He's Your Brother? -A Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 14

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-mackenzie

Niall's POV

'She'll just come with us. we wont have this problem if she's on tour with us. we can get her a tutor and everything. We'll take good care of her and its not like she's really young." i begged. we were all sitting around the table discussing what to do about Lily. she was in bed resting.

"he does have a point." dad agreed. "does anyone object?" no one said anything. "Sweetheart what do you think?"

"Take good care of her."

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*one week later*

"goodbye boys! goodbye Lily! take care of her!" dad and lily's mum yelled as we got on the bus. Lily looked both excited and scared. I don't blame her. when I went on the xfactor I was so scared to leave home. but I was also really excited.

we got on the bus and go going. I fell asleep but woke up a little while later to whispers and giggles coming from Harry's bunk.

Harry's POV

I was laying on my bunk on the bus when a hand reached through the curtain and poked me in the nose.

"ow! what was that?" I exclaimed pulling the curtain open to see Lily standing there with a toothy grin plastered on her face.

"nialls boring. he fell asleep." she grinned.

"wanna join me then?" I smirked

"I'd love to." she giggled. she climbed up into my bunk.

"move over." she said poking me. "your bums too big" she laughed

"no it's not." I frowned. 

"you're too cute Harry Styles." she grinned poking my nose. 

"no YOU are too cute Lily Anne-Marie Howard." I poked her back making her giggle. i started poking her sides which turned into tickling them which then led her into a laughing fit. We laid there for a while talking when i started looking into her eyes. She had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. They were just as beautiful as everything else about her. I could sit there and admire her all day. She realised i was looking at her and she started smiling. 

"What are you thinking Harold?" she smirked.

"About how much I want to do this." i grabbed her face, pulled her in and placed my lips firmly on hers. After a few seconds she realised what was going on and kissed me back. Her lips were soft and sweet; gentil and passionite. I had never felt a kiss like that. It was perfect. She was perfect. This moment was perfect. "I'm in love with my best friend's little sister." I whispered into the kiss. And i was telling the truth. i was in love with my best friend's little sister.