Her Little Brother [h.s.] ✔

1.

This is a short story. It only has 5 chapters, since, well, it's a short story, but the chapters are extremely long :)

I was going to make this a proper story with like 30 chapters or something, when my best friend told me to make one part of it a one-shot, but I couldn't do that because to understand that part you have to know the story before. So, I decided to make it a short story, where it isn't too long, nor too short.

Vintagexxparisxx is my best friend so thanks to her that this is a short story.

GAURI44 is the person that I think will enjoy this, but she never reads any of my stories :'(

Also I'm too stupid to put @ sign in front of the usernames because it never works out, so please bear with me.

However, check them out. Vintagexxparisxx has an amazing Harry Styles story (I haven't read it yet, but I'm here to support whatever the fuck she wrote cuz I'm her bsf) and Gauri doesn't have a story because her ass is too afraid to write :)

But either way, I love her. I love them both.

Well, could argue about the short part since this thing is literally 5 chapters, but, split each chapter into 5 chapters, boom, 25 chapters. I know my math :)

Also, could argue about the long part since... You'll find out

This story was published all at once. Like I published chapter 1, then 10 seconds later chapter 2, then 10 seconds later chapter 3 and so on. So, you don't have to wait for updates since it was finished once it started. At the moment, I am not planning on continuing this.

Without further ado, here is chapter 1. You might be my 1st reader, you might be my 10th, we will never know.

Also, sorry if there are any grammatical errors.

Enjoy ;)

Toodles.

-sd

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Serena's POV:

If you look for the name Serena, you will find "clear, tranquil, serene" as its meaning. That ́s my name, though I am anything but those things. On the other hand, those words would probably define my best friend. We were an odd pairing, me and Gemma, and I still don ́t know how we fit together so well.

We met by chance one day at a house party of mutual friends a couple of months ago. And we hit it off quite instantly, to tell you the truth. From then onwards, she was a constant in my life, seeing each other every single day and sharing every little dark secret we had. She had a positive impact on me, making me grounded, while I would be the person to take her from the complete dullness of her life.

I walked through the door, marching towards our usual spot at the cafe with my knee-high black combat boots. We had the habit of getting coffee every day at the same place, same time. She liked routine and I liked to indulge her, so it was a deal. Gemma was already there, of course, as I was ordinarily late, of course. But one thing wasn't customary in this scene: a guy was also sitting at our table.

"Hey," I simply said, sitting across from them at the other side of the booth. I took off my jacket, placing it on the cushioned bench and ran my hands through my windswept hair, taming it a bit. Or making it even messier, I wouldn't know.