My Sister is Harry Styles's 'Girlfriend'

Chapter 17

(Hannah's POV)

I hear the front door close and footsteps near the kitchen.

Don't turn around.

Don't turn around.

Don't turn around.

I then feel his arm brush against mine as he reaches for a glass.

Awkward.

I finish stirring and decide to have chocolate.

I turn around to look at him and he's looking towards my stash shelf.

"Turn around." I say.

His head snaps in my direction.

"Turn around." I repeat.

"Why?" He asks.

"Just do it." I say.

He nods and turns around.

I keep looking at him to make sure he doesn't turn as I take out two bars and close it.

After he hears the sound he turns back around and gets a banana.

When he comes my way to get a knife, I throw him one of the bars and he catches it perfectly in his hands.

"Thanks." He says.

I just shrug and close the stove.

I take out a plate and put some for myself.

"Mac N' Cheese?" I ask.

"Sure." He says and puts the knife back, then the banana, and the glass.

I take out another plate and put for him too.

I sigh and go into the living room.

After searching through the channels, I settle for The Regular Show on Cartoon Network.

Don't judge.

A moment later, Harry comes and sits on the dining table to eat.

It's an episode about a party thrown by Rigby's girlfriend, she's tries to tell Mortukay something but, he is too busy.

"I know this episode, it's where Margret-" Harry starts.

"Shhh. I don't know it." I say and turn to look at him.

"You know, you don't have to keep tilting your head like that. You could come sit here." I say.

"You sure?" He asks.

"Yeah. It's fine." I say and continue watching.

I then feel the sofa move as he sits on the other end. I just continue eating and watching.

Turns out, Margret is at the party and she sees Mortukay. They talk and remember their times and end up kissing.

I suddenly choke when they kiss.

"Hey, Hey, Hey, you ok?" Harry asks as he drops his plate and comes to my side of the sofa, patting my back.

I then nod.

"I'm fine." I say.

"You didn't expect them to kiss, huh?" He asks as we both continue eating.

"No. Not at all." I say.

Just like how I didn't expect you'd kiss me just a few hours ago.

Just thinking of the kiss gets me hot.

His lips. Those plump, pink, moist, soft, perfect lips. The kiss was so intoxicatingly perf-

"No!" I tell myself.

"Is something wrong?" Harry asks.

"No. I'm fine. I'll go check on Kenzie. The funeral today was hard for her." I say and hurry upstairs to Mom and Dad's room.

I knock the door then enter to see her sitting on the bed nibbling on the lasagna Harry made this afternoon.

"Hey." I say softly.

She sniffles and looks up at me.

"Can I sit with you?" I ask.

She then nods.

I sit next to her and she hugs me tightly.

She then starts crying again.

"Hey, Kenzie, I'm here." I say and hug her tightly.

"Promise me you'll stay, Hannah." She sobs.

"What?" I ask.

"You're my only family left. Promise me you won't leave me."

"I won't leave you, Mackenzie. We may fight, but, you're  my older sister. Who's gonna look out for me?"

"You know you can look out for yourself, Hannah."

"Just calm down. For now, Mack, ok?"

She nods and lays her head on my chest and I hug her.

If any stranger came in right now, he'd think we are lesbian lovers, but, honestly, I love my sister and I don't care if this looks wrong.

~*~

"Hannah. Hannah, wake up." I hear a familiar British accent say.

"Leave me alone, Long Hair." I say and snuggle into the pillow I'm hugging.

Wait... Why am I hugging a pillow?

I sit up quickly.

"Where's Mackenzie?" I ask.

"That's why I woke you up." He says.

I then jump off the bed.

"Where'd she go?" I ask.

I'm getting worried.

"Shhhh. Keep your voice down. She's taking a shower. I woke you up, because, I found this in her room. Along with these." He says and hands me a newly opened blade box and a medication bottle.

"Blades and Anti-Depressants." I whisper.

Harry just nods.

"Why?" I ask as tears fill my eyes.

"After last night, you slept here. This morning, she told she'll take a walk. She insisted to go alone. Then, she came back with a pharmacy bag. When I asked, she told me that she got tampons. So, when she went into the bathroom to take a shower, I found these in her side table drawer."

"Oh my god. No." I say and shake my head.

"Maybe the blades are for shaving?" He says trying to lighten me up.

"Have you ever seen a girl's shaver?"

He shakes his head.

"It's not." I say.

"What are we gonna do?"

"Get rid of these."

"Won't that make her confused?"

"I'll confront her."