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

Chapter 27

Callie's POV

It has been a week since Louis tried to kill himself. He stopped his crying three days ago. He still blames himself a little bit. Ne claims he doesn't but Harry and I can see through him because we understand the most. Harry feels responsible for his dad leaving when he was young and even though I don't admit this or dwell on it too much I blame myself for my mother's death and my father's brain damage. If I had paid more attention to my mother, caught on that she was getting tired often and trying to cover her skin as much as she could then I could have gotten her treated sooner. And if my dad and I hadn't fought that night that he crashed, if I just told him from the start and let him take me to the hospital for my arm, if we hadn't had a stupid argument that I caused then he wouldn't have left. He wouldn't have crashed. He wouldn't need medicine for extreme anger or frustration. He had only hit me once before the crash but I believe I deserved it. If I hadn't been so selfish and stupid and rebellious he wouldn't have felt the need to hit me. But I was. I didn't care about anyone but myself and how horrible my life was. So he slapped me to make me come to my senses. After the crash, he hit me, grabbed me too tight, and kicked me sometimes. But I deserved them too. I made him wreck. I made him damage his brain because I made him leave the house angry and full of guilt. What is wrong with me?

"Cals, you alright?" Harry asks me. I am currently sitting between Louis and Harry on the couch in our house. Liam is beside Harry and Niall on the other side of Liam. Zayn is beside Louis. They came to visit today.

" Yeah, I was just..thinking," I reply.

" What about?" Harry brushes a strand of dark hair out of my eyes. I cannot very well tell him I am thinking of how I caused everything bad that happened to my parents. He wouldn't believe me even though I know it is true.

" Just how happy I am to be here with my friends and amazing boyfriend,"  I reply with a smile.

" Oh, so Harry's amazing but we are just your friends? No adjective there lads!" Louis exclaims and they all laugh. I blush, slightly embarrassed even though I know Louis was kidding. That's all he ever does is joke and have fun.

" My lovely friend, amazing boyfriend, and Louis."  I say, holding my head high. He knows I am joking- he is probably the closest of my friends out of all the other boys(EXCEPT HARRY)- but he plays along. He hold a hand over his heart and shows a shocked face, complete with a gasp and raised eyebrows.

" WHat do you mean? I am not your friend?" He raises his voice slightly, getting into character. He stands up and puts his hands on his hips like a girl. " How could you?" He exclaims and I see actual tears fall from his eyes. I get up worried. Maybe he isn't really in character. I walk to him and hug him. The boys bust out laughing. I pull away and Louis smirks at me. I then realize it was all just a big joke and Louis is really good at acting and fake crying. I slap his chest and sit back down on the couch with a humph as my cheeks heat. I put on a grumpy face as they all continue to laugh. They laugh, and laugh, and laugh until tears fall out of their own eyes. I throw my hands up in exasperation and stand up. I walk to the kitchen to fix some sweet tea. I hear footsteps come into the kitchen but I don't turn around. I continue watching the water start to boil. I pull the empty tea pitcher out and wash it. I open a large tea bag since I only need one to make it sweet. I set it in the water and hang the string over the edge. Out the corner of my eye,  I see Harry lean against the refrigerator. I set the timer for ten minutes. I suddenly run so Harry can't catch me. I race out of the kitchen and into my room. I shut and lock the door as Harry reaches it and knocks on it.

" Come on Cals. I'm, sorry for laughing at you. Just let me in?" He asks, pounding on the door. I giggle. No way big brother. I sigh and collapse on my bed.