Stepbrother (H.S)

Chapter 20: Payback

Harry POV

Anna hasn't talked to me all day. We drove home in silence. She can't seriously be upset about me laughing about us getting caught. I only laughed because I was relieved that Mrs. Williams didn't rat us out to our parents.

Imagine someone finding out about me and Anna. Especially the people in school. What would they think? What would Carine and David think of me?

We pulled into our driveway. Anna quickly got out, slammed the door and speed walked into the house. I could tell she was avoiding me as much as possible.

I walked inside to find Carine sitting on the couch reading some mail. "So how was school today?" She questioned.

I shrugged. "Eh, same old, same old. Nothing new."

I could see Anna's expression out the corner of my eye which read disbelief and hurt. Carine turned to Anna.

"And you?"

She looked down and mumbled. "Different." Carine looked at her confused. "Different how?"

"I just got to see a different side of someone that I thought I once knew." She mumbled.

I felt guilty. I knew she was talking about me, but what else was I supposed to do? I couldn't let everyone know that she was my stepsister. What if they found out about us? It would be ten times worse if they knew we were semi-related.

What I did was protect myself. To protect us or this little thing we have going on. I don't know what to call it.

Anna turned around and ran up to her room slamming the door, making me and Carine jump. Carine stood up and dusted off her dress.

"Well, I'll just get started with dinner. I'll give her some space. I don't want to drive her away like last time." 

I smiled at her apologetically. "She'll be fine Carine. She just had a tough day today."

I rubbed my hand on her back trying my best to reassure her. I walked upstairs unlocking my bedroom door. I turned around to look at Anna's door from across the hall. I sighed before proceeding into my room closing my door behind me.

I slung my book bag across the room and flopped face down on my bed. I decided to check my phone. I had a text message from Louis.

What the fu*k does this bastard want? Why do I still have his number? He's probably trying to apologize from the other night at the party. I open his message.

L- I know something that you know?

What the hell? I texted back.

H- that ur a prick?

I laughed at my reply.

L-no but I do know your dirty little secret. I didn't think you were that low Harry.

H- what secret?

He didn't reply. I texted him again but, I got no answer. I decided to call him. The phone rang three times.

"Hello."

"Louis, what are you getting at?"

He laughed through the phone.

"I know that you like messing around with girls younger than you."

I froze. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh don't play dumb with me Styles. I was eavesdropping in the hallway and I found out about your little affair with your stepsister who is only sixteen which makes her a minor. And how old are you? Eighteen? If I'm right I believe that's against the law."

"Yeah, so is rape."

"Yeah but I never actually had sex with her."

"I didn't either."

"Yeah but I'm sure you will."

"Is there a point to this?"

"Yes. Perhaps I want to propose a deal."

I raised my eyebrow. "What kind of deal?"

I could tell he was smirking with that stupid grin of his.

"Persuade her or let me do something with her."

"Like what?"

"Don't play stupid Styles. What else would I want from your sister."

"No fuc*king way! Go to hell Louis! You know I can't do that!"

"Fine have it your way, but expect your life to take a huge turn once everybody knows." He said.

"Wait... At least let me think about it."

"Hmm..... you got 72 hours. That's three days. If you don't choose by then I will choose for you."

The line went dead. I threw my phone across the room. Smashing it against the wall.

"Shit!"

I pushed down my lamp on the bedside table. I ran my hands through my hair. What am I going to do? Both options are pretty bad. What if I just beat him to a pulp? Nah that's too extreme and ill get arrested. I can't protect anna from jail. I don't think I can get myself out of this.

What am I going to tell Anna?

Then I heard a soft knock on my door.