My Sister's Boyfriend (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Back to Normal? (Ch 6)

Two weeks. Two weeks had gone by and two weeks was all I had left with Harry before he left for tour. We were slowly getting back to where we were. It was hard being around him. Every time, a little voice in the back of my head would remind me of what he did and how I could never tell him how I felt. To top it all off, I hadn’t spent any alone time with Harry, since that horrible day. Louis or Jess would always show up and tag along; it was getting annoying. Louis, I could understand, he was only trying to look out for me, but Jess, I had no idea what her problem was. He was mine first. I rubbed my eyes getting out of bed. I quickly hopped into the shower and got dressed, putting on some light makeup. I braided my hair and double-checked myself in the mirror. I looked pretty enough. Harry and I were going to the movies today. Neither of us had told Jess or Louis what we were doing. We just wanted some time to hang out like we used to. My phone buzzed. I took it out; it was a text from Harry.

            Hazza: Meet me at the park.

            Me: Ok. See u soon :)

            Hazza: Can’t wait ;)

 I smiled and put my phone in my pocket, before grabbing my purse. I crept down the stairs and to the front door. I put my hand on the handle, slightly opening it.

            “And where are you going?” Jess asked, from behind me. I took my hand off the handle and turned to face her.

            “I’m going to the movies with Louis.” I lied.

            She narrowed her eyes at me, “Anyone else?”

            I shook my head, praying she didn’t see right through me.

            “Fine go, have fun.” She said, stalking off. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding and went out the door. I walked to our park, to meet Harry. I saw him immediately. He had on a grey t-shirt, jeans, and converse. He had his hair tucked into a green beanie. A smile started to form on my lips I got closer.

            “Hey”

            He turned, flashing a smile at me, “Hey, you ready?”

            I laughed, “If I wasn’t ready do you think I would be here?”

            He chuckled, “Your probably right. Let’s go then.”

            We walked to the theater, talking and laughing the whole way there. It was almost like old times. Too soon, we had arrived at the theater. Harry bought the tickets while I got us snacks. We started walking to our theater. 

            “Hey guys, what a coincidence, seeing you here.” Louis called out, running towards us. The carefree smile on my lips, turned forced when I saw him. Why can’t I have one day.

            “Yea a huge coincidence.” I mumble sarcastically under my breath.

            “What did you say Allie?”

            “Nothing, Louis.” He eyed me for a second, suspicious. A smile broke across his face, “Well now that were all here, why don’t we all go together.”

            I looked to Harry; he was just as torn as I was. We couldn’t just tell him no, there would be no telling what he do.

            “Fine” Harry mumbled.

            Louis’ smile grew bigger, “Great!” He wiggled himself between the two of us, wrapping his arms around both of our shoulders. “Let’s go.”

            We walked into the theater, heading to our seats. Harry went sat down first, in the middle of the row. Louis went over and sat down right next to him. I went to move over to the other side of Louis, but he was blocking my path. “Louis move, so I can sit down.” “Just sit here.” He said patting the seat next to him. “It’s too late anyway, the movie is starting.” I sighed and sat down next to him. This was supposed to be our day and here Louis was ruining it again. If me not sitting next to Harry wasn’t enough, Louis kept making jabs at Harry during the movie. It didn’t help that the main character betrayed his best friend. I felt bad for Harry. I hadn’t completely forgiven him, but he was still my best friend. By the time the movie had ended, I was pissed off at Louis. We exited the theater.

            “I’m going to the bathroom.” Harry said.

            “Okay.” I replied.

            “If we leave, we’ll try not to forget to tell you, but who knows what will happen.” Louis said.

            Harry nodded, walking to bathroom. When he was out of earshot, I turned on Louis.

“What the hell was that?” I seethed.

“What?” He said nonchalantly. His tone made me even more pissed.

Mimicking his voice, “We’ll try to tell you what we are doing but who knows what will happen.”

“I don’t sound like that.”

“Louis you’re getting kind of ridiculous! You need to stop!”

“Stop what?”

“The jabs at Harry!”

He looked at me, clearly annoyed, “Well, excuse me for trying to make sure my friend doesn’t get hurt again!”

“I appreciate that you care, but can’t you see that not mending our relationship is just hurting me more! I can't move on with you treating me like I'm this fragile little thing. It makes me feel pathetic! I can’t always be this fragile little thing. Don’t you see I hate being that way!” I yelled. Tears were forming in my eyes, threatening to spill. I quickly blinked them away and took a deep breath.

I sighed, my voice breaking, “I know that you believe that I’m not pathetic, and for a moment I believe it too. But then I see the way you look at me when I’m around him. You look at me like I’m going to break at any moment, that I’m some hopeless little thing. And out of all these things, do you want to know what I see the most? I see pity, and it reminds me of how pathetic I am. What else reason is there for you to pity me, if I wasn’t pathetic?”

He looked at me with sad eyes, “I…I didn’t know.”

“How could you’ve?”

I started to walk away from him. Louis grabbed a hold of me, pulling me into a hug, “Allie, I don’t pity you. I’m sorry that you feel this way. I’ll try to give you some space. Let’s just try to get everything back to the way it was.”

I nodded my head and rested it on Louis’ shoulder. Back to the way it was. Something about that left an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. Did I really want to go back to the way it was? Back to normal?