My Brother Loves Me than He Should {H.S.} (DISCONTINUED)

Summary

Harry Styles is the average adult. Living in his own place accompanied by his girlfriend, Taylor. (A/N: I know he has probably more girlfriends than her but she's the only one that pops into my head and plus it was the first thing that I heard about when One Direction debuted. ) The two are in a on and off relationship, you know the struggle is real. Anyway, he has great friends, wonderful job as a pastry maker, and what more could he ask for!

How about a call from his mother?

Usually he's the one that calls her, it's the first time she ever called him unless it was something important.

He loves his mother very much so he answers the phone in a haste and worry in his system. He's happy to hear his mother's voice, so before he gets down to business he asks her about her day and how everyone was doing.

His mother, Anne, replied with a simple everyone was fine including herself then her tone went from happy to enthusiastic. Harry smiled at the tone, it made the worry go away but it suddenly came back when she told him that he was going to have a little sister. His eyes went as wide as saucers, practically bugging out of his eyes. He laughed nervously hoping that she was kidding, no offense to his mother but a woman her aged shouldn't have children. he told her exactly that and continued babbling which stopped when she bursted out laughing.

He asked what was funny and she replied that she had adopted a child. That made Harry sigh in relief, he asked her when was going to meet this new little sister. It was a few seconds of silence when his mother said:

"She should be at your door now."

Harry was about to reply when his door bell ranged, he went to go answer it. He opened the door and went into shock. A girl with light brown skin, purplish blackish hair, big brown eyes, and a chubby body, and carrying a suitcase in her hands, was standing in front of him.

Anne asked if his new little sister had arrived since she heard the doorbell. Harry replied with an "mmhmm" and Anne laughed. Before she hung up, she gave him her love and told him to take care of his new sister. Once Harry stuffed his phone in his pants pocket, the girl smiled shyly.

"You must be my sister." Harry said looking at her, she nodded her head. She looks really shy and sweet, he was kind of giving her a glare so he softened his face, and asked for her name.

"I'm LaRay." Her voice was soft.

She doesn't seem like too much trouble.

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A nice little summary for the story. Yes, the main character is an African American but you can use your own name and change her race, if you want. Just use your imagination.

Just don't steal my story and change it, that'll be very mean.