You're My New Step-Brother? {Harry Styles}

Chapter 6; I Can Mend Your Broken Heart

Hey guys, I like the amount of feedback I get from you guys. I like how its mostly opinions and not just comments saying "update", "make it longer", "update soon". Thank you for the comments... I might do a bit of Harry's P.O.V so you can see how he feels about Adam breaking Mia's heart and such. The chapter's called I Can Mend Your Broken Heart because it's saying that Harry wants to help her...plus it comes from the song Over Again. Hope you enjoy this...xx

~Chapter 6; I Can Mend Your Broken Heart

I went to the bathroom too many times to count and to the nurse twice. I couldn't focus, I didn't wanna be here. All I could think about was what Adam did to me and what I was feeling inside. I felt miserable. My cheeks were puffy, my eyes were red-rimmed, and my mascara had smeared. At this point I didn't really care, I just wanted to go home and sleep for the rest of my life.

"Mia," Harry said when I walked into Geometry. I didn't look him in the eye, nor did I speak to him. I wove around past him and set my books down on my desk. I turned around back towards Harry and he was staring at me. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. Tears came back to my eyes, and I was about to cry for the 8th time today. "Come here.." Harry mumbled, putting his arms out for a hug. I walked towards him and let him wrap his arms around me.

"Excuse me, Mr.Styles and Ms.Archibald, what do you think you're doing?" Mr.Craig asked. I lifted my head and saw him glaring at us with a sharp look on his face. His glare softened when he realized I'd been crying. 

"Can we have a minute?" Harry asked, pointing towards the hall.

"Sure," Mr.Craig answered to my surprise. Harry pulled me out into the hall in one swift movement, shutting the classroom door behind him. He wiped a tear off my cheek and he stared into my eyes. It was like he could feel everything I felt just by looking deep into my eyes. I felt as if he knew everything.

"Are you gonna be alright?" Harry asked softly. I shook my head no. I didn't trust my voice it always became weak when I cried. Harry didn't really know what to do, but hug me. But that was okay, it was pretty comforting. He embraced me with his arms and I leaned my head on his shoulder while he softly rubbed my back.

"I don't know what to do, Harry." I said, quietly, in the middle of our hugging.

"You'll get through this Mia." Harry said, pulling away to look into my eyes. "You didn't deserve this. I can't believe he did this to you. But you can carry on. You're strong."

"I don't know," I mumbled, "I feel so used, so stupid."

"It's not your fault." Harry sat, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, it is." I said. "I kept saying no, but he wouldn't stop. So I just gave up."

"It's not your fault. You didn't know he was just using you. Don't try blaming yourself when you already feel bad enough, love."

"I just feel so horrible."

"It only gets better after it gets worse." Harry said.

He gave me one last hug before we headed back to the classroom.

"Oh yeah, Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't tell anyone about this. I mean nobody." I pleaded.

"Your secret's safe with me." Harry answered.

~Harry's P.O.V 

When the bell rang I told Mia I'd meet her out at the car because I had to go talk to someone. Little did she know that the someone was Adam.

I roamed the halls looking for the bastard. How could he do something like that to Mia? It was the biggest mistake of his life. How could he do that to someone like her? Someone so perfect. How could you hurt someone like that and not feel guilty about it anyway. Finally at the end of a long hallway I found him putting his things away.

"Hey Adam," I said to him, walking closer.

"Look who it is. Harry." He answered. "I know what you're here about."

"Oh, you do?"

"You're Mia's step-brother." He said in an obvious tone.

"And you're the boy who used her." I answered in the same tone.

"Oh, she'll get over it."

"You know, she did really like you. She'd never had a real relationship before you."

"Whoop de doo. She shouldn't have given out so early." Adam said.

"You shouldn't have pressured her." I snapped.

Adam let out a low chuckle, "So what are you gonna do Styles, hit me?"

"I wouldn't want an STD, now would I?" I said, smirking. An angry look crossed Adam's face. I believed I'd reached my goal, maybe I'd reached Adam and I could get him to apologize, but my thoughts were destroyed when Adam's fist connected to my face.

The blow hit me from my left cheek and it caused me to tumble backwards and fall to the ground.

"Adam!" A familiar voice yelled. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw her. Mia.

"Ugh.." I groaned, holding my cheek that hurt badly.

"Are you crazy!? You can't just hit Harry like that!" She said, knealing to help me.

"I just did." Adam answered.

"How about you get lost, you no good son of a bitch?!" Mia retorted, her face inches from his.

"M-maybe I will." He responded nervously, walking away from us.

"Are you okay?" She asked caressing my cheek.

"I'm fine." I answered.

"Why'd he hit you?" She asked.

"It's a long story.." I said as she helped me up.

"Fine, you can tell me on the car ride home." She said.

"Sure," I mumbled and we walked out of the building.

"I'm glad the hit didn't do any major damage." Mia said in the silence.

"I'm glad you were there to break it up." I replied.

"Oh, Harry, you could take him. You'd win."

"You think so?"

"Definitely." She answered.

"What happened to you?!" Mia's mother asked.

"I got punched."

"By who?" My dad interuppted.

"By..." I said as they waited for my response. I glanced at Mia before answering. "By Adam." I said, which was followed by a gasp from Mrs.Archibald.

"Why'd he punch you?" She asked.

"Because I confronted him." I said.

"About what?"

"He broke her heart," I said referring to Mia.