My Sister is Harry Styles's 'Girlfriend'

Chapter 1

(Hannah's POV)
[1 year and 3 months earlier]

"WHO DID WHAT?!" I yell.

"Shhhhhhh! Keep it down. He might hear you." Mackenzie says.

"NO I WON'T KEEP IT DOWN. AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF HE HEARS ME."

"Hannah, please just keep it down. I'll explain it all again later, just... I don't know, stay in your room, go out with a friend or anything, just don't interrupt us."

"But-"

"Hannah, please, for me."

I then sigh.

"Fine." I groan.

I then throw myself on the bed.

Out of all the people in the world, they had to choose Mack. They had to choose my sister.

My phone vibrates and I get up to check it.

It's a text.

Maria: Hey, I'm going to Starbucks, wanna come with?

Me: You had me at Starbucks.

Maria: Typical Hannah. 😂.

Maria: I'll be there in 10.

Me: K.

I put down the phone and go to my dresser.

I really need to get out of this house, if he's going to be here often.

How does she expect me to keep it cool or down when the person I hate more than anything in the whole world is sitting in my living room?!

I take out a black top and my skinny jeans.

I put them on and add my black converse. I then pull my hair back in a ponytail and grab my bag.

I put my phone in it then go down to the kitchen, avoiding the living room.

I pour myself a glass of water and drink it.

"Where are you going?" Mack's voice makes me jump.

"Starbucks, with Maria." I say then go to my candy drawer.

"Ok. When will you be back?"

"I don't know. When will he leave?"

She then groans.

"Just, do whatever you want."  She says and leaves.

I take out a Reece's butter cup and start eating it.

My phone rings and I know it's Maria.

I finish the cup cake then wash my hands before going out of the kitchen, singing Fancy.

When I reach the middle of the living room, a voice makes me stop.

"Fancy, huh?" He asks.

I roll my eyes and continue walking.

"Whatever. Just tell her I left." I say and leave.

When I step outside, I see Maria leaning on her car in a blue top, black skinny jeans, and blue converse.

"Did you see my outfit and decide to copy me?" She chuckles.

"Great minds think alike." I say.

She smiles a small smile then goes in the car. I go in and she turns on the radio.

Weird.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

She just hums in response and turns the car on.

"You never turn the radio on. It's always your iPod."  I say.

She just shrugs and sighs.

The whole drive was silent, which is weird.

I feel the car come to a stop and we both get out.

We stand in queue and I see a tear escape her eye.

"Maria, what's wrong?" I ask.

"We broke up." She says. 

Oh my god.

Her and Louis.

Not Louis Tomlinson, though.

I open my arms and hug her.

She hugs me back softly then lets go.

"I'm fine." She says.

"Hey, Maria. Hey, Hannah. Will it be the usual?" James asks.

We both nod.

"Thanks James." Maria says and we both pay.

We wait by the pick up bar and I'm dying to ask her the question.

"You look like you're going to explode, just ask." She says.

"What happened?" I ask.

"He was being too jealous over nothing."

"Jealous over what?"

"Me fangirling over Louis's new photo on Instagram."

"Louis Tomlinson?"

"The one and only."

"What'd he do?"

"Thanks, Henry." Maria says and we take our drinks.

We sit at our usual table and she takes a sip of her drink.

"What he always does, yell, fight, andabuseme." She murmurs the last part.

"And what?"

She then pulls her sleeve and wipes her cheek.

It reveals a big purple bruise.

"HE DID THIS?!"

She nods slowly then takes make up out of her bag and covers it.

"But, I forgive him. He's bipolar."

"Bipolar or not, he should have never hit you. Not even touch you." I spit.

"Look, Hannah, I broke it off. He's out of my life. Now he's only my brother's class mate. What matters now is that I'm fine."

I just sigh.

First, Mack and what's his face. And now this.

I take a sip of my drink as her phone vibrates.

She checks it then smiles.

"Awwww. " She says.

"What?" I ask.

"Harry just tweeted, hanging out with my new girlfriend at her place. Will post a pic for you, guys. Love -H."

Oh no.

"Here's the picture. It's loading." She says and takes a sip of her drink.

Suddenly, she chokes on her drink and the phone drops on the table.

I see a selfie of him and Mack.

I just sigh.

"When the f.u.c.k. Did this happen?"

"I woke up to find him in my house, don't ask me, ask Mac."

"Aren't you happy?"

"Why should I be? I hate him."

"You're freaking sister is Harry Styles's girlfriend and you're not happy?"

I want to tell her it's just a contract and that they're fake dating but, I know what will happen and I honestly don't give a fudge.