Once in a Lifetime (EDITING)

Ch. 11 Welcome Home

Kelli's POV

"Who's that?" Harry whispers as he pulls away from me, keeping his grip on my waist firm though.

"My brother." I say wide-eyed. He wasn't suppose to come home until Wednesday. What the hell is he doing here?!

"He wasn't suppose to be home this early," I whisper frantically. "Oh god when he sees you-" Harry cuts me off by putting his finger over my lips and chuckling softly.

"Relax love, I've had teenage girls try and rip me apart, limb from limb. And they were very persistent as well. He can't be that bad can he?" He says, cupping my cheek softly.

"Fine. But Harry, just be careful when you are around Michael. He has a tendency to, jump to conclusions." I say softly, leading him downstairs.

"Michael!" I yell, craning my neck to get a good look of the living room. Nothing....weird.

"Mikey!" I say louder this time.

"In the kitchen!" He yells back, making me jump.

"Hey, Mikey..." I say nervously stepping into view.

"Kelli!" He says running over and tackling me in a giant bear hug.

"Ok, I still need to breathe." I say gasping for air.

"Sorry! It's just so good to see you! It's been too long!" He says, releasing me from his grip, eyes wild with excitement, until they land on Harry.

Immediately his eyes glaze over with anger, as I put my hand on his chest to stop him from pummeling my...I don't even know what we are...if Harry lives, I'll ask him about it.

"Mikey," I lean into his ear to whisper, "he's fine. He hasn't hurt me. Please don't do anything irrational yet." I plead with him, hoping that he will use some sort of self-control.

He looks back at me and his eyes immediately soften. "Fine." Mikey finally agrees, shaking his head. "But if he breaks your heart, I will not hesitate to break his face." He says sternly, making me look down at the floor, embarrassed.

"Take care of my sister. Don't make me break your face." Mikey continues, chuckling lightly, trying his best to take some of the tension out of the room.

Doesn't work very well.

"I don't plan to." Is all Harry says. Thankfully reassuring Michael, for now.

"I think that I should head out." Harry says after clearing his throat akwardly, under Mikey's wary gaze.

"I'll walk you out!" I say, quickly running to catch up to Harry, before Mikey could protest.

Once outside, I turned to face Harry who had a big, goofy grin on his face.

"I'm so- what are you smiling about?" I ask laughing at how prominent his dimples have become.

"You kissed me." He says teasingly, causing my cheeks to change to a dark red.

"And you kissed back..." I say trailing off, unsure of what to say next.

"So what does that make us?" I ask cautiously, afraid that this may be a touchy subject.

"Whatever you want to call it, love." He says smiling, releasing his hand, that had been intertwined with mine.

When did that happen? I don't even remember grabbing his hand...?

"Text me when you need another TV buddy." He says walking down the front porch, but not before turning around and showing off his brilliant, dazzling smile, making my knees weak just from staring at it too long.

"Bye Styles!" I yell right before reentering the house and closing the door behind me, slumping against it with a huge smile on my face.

Kinda filler chapter kinda not bc Harry meets Michael.

I'm so tired. I'll probably update tomorrow. And if I don't it's bc I am either swamped with homework or  I am passed put on my bed. Going to sleep now. Night

And yes this is short...Hate me...