing my daughter to me," Dad says to him.

"You don't have to thank me sir. I would do anything Callie told me to do. And you are going to be my step-dad soon too so.."He trails off, not knowing how to finish the sentence. My cheeks turn red. He would do anything I told him to do?

"Callie. How was school?" Dad asks me.

"Good. I like my classes. Harry styed with me so show me around and introduce me to everyone." I answer.

"I am glad you liked it . Did you meet new friends?" He asks.

"Uh, I met Harry's friends and they seem nice." I say.

"Good. Callie, I'm sorry about last night. I didn't me-"

"Dad," I interrupt him. "I'm sorry. Let's just forget about it okay?" He smiles and nods before falling asleep again. I sigh and look back at Harry, who stayed with me.

"Are you alright, love?" He asks as a tear falls from my eye. I nod. He smiles sadly and gathers me into a hug. I breathe in his scent. Oh, he smells so good. Like peppermint and shampoo and roses. It's wonderful, utterly brilliant. "Do I smell good?"

"Uh, " I hide my face in his shoulder as heat rises to my cheeks.

"It's quite alright. I know I smell irresistible." He teases but he just doesn't know how right he really is. I love his smell and I don't care that we will be related in a short while. He is amazing and I want him. I like him, more than a brother, more than a friend. I pull back and almost kiss him but a nurse walks in.

"Hello," She says.

"Hi," I blush deeply.

"Well, we are going to do a quick checkup real quick on Mr. Alan and then you two can come back in but for right now I need you two to stay in the waiting room for a bit," She smiles sweetly at us.

"Okay," I say.

"Bye, lovebirds," She mutters, giggling. My face is as red as a tomato as we walk into the waiting room. We sit down beside Anne and wait. And Wait. And wait. Until finally, Anne tells us to go home.

"It's already dark outside. You two have school tomorrow. I'll call you if anything happens," She smiles at us. She looks so tired. She has bags under her eyes, her skin is a bit pale, her dark hair is tanglesand messy and her body just sags limply.

"Are you sure you don't wanna go home? Get some rest?" I ask her.

"I won't be able to sleep until he is out of this awful hospital," Anne replies. I hug her and smile sadly as we walk out. The ride home with Harry is quiet. It's a comfortable quiet as we listen to the radio. A Cher Lloyd song is playing and Harry holds my hand in his as they rest on the console in the middle of our seats. When he parks in the driveway, we hop out and walk inside. I go to my room and change into my pajamas. I walk to the kitchen to find something to eat and see Harry in his pj's also, digging in the fridge. I clear my throat and he looks at me.

"I am not sure what to cook for dinner. Are you hungry?" Harry asks as his eyes twinkle. I am hungry, but for food? I am not sure as I look at Harry's beautiful body. He is skinny but quite muscled. He moves close and presses me against the wall. "I know how to cook. Are you hungry?"

I nod, afraid of my voice that may sound squeaky if I talk. He leans down and presses a soft kiss...

That's the end of that chapter! I will have an update soon!In the meantime, read some of louis_shopping_buds stories. She is a dear friend and a brilliant writer. I have been reading hers and they are magnificent and marvelous. Check them out please!