Unpredictable - A Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Chapter 27

Previously in "Unpredictable":

"Niall, it will ruin her life, she can't know because she'd be tempted to tell someone and then they wouldn't leave her alone" Harry whined and pleaded.

Niall's words were cold when he replied, "I don't care! She needs to know this, it's her right. But the press should know too!"

Harry sighed, "Mate, Isn't it enough for just you two know? Ariella is your sister after all!"

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I nearly fell over, Niall was my brother? A strangled cry escaped my lips and I turned around and ran out to door, I heard pounding feet behind me before Harry's gruff voice screamed behind me "Ariella! Wait!"

Tears streamed drown my face in rivers as I climbed into the drivers car, I didn't care about the fact it was Harry's driver, I needed to get away from there. Harry had lied to me, I knew that Harry had known about the relation, he knew that I was Niall's sister and he didn't tell me.

"Take me to my hotel" I sobbed to the driver, he looked back at me with brown eyes wide in worry before taking off down the street. My phone buzzed and rang with Harry's face probably ten times.

I scrambled out of the car and into the hotel, I buzzed myself into Lilah's room who looked surprised to see me. "Babe! What's wrong?" she asked, "Harry-" I hiccuped with tears, "He lied! I'm-" another hiccup, "Niall's sister" I couldn't form another coherent word as she pulled me into the bed room.

I cried for what felt like days, I loved Harry. Loved him. He was the one that had made me feel alive in the worst time. He never stopped calling, I knew he cared but did he love me back? He couldn't, not if he refused to tell me about Niall and I's familial bond.

"Harry's calling me" Lilah murmured, which only brought forth another wave of tears. I had lost my family, my mother and my sister, and Harry wouldn't tell me that I had a brother. I picked up my phone and was shocked with Niall's number flashed across the screen, My hand trembled as I answer it, voice shaking. "Hello?" "Ariella! Where have you been? Harry's loosing his mind, he said he saw you running from his house last night but you won't return his calls, what happened?"

Fury rolled through my stomach, masking the hurt I felt. "Oh you mean when I found out I'm your sister?" I spat, I heard the sharp intake of Niall's breath, "You know?" "Yes I know! That's what I won't talk to Harry, he didn't tell me when I just lost all my family!" I screamed into the phone.

"Please come talk to Harry at least, he's a wreck without you" "No, I can't, not yet" "We're leaving tomorrow, please talk to him" I realized that was true, Harry would be leaving tomorrow and while I was furious and heart-broken, I knew I should talk to him.

I took a deep breath as I spoke, "Tell him to meet me at my apartment in an hour" I replied, surprised by how strong my voice was. I felt Niall's nod through the phone, "Okay" I opened my mouth to ask him why he didn't tell me but all I heard was the dead dial tone of a phone.

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"Are you sure you can do this?" Lilah asked into my neck, I nodded while I picked up the keys to her truck. I was wearing pink sweatpants, a grey tank top and I looked a wreck. My hair was pulled messily into a bun while my eyes were still red with tears. "I need to" I said, but my voice cracked halfway through, "Alright, I'm always here Ari, just call me if something happens" I nodded and departed out of the house with a surprising haste.

I was scared to see Harry, which was a feeling foreign to me. Most of the time when I went to see Harry, I would be excited or nervous or joyful but now... I was terrified. Was he going to be angry at me?

Before I realized it was sitting outside of the apartment, I sat in my car for a minute as my shoulders slumped, tears poured out of my eyes before I could stop them. I felt like my heart was barely held together by a few stitches. Harry was my first love, and based on the horrible pain I was feeling, I guessed the saying "The first heart-break is always the worst" was true.

I whipped my eyes and climbed out of the car, it was hard to keep my head high as I marched to the elevator. My hands trembled and paused as I reached forward to push the button to have Harry buzz me in. I took another deep breath as I shoved my finger into the button, his voice nearly brought me to tears again, right there in the elevator floor.

"Ariella?" "Yeah" I croaked, voice hardly audible. "Come on up" he said, I was surprised at how vulnerable he sounded. He buzzed me through as I stood in the elevator, it felt like an eternity of anxiety as I rode up. When the door dinged I shook violently as I stepped forward into the foyer of the living room.

"Ari" Harry spoke from my side causing me to jump, I nodded and looked up which was a huge mistake. His eyes were red and puffy, perhaps even worse than mine, his hair was in a ruffled mess and his green eyes seemed dark with sorrow.

"I'm so sorry-" he started but I cut him off, "How could you not tell me?" I screamed, I thought I was out of tears but they boiled over the rim of my eyes and onto my cheeks. "I thought I was protecting you, I didn't want you to get the hate. You'd always get it, even when we weren't together-" I interrupted him again, "Oh so you were planning on leaving me?" I cried, "No! I just meant that while I was on tour, you'd still get it! I couldn't want them hurt you like they did every other person involved with us"

I broke down, right there on the floor. I collapsed in a fit of ugly, body shaking sobs. "This destroyed me Harry, I thought you'd realize how much I needed family..." I sobbed, I looked up at Harry who was picking me up off the floor.

"Please don't hate me" he pleaded, "I couldn't hate you, but this destroyed me! I just don't understand how you didn't tell me!" I screamed, shooting too my feet from the couch.

"I didn't tell you because I love you!" I stared at him, dumbfounded. What? Harry... He loved me. I wanted to tell him I loved him too, I wanted to scream it to the world and kiss him. But I just stood there and stared at him.

"I love you, Ari" he paused, gripping my hands "And I can't loose you" I still couldn't talk, it was overwhelming, the feeling of surprise that coursed through me. "What?" I said, glancing at him with a frown.

I realized from the shattered look in the tree eyes that he thought sense I didn't answer, that I didn't love him. "Ariella..." he warned, all of his brokenness turning to anger. "You don't love me!" he screamed as a sob escaped his mouth, I stood up and tried to talk, but my mouth just opened and closed like a fish out of water.

"Take a good long look, Ariella." he sneered, "A good long look at what you've lost because you're never getting it back" And with those words my heart shattered into a million peices, never to be mended again.