Sister Styles

Chapter 3

I finally arrived where the concert was being held, I could hear the music blasting from inside. I jumped off my bike and walked over to the ticket booth that said "Square Theatre" . I need a plan to get inside! " I'm sorry, but we're out of tickets young lady." the lady from the booth told me, " Look I just need to.. ehh I think my brother is inside, he ran off with the tickets and I need to find him." I lied trying to keep a straight face, the lady studied me with a cross face as if knowing i told her a lie. "I'm sorry but I can't let you in without the tickets." she replied. " Please! it will be really quick!" i pleaded, but instead of getting a reply she shut the window booth and turned around. Rude.

I made a face at her and ran off, i need to get inside! Wait! Maybe there's another entrance! I ran around the theatre looking for another door and i found one that marked "EXIT" outside. I trotted over to it and tried to push it open but it wouldn't budge, locked. I turned around to look for another one but i found none, maybe another try at the door, i jogged back to the door but i fell back when I crashed into something or more like someONE. " I'm so sorry!" I apologized hoisting myself to my feet to see who i had knocked down. Oh my. "It's alright i wasn't looking ahead, you alright?" asked the one and only Harry Styles.  I was frozen, what do I do now? I just nodded my head responding to his question. " Alright , well i need to get back inside" he spoke turning around ready to go back inside. " Wait!" I blurted out catching hold of his wrist. " Please listen to me, this will sound very strange and you won't believe me but i'm your sister, i have proof!" i spoke rapidly. He looked at me with a face that seemed to be like he was thinking if to just leave or call security. "Look, i don't have time for a joke i really need to get inside there are fans waiting for me."he said " No look! i have proof" i shrieked searching for the copy of my birth certificate. I finally found the white pice of paper that hels the whole truth to who i was, "Look" i said handing him the paper. He studied the paper for about a minute until he looked up, " Are you really my sister?"he questioned,"yes, see it yourself." I replied.

The next thing I know is that im being pulled inside by Harry and im taken to backstage," You wait here, ill be back in about 30 minutes until the concert ends" he instructed me while he sat me down on a small couch that was inside his dressing room. After about 5 minutes of impatiently waiting I decided to take a look arouund being the nosy person that I am. The dressing room was quite big, it consisted of a few clothes racks that held about 4 different changes of clothes, a small couch area a big desk with those mirrors with the light bulbs and a nice chair, on the wall next to the small couch area stood a big flat screen TV. 

***** end of concert******

I had gotten bored of watching TV so I turned it off and just laid back on the comfortable couch, a few inutes later Harry entered the room and closed the door quickly, he stood there watching me as if just remembering that i was here, this was getting creepy. " Say something!" i yell at him throwing a pillow at his face but he catches it , he walkes over to the couch and sits next to me. " Explain yourself." he says.

I take a breath before i start to speak," Well, I was going to get some paper for a project that i had to do when I cam across my birth certificate. I already knew I was adopted but i just had the curiostity to see my parents names so I read it , and well there you go, i came to find you because i absolutley hate my adoptive family."I explained, he looked down as if not knowing what to do next. " I believe you, theres proof right in front of me i just can't believe why my mum would ever put you up for adoption." he replied with a sad face. " So what now? I sorta ran away from my house." i say, " Well ill have to tell the boys, you can stay with us !" he says cheerfully.