Broken ( One Direction ) *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 1

<Harry's POV>

"Harry, it's going to be okay! Stop worrying, I'm sure she's fine." Liam patted my shoulder reassuringly.

I just nodded, trying to pretend that I believed him.

We have been sitting in the car for about two hours now. We we're going to go visit my cousin, Mia.

I've missed her so much. We were really close, she's like my little sister.

Unfortunately, I haven't seen her in a few years, because of touring and other music related things -which I beat myself for, all the time. I was a terrible cousin.

We tried keeping in touch, at least I tried. It was all good the first year, we would Skype, call, and text -a lot, but something happened this last year that changed her.

She didn't want to Skpe, she barley answered the phone, and when she did, she barley said anything, she wouldn't even answer my texts.

I asked her mom if everything was okay with Mia, but she just brushed it off like it was nothing. But, I just knew something was up, Mia didn't sound like her chirpy, funny self, she sounded almost...dead.

Something happened, I just know it, and I'm going to find out.

I got my phone out of my pocket and looked at my pictures, I smiled once I found the one I was looking for.

It was taken about four years ago. She was thirteen and I was sixteen. I was hugging her from behind, my head resting on her shoulder. She was wearing my gray sweatshirt that went up to her thighs, red skinny jeans and black converse.

Her brown curly hair was tamed in two braids. Her big brown eyes hidden behind thick black framed glasses, and her teeth covered in braces, but her smile still brightened up the room.

I remembered that day like it was yesterday; I hadn't seen her in months, so I decided to pop by and give her a visit. She was so happy when she saw me, that she jumped on me and wouldn't let go, making us both tumble down to the ground, in fits of laughter.

I sighed, I missed her.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt my phone leaving my grasp, I looked up to see the culprit.

Louis. 

He was looking at the screen intently, a smirk etching on his face.

"Oooh, nerd alert." He said loudly.

All the boys scrambled around my phone -as much as they could in the car- and laughed along with him. I rolled my eyes at their behavior.

"She kinda looks cute though." Zayn commented.

"In a nerdy kind of way." Louis added.

I watched as all of them nodded in agreement.

I narrowed my eyes at them. "No dating my cousin." I said sternly.

They put there hands up in surrender, but their smirks were still evident. And if it wasn't for our driver announcing that we were here, I would've given them a long lecture on how they were not aloud to date her.

I ignored the guys for now, deciding I'll get back to my lecture later, and quickly got out of the car and ran over to her house and rang the doorbell, almost tripping over my feet and falling on my face.

I just couldn't wait to see her.

As I waited, I stared up at her house very huge house. Her mom, Cher, was a well know international clothing stylist, so they were pretty well off, to say the least.

It was three stories high, and very long. There was an indoor pool, an outdoor pool and a skating rink. And who knows what else, her mom was always redecorating and changing everything.

I rang the doorbell again, tapping my foot in desperation. My patience was running on a thin layer of glass.

By the time my Aunt, opened the door, all the guys were behind me, all of them being almost as impatient as me. Almost.

"Harold!!" she exclaimed, raising her hands up for a hug.

"Auntie Cher!" I said, hugging her back.

"Come in, come in!!" she said pulling me in.

I followed her instruction, walking into the large house, followed by the guys.

"Aunt Cher these are my band mates, Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam." I said, pointing to each of the guys.

"It's nice to meet you, call me Cher." she shook all the boys hands and gave them her mega watt smile.

They all nodded, and politely smiled back.

"Aunt Cher, where's Mia?" I asked looking around for her.

Her smile quickly faltered, and a look of disgust clouded upon her face, making me crinkle my face in confusion.

"She's in her room, you can go up but-" I didn't let her finish when I was almost halfway up the stair case, the guys following closely behind me, probably not wanting to make small talk with my aunt.

I went up all the way up to the third floor, knowing the whole floor was hers.

When I finally got to the top, I quickly knocked on the door.

No answer.

All I could her was a faint music going on in her room.

I knocked again, louder.

I waited.

Nothing.

My patience was long gone, as I opened the door without an invitation.

I was about to make a snarky comment, when my eyes landed my cousin. But, I couldn't help, as my mouth hung wide open in shock.

My little cousin was not the little girl I once knew.

She grew up.