Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Ten: Get Outta Your Mind

"Why won't you move?" I mumbled, still locked in his trance. He didn't answer, but instead backed me up against the wall and put one hand on either side of my head, leaving me trapped. 

"Because I still have to do this..." He trailed off and then did the last thing I ever expected my stepbrother to do. He kissed me. And then I did something I never expected myself to do... I kissed him back. 

 

HANNA'S POV

I had no idea what had come over me, but whatever it was, it was near impossible to surpress. I loved the feeling of Harry's lips on mine. The feeling was completely different than the way Niall kissed me. Harry kissed me with a sense of urgency and passion as if we only had a matter of seconds before the clock would strike twelve and everything would go back to rags. In reality, that's exactly what was going to happen. In a few seconds one of us was going to pull away and then we would have to face what just happened. Better make those seconds last. 

I felt his teeth bite my lip as he asks for entrance and I open my mouth wide to let his tongue explore. His hands trailed down to my waist and hooked themselves around my thighs pulling them up and around his wast, pinning me to the wall. He slowly moved his mouth down from my lips to my neck. I gasped and tugged at his curls when he found my sweet spot and he sucked leaving a large red mark that was sure to be purple in the morning. When he was done his moved his lips back to mine and gave me one last lingering kiss before pulling back slightly and letting my legs touch the floor again. We were both breathing heavily and resting our foreheads against each other. 

"Harry-" 

"I'm sorry." He breathed and then pulled away suddenly and ran up the stairs. I stood there still in shock from what had just happened and listened as his footsteps became softer and eventually stopped as his door slammed shut. 

What had I done? I had cheated on Niall... with my stepbrother.

I ran up the stairs and into my room. I closed and locked both doors before kicking off my shoes and going outside onto the balcony. I needed talk to someone about what just happened. There is no way I could keep this to myself and not combust. I quickly texted Reagan an SOS. She responded saying she would be there soon. I went back into my room set my phone down on my bed then turned to look into the mirror. My hair was frazzled and my dress all wrinkled, and right in plain sight was the large, purpling love bite Harry had given me. I shook my head and started to peel off the dress and get into my PJ's. I pulled on a tank top and short shorts before curling up with my pillow pet until I heard the doorbell ring. 

I jumped off my bed and unlocked the door, slowly pulling it open to make sure Harry wasn't in the hallway. He wasn't so I ran down the stairs to let Reagan in. I opened the door to see her with her overnight bag. She knew if I texted SOS it meant a long night. 

"Hey babe, whats up?" She asked with a concerned look on her face. I didn't answer, but instead grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs and into my room. I closed the door and relocked it before motioning for her to come sit on my bed with me. 

"Hanna, what's wrong? You're scaring me." She asked again with a serious tone. 

"I'm an awful person." I said with tears starting to stream down my face. 

"No you're not. Why do you think that?" 

"I cheated on Niall..." I barly got out.

"What?!" Reagan screeched. I put a finger to my lips to shush her and then motioned to the wall. She nodded and understood that I didn't want Harry to overhear our conversation.