Naive (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2 "UK"

“Are you sure you guys will be alright?” my mum asked us hugging us for the last time.

“Yes, mum” I replied hugging her back. We said goodbye to my dad too and we soon got in the airport. It was going to be a long journey.

“Why do we have to go to aunt Brielle’s house? I don’t get it” said my sister. I sighed because I couldn’t tell her anything. I promised mum.

“Let’s say is a chance for us to reunite with our family again. She has a daughter from your age, Sam”

“So what? What if she’s a freak or something? Or want to kill me for ruining her summer?”

“Sam, you’re not ruining her summer, please, don’t be silly” I said giggling. She shook her head not completely understanding what was going on and I didn’t blame her, I bet I was going to be more confused than her if I were she.

My sister Sam was the opposite of me. She was blonde with blue eyes, tall for her age and skinny. She was popular in her grade, unlike me. She also cared about every single detail when creating an outfit and wore make up like a pro despite of being only 14. I am super protective over her. Although she was old enough to know certain things and stuff she was still my little sister. I feel like I need to protect her somehow.

The flight was long for me, not for my sister who had this massive facility of sleeping in every single place. I was thinking on everything that happened so far. I couldn’t believe my parents were getting divorce; it hurts me to think that, because we’ve been living with them, they’ve been living together for a long time now and why do they have to separate now? I mean, don’t you know when things are going fine or doing terrible just in time? Apparently you don’t. Apparently love is unpredictable. I swear I’m not gonna fall in love for anyone. I don’t want to live what my parents are living right now.

My thoughts were interrupted by a voice saying we were going to land very soon. I turned off my electronic devices and waited until the plane was on the ground. I woke my sister up and we took our luggage with us.

“Hope there’s somebody out there waiting for us, otherwise I don’t know what to do” I said.

We crossed the door and started looking around us. We were two strangers in a country we didn’t know, between lots and lots of people.

“Leah! Samantha!” we heard our names and looked at each other.

“Over there” my sister said pointing to a woman. “She’s aunt Brielle” I could see a tall woman with a beautiful tanned skin unlike me. Her hair was dark blonde and falling in beautiful waves all alone her shoulders. She had a fit figure due to the amount of Yoga mum told us she practises and was waving at us with a huge smile in her face.

“Hey, where are my babies? Oh My God, you’ve grown up so fast! Look at you! You’re two women now!” We hugged her and to be honest I loved how welcoming and warm she was with us. She helped us with our luggage and led us to her car.  My sister sat on the back seats and I was in the passenger seat. I was looking through the window and to be honest it wasn’t as horrible as I thought. Indeed, it was a beautiful place, so warm, so green…

“So, how’s the flight?” our aunt asked us while driving.

“Don’t ask Sam, she was sleeping all the way here” I said giggling. “It wasn’t bad, just a little bit long, I guess…” my aunt smiled at me and kept driving. She put a little bit of music on her car, it was John Meyer “Who says”. I loved that song, it made me feel relaxed and I appreciate that small detail she had, although I bet she didn’t know I loved that kind of music. The ride was quiet but I didn’t mind. I didn’t want to answer awkward questions because although she was my aunt, she was a stranger somehow for me. I didn’t know much about her nor her family. All I knew was that she had two children; a boy named Max, older than me, and a girl, Jane, age 14.