Tomlinson to Styles [Harry.S] *COMPLETE*

Tomlinson to Styles - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Starbucks. Of course. For the, what, 5th time this week? Eleanor. That was always the reason.

"Just for you Ellie-bear," Louis sang in her ear. I stood in the door frame, hands on hips while the rest of the boys sniggered from behind the granite, kitchen counter. Harry started walking stealthily up to my brother (oh, did I mention I was Louis Tomlinson's sister?) until I coughed and gave him a death stare. He hastily ran back to his previous position and I nodded triumphantly as I had stopped whatever stupid prank he was going to pull on Lou and Eleanor, or Elounor as the fans call them. How sweet.

"Guuuuuuys? Starbucks?" Eleanor skipped over to me before pulling me into a tight squeeze.

"This is why I love you." She said as she caught the high-flying car keys to my 7 seater. I skipped happily round to the drivers seat, flung open the door and sat right on...Harry's lap. I squealed a little before my worry turned into anger.

"Comfy there, love?" He asked. I looked to see I was still sat on Harry. I growled at him and jumped out of the seat. Seconds later, I swung open the back door to reveal a smooching Lou and El. Once again, I groaned. Oh well, today's just not my day. I hopped into the empty seat and hugged into my bestfriend. I loved her to pieces but lately her and Louis had been acting strange. They never went out on Friday nights anymore; they never joined in with our movie nights or parties. It was strange, I admit but maybe they were just getting old. Haha. What? Old? Nah. I was only a year younger than El which makes me two younger than my brother. Yup, boring 19. And with that I fell asleep, dreaming of, oh never mind...

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"Alyssa, honey. We're here," Eleanor shook me awake. I straightened up and flattened out my coloured jeans. Another thing, according to countless people, me and my brother had in common. Our fashion sense. Coloured jeans, stripes and braces. I love them! Not to mention ducks. Aren't they just awesome, they're all like 'quack imma duck. Gimme some bread?' Apparently, my brother has a new found love for pigeons so I guess we're similair for liking some sort of bird. Anyway, after my thoughts of birds and outfits, I continued on my walk with these 6 idiots. Idiots that I love, of course. Harry neared towards me as we walked and placed his hand on my lower back/upper bum. I screeched. He backed away. Well away.

"Alyssa?" Louis looked at my distraught, blushing face.

"I thought I saw something. Never mind that, though. It's okay now, it wasn't actually there."

"HARRY KEEP AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" He ordered. I loved how he knew it was Harry. Definitely my brother! Harry looked over at me and let a little half smile slip across his lips. I mentally growled before turning round to a bent over Eleanor and worried looking 3 boys. Yes 3. Not Harry, he was looking at me. And not Louis, strange. He seemed to have a smug look on his face. I let it pass and helped El up. There was, however, that lingering thought in my head. Once again, Harry came over for a little flirt. At first, I ignored him but at his foolishness, I decided to play along. It was really funny, for me anyway. He was practically drooling! Louis had noticed, I think but was not letting it get to him seen as we were now in actual Starbucks and he couldn't scream at his bestfriend like he did 5 minutes before.

We'd all had at least 3 drinks when we decided to leave. I was first to talk. I said, "So El, how are you. What was all that about when you were in pain huh?" It was meant to come out out of wonder but it seemed to sound more cocky and desperate. Louis and Eleanor, however, didn't seem offended by my strange conversation; they just exchanged glances before each heavily sighing. They cleared their throats.

"We're having a baby." They chorused.

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Hey guys, I'm Katie. I'm new on here so excuse it if the story's terrible:/ Anyway, ooooh drama in the first chapter...