My Sister is Harry Styles's 'Girlfriend'

Chapter 6

(Harry's POV)

I just sit there, watching her freak out.

She then squeals and I can see she's really happy.

I feel myself fall more for her.

STYLES, GET A GRIP!

Mack reaches for the phone and sees the notification.

I look too.

Luke Hemmings followed her back and sent her a DM. Wishing her a happy early birthday.

Her birthday is soon?

"You're into 5 seconds of summer?" I ask.

"Into? No. I'm not into them. I adore them. They're the best."

"Ok." I say slowly.

"I introduce you to fangirl Hannah."

Why can't she fangirl like that about me?

HARRY!

I need to control my feelings.

She takes her phone back and speedily does a few things.

"I could thank him for you, or you could do it yourself." I say.

"What?" Both her and Mackenzie say at the same time.

"I do have his number, you know." I say and Hannah starts choking.

I got to her side and pat her back. I couldn't help myself.

She stops choking and looks at me with a look I can't decipher.

Her phone then rings.

I can see the caller ID as Maria.

She then answers.

"YOURE KIDDING ME! YOU MUST BE FREAKING KIDDING ME!" I hear Maria scream through the phone.

I guess she texted her.

I watch as Hannah's lips turn into a smile.

"I can't believe it too." She says as she gets off the chair and starts going upstairs.

"Let's just eat, I guess." Mackenzie says.

I actually forgot she was there.

"Yeah." I say and start eating.

This Mac N' Cheese is the best I've ever tasted.

"You made this?" I ask.

"No. To be honest, Hannah did." She says as she takes a sip from her Coke.

Hannah then comes down stairs.

She sighs as she plops down on the chair and starts eating.

"So, Hannah, did you enjoy the concert last night?" I ask.

"Do you want me to be nice, or honest?" She asks.

"Honesty is the best policy." I chuckle.

"No. I didn't. I was literally dragged into going there." She says.

I feel hurt by that.

"I liked it." Mackenzie says.

"I didn't." I say.

Hannah looks at me weird while Mackenzie just raises her eyebrow.

"A girl in the fifth row was frowning and looking bored the whole time. I don't like seeing girls sad."