Long Lost Sister

The Results

There was no way that this was true.  There must have been some mistake with the test results.  I can't be related to Harry Styles, let alone, his little sister.  Before I could overthink the results, my phone pinged.  It was Liz.  

'Guess what!'

'You're secretly dating a celebrity and didn't tell me'

'gurl you wish.  My parents got me tickets to see One Direction.  Come with me?'

well, shit.

'when?  I need to make sure this project has time to be finished'

'in two weeks! oh and we have meet and greet passes too'

Even better.  Yeah, Liz.  I'll go with you to a One Direction concert, and, oh, by the way, one of them is my brother.  How was I going to keep this a secret?

Harry POV:

*California - Los Angeles*

The UK tour was happening in a few weeks and I could not wait to be home with my mum and Gemma.  Liam and I were hanging out at my house until our van arrived to take us to the airport.  "So, what are we going to do while we are back home?  Play some futbol?" Liam asked.  "I'm not sure, mate.  I would like to spend some time with my family since I don't see them as often," I said in reply.  Just then, my phone rang.  It was my mum.  "Mum!  How are you?" I asked.  We talked for a half hour before the van arrived.  "Mum, the van is here.  I'll call you when I land.  I can't wait to see you," I told her before hanging up.  "Mate!  Let's go!!" Liam shouted.  I locked my door and headed to the van.  The drive to LAX was rubbish - so much traffic.  Louis texted me telling me that the others were waiting for us in London and to tell him when Liam and I landed.  I put on my sunglasses and positioned the hood of my jumper before getting out of the van.  Paparazzi is a nightmare and I'm still getting used to the fact they somehow already know where we are before we get there.  The van pulled up to the entrance to our gate and Liam and I got ready for the extremely bright flashes of the cameras being shoved in our faces.  

*a few hours later*

I promptly took a nap on the flight, because what better way to pass the time?  Liam fell asleep on me, so I had to be careful not to wake him up when I got up to use the loo.  When I got back to my seat, I decided to scroll through Instagram.  I had a notification of being tagged in a post by a fan so I decided to look at it.  I liked it and noticed there was another person tagged - I thought it was our management, so I took a closer look.  It was of a girl whose handle was 'kateeijo'.  Naturally, I stalked this girl's Instagram - thankfully it was public.

I continued to scroll through her profile and the more I looked, the more she looked like Gemma and myself.  

That was slightly creepy, but also kind of cool.  What if she is my missing sister?

Katelynn's POV:

My phone vibrated in my bag, but I ignored it.  I figured it was Liz reminding me to pick something cute for the concert.  School let out for the day and I headed home to hopefully research more about my family.  Once I got home, I opened my laptop and started searching 'Harry Styles', which pulled up a TON of media and fake-ass tabloids.  I found out who his mum was and that he had a sister, Gemma.  If they were truly related to me, I'd definitely know where I get my looks from (not saying my mum isn't pretty - I just don't look like her).  I wonder if they will be at the concert, too.  

*the concert day*

Liz and I had a sleepover at her house the night before the concert so we could get ready together.  Her outfit was a skin-tight shirt with skinny jeans and some trainers and mine was a little more thought out because she told me to look 'cute'.

I thought my outfit was cute and, thankfully, Liz agreed, so we headed off to the concert.  Her mum dropped us off at the train station six hours before the concert.  We purchased our train tickets and waited for our train to arrive.  At half three, the train arrived and we loaded up.  "I'm so excited!  Who are you most excited to meet, Kate?" Liz asked me.  "I don't know.  I'm not sure if I will even speak to them.  You can do most of the talking though, I'll listen to the music," I said.  "I want to meet Harry and Niall," Liz said and continued to ramble on.  I tuned her out, thinking about if Harry even knew I existed.  Surely he knew that he had another sister, right?  Or he didn't; maybe I was a secret his mum had to keep from them.  

We arrived at the arena just in time for the meet and greet backstage.  Liz and I walked in, showed our passes to the guards, and were taken to the meeting place.  As we walked in, I saw him.  Harry - my brother.  It felt as if time was slowing down - this was it.  "Hello, loves!  How are you?" Harry started, making eye contact with me.  

Harry's POV:

She was here.  The girl I saw on Instagram who looked like me and Gemma.  "Hi, I'm Katelynn," she said.  "Harry," I replied.  The girls came and went to the arena's main floor before the concert began.  "Harry, my sweet boy," I heard from behind me.  "Mum!  You made it," I said whilst hugging her.  "Mum?" I asked.  "Yes, my love?" she replied.  "Do you remember that story you told Gem and I when we were young?"  Mum nodded.  "I think she's here - at the concert," I told her.  

A/N:  Ooh!  Harry meeting his long lost sister?!  Will Anne be thrilled or shocked that her other child is alive and well?!  

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