Harry Styles Little Sister

My own personal Hell

Zayns pov

Sarah sat at the end of the kitchen table her eyes red and puffy from crying last night pushing the flakes of cereal about her bowl. Niall was forcing her to eat. He said she'd need her strength. You see, Today was her first day at the high school in town. She really didn't want to go, like I mean REALLY didn't want to go. She spent most of last night pleading and crying to Harry begging him not to make her go but he ignored her. I don't understand why but this girl really must hate school. 

"Please eat, I don't like seeing a good bowl of cereal go to waste" Niall said trying to make her laugh. " "Your going to be hungry and from what I remember the school lunch is never anything special" 

"Well, I wouldn't have to eat them if I didn't go to the stupid school in the first bloody place" she mumbled into the bowl. 

"Thats it, just leave it Sarah you are going to school whether you like it or not. You have to and if you don't stop complaining I will personally walk you into the school myself, is that what you want?" Harry questioned Sarah. He had been patient with her complaining up until but she was starting to tick him off.

As soon as Niall had finished off a couple more servings of breakfast, we were all set to go. Me and Liam finally managed to get Sarah into the car after her many attempts to get a out of it which included turning all the clocks in the house back an hour so we would be late but she unforchently she forgot we all had watches on. Next she tried pretending to be sick and if it had of been any other day we would have believed her. She is actually quite a good actress. Then sarah got desperate, locking herself in her bed room balling her eyes out but we have an extra key for her room for occasions just like this so I went in and picked her up. We have realised that if she refuses to do anything or go anywhere we can just pick her up as it is the one thing she cant escape from. We all piled in after her and set off for the school. 

Sarah sat at the edge of the seat instead of being squished in between Louis and I due the lack of space in Harry Car. But the closer we got to school the further back she shrank into the small gap between Louis and I. We could all tell that she was close to tears, so nobody said anything as we didn't want her to go into school crying. As we pulled up outside the entrance Harry turn of the engine and turned to face Sarah.

"I know you don't want to go, but you have to, I'm sorry" Harry said trying not to upset his sister even more. I could see that he was almost in tears himself. He hated giving off to Sarah or seeing her upset. He really did love her. And it was killing him doing this to her.

I opened the door with out saying anything and prayed silently that she would get out and leave without one of us having to drag her to the door. What she did next surprised us all. She hugged Harry. Like I mean really hugged him, it was a proper styles hug. They alway make you feel better what ever the occasion. She let go of him and slipped out the car door without another word. Harry sat there in shock. Sarah had bearly talked to him over the Last week since she's has been here, let alone hug him. He slowly turned round and started up the car in silence. What had just happened.

Sarah pov

I didn't want to go and none of them understood why, but i couldn't't tell them. I was terrified of the place. In my last school everything had been fine until Harry left.He had  been the popular one. The one all the girls loved but even so he always looked after me and made sure I was ok. But when he left I was all alone. People started to treat me differently. I soon realised how many peolpe had just been putting up with me to get to my brother. It was awful, I didn't want to go though all the teasing and taunting again. I didn't want to been see as the pathetic, ugly, failure of a sister to the great beautiful Harry Styles. 

The closer we got to the school the more I started to panic. I forced my way back into the small gap, wishing that the seat would just swallow me up. I could feel the tears prickling at the back of my eyes but I refused to let the boys see me cry again. As Harry pulled up outside the gates he turned to me and said

"I know you don't want to go, but you have to, I'm sorry Sarah" i

I could see the mixture of stress and pain and worry that was running through his big green eyes. It looked like I wasn't the only one on the verge of tears. I don't know what made me do it but it just sort of happened. I hugged him. I hadn't realised until that moment how much I had missed my big brother and  really deep down I didn't blame him for anything. With that thought I slipped out past Zayn and headed toward the brick red building that stood in front of me. 

Here goes nothing!!

Niall"s pov 

5 hours later ...... Me and Harry were parked back outside of the school waiting for Sarah to come out. I looked out the window as the doors opened and children flooded into the playground some chatting about what the were going to do when they got home, a small fat boy telling his friend what he was going to have for dinner. What were we going to have for dinner. I think since it was Sarah's first day at school we should go out and celebrate. NANDO'S. My thought about what food i was going to order we interrupted by the slamming of the back seats car door. For some reason i don't think Sarah was in the best of moods.

"How was your day, Sazzy-Bear" i asked her hoping for the best. 

"I don"t want to talk about it" Sarah mumbled back and she continued to stare out the window until we pulled up at our house. She hoped out of the car and sprinted up to her room, locking it behind her. I looked over at Harry who was on the verge of tears again.

"Don't worry, Harry, she's get over it, she had too" i tried to comfort him as we made out way through the door. 

"Mhhhhhh, I hope your right Niall," Harry sighed back. " i really hope you are right " 

Sarahs Pov

SCHOOL WAS AWFUL. Of course everybody had put it together by 6th period. I did look identical to him and having the surname styles was a big give away. Like usual, i spent the rest of my day with girls came up to me acting all friendly and nice, until they realised i wasnt going to give the piece of paper or the love note to my brother they showed there true colours.

"you Bitch, what would you dis me Like that. Don"t you know who i am?" a fake blond girl who was orange and wore a top that revealed way to much spat at me in her high pitched American accent. . it was last period and we had been let out 2 minutes early from maths. I tried to ignored it and picked up my bag but something inside me just flipped and i lost it.

"Im not a bitch, your the fucking whore look at yourself. My brother wouldn't go near you with a ten foot pole was why on earth do you think i would give him you fucking number, just shows that you really are a natural blond underneath all that bleach."

I yelled back. the whole corridor was silent waiting for her response . Some how I had got the feeling I had just yelled at a person who wasn't used to getting yelled at herself. Great I've been here a day and i've already made a mess of things. Just then the final bell of the day rand i was saved ( what a cliche) I took my chance and i walked out of the school with everybody else before she got the chance to think of a comeback.