One Direction Book

Louis Tomlinson x Reader - Harry's Little Sister

(Request! Thanks so much for requesting!)

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Your POV:

Today, I was going on tour with my big brother, Harry Styles. Yeah, the one from One Direction. Our sister, Gemma, wasn't really interested on joining, but she was busy anyway, so it's not like she was trying to be rude to our brother by declining the request. Harry had taken it well, gave our sister a hug and wishes her luck with her work.

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Harry and I both headed downstairs with our bags in our hands. Our mum was waiting at the door with a proud smile on her face. "Good luck," She cooed, pulling Harry into a hug, "Be safe, baby," pulling back to kiss his cheek. "I will, mum," He said, kissing her forehead before moving away for me to say my goodbyes. Mum pulled me into a tight hug, "Be safe, baby," She lowered her voice to whisper this in my ear, "Keep an eye on Harry, okay?" I nodded, pulling back and kissing her cheek as she kissed mine.

Though Harry was older, I watched and protected him like a hawk. He was more sensitive than I was, so I took the role of being the overprotective sibling. That was when it didn't come to his best friend, Louis Tomlinson.

I'd always had a crush on the Doncaster boy, and Harry saw it clearly. He trusted Louis, but he still didn't like the idea of his baby sister having a boyfriend. He's teased me about my stupid crush on him and said he'd give Louis his blessing, only when Niall stops thinking about food every second of his life, which as you know, is clearly impossible.

Snapping from my thoughts, Harry linked our arms and lead me out the front door where a black car with tinted windows was parked. One Direction's manager, Paul, was waiting for us outside, hands in his pockets. The man smiled and opened up the back trunk to help throw our luggage inside of it. Once we were all loaded and ready to go, we were escorted into the back seat of the car where a Hispanic security guard sat in the driver's seat.

"What did mum tell you?" Harry asked as he buckled himself in. "Oh, she just said to be careful. Y'know, the fans and stuff," I shrugged, giving him the partial truth. My brother just nodded and watched as Paul entered the vehicle. "All set, kids?" Paul asked from the passenger seat as he closed his door and began to buckle himself up. "Yep!" Harry and I chirped in unison, making the man softly chuckle before he gave the driver the go-ahead to begin driving.

Harry just looked out the window the whole time as I looked down at my phone. It was four-twenty-seven in the morning, and we had about thirty minutes according to Paul to reach our destination. Our destination was a fancy building where the tour bus would be, as well as Simon Cowell.

A little ding rang throughout the quiet car and a small icon appeared on my phone. I opened the notification to see that it was a text from the one and only, Louis Tomlinson.

Lou☺️: Just got at the venue, Zayn, Liam, and Niall are here. Where are you guys?

Me: On our way, about 28 min

Lou☺️: Damn
Lou☺️: How'd you sleep?

Me: I didn't lol
Me: I'll be sleeping on the bus probably cuddling with a pillow
Me: #singlebitch🥲

Lou☺️: Lol
Lou☺️: You do realize you can always cuddle with me, right?

Me: Harry would kill you lmao

Lou☺️: At least I'd die in a beautiful girl's arms😘

Me: stfu😳