A/N:
Listen to Be Still by The Fray while reading this and you'll probably cry, just sayin. Idk why, but that song just reminds me of Luke and Harley ;)
Luke's POV:
I wasn't sure what to feel when I heard what that 'fan' said about Harley. I was confused, mad, and sad all at once. I was practically frozen, and I felt like I there wasn't anything I could do to fix this. And there probably wasn't. Harley's always been so sensitive, and she always listens to what people say.
When I finally looked over to see if she was okay, I noticed she wasn't there. I ignored Calum asking me if I was okay and Michael who was lecturing the girl. I needed to find Harley. The last time something had upset her, she ran away. And I couldn't let that happen again.
"Harley? Har, where are you?" I yelled as I ran off stage and into the hallway that led to the dressing rooms. I checked the dressing rooms, and she wasn't there. I also asked one of the girl crew members to check the woman's bathroom for me, and she wasn't there either. And I suddenly felt and overwhelming feeling of rage, mostly at the girl who said those things about Harley, but also at myself. I failed as a big brother, I didn't protect her.
Harley's POV:
I wasn't even sure how long I had been out here, just sitting against the wall of the building and crying. It must have been pretty long since I'm almost all cried out. I kept asking myself why I was letting this affect me so much, why I was so pathetic. My head hurt from thinking, my eyes burned from crying.
After a few minutes, my legs gained back enough strength for me to get up and walk. Even though the show doesn't start for a few hours, I could still see hundreds of fans lined up out front. Fortunately for me, they couldn't see where I was because of the angle I was at. At least I didn't think they could. I didn't really want to see anyone right now, not even Luke. I had thought about running back to the hotel but I decided that it would just cause more trouble and this is the last thing I want.
"Hey!" Someone called out from behind me, and I quickly turned around to look at them. It was her. I knew this wouldn't end well. I looked around me, seeing that there was no where for me to run away from this girl. Should I scream? If I do scream, will anyone even hear me?
"Awe, has the little baby been crying? You need thicker skin, if you're gonna be famous like Luke, which I doubt will happen. But I guess you can just say I'm preparing you for the future, cause it's only going to get worse from here." I stood there stunned as the words left her lips. I didn't know how to respond or what to say to make her go away.
In this moment, the only thing I could think of was Ariella. And I actually kind of felt bad for her. I knew how much hate she got just for being seen with Luke, and even though I hated her I still don't think it's right.
"Are you even listening to me? Wow, you're parents never taught you manners, have they? Your supposed to listen to an adult when they're speaking with you." The girl said.
"You're hardly an adult seeing as your making fun of a ten year old." The comment just slipped past my lips before I could stop it. I suddenly felt a small bit of confidence as I looked up at the girl who had seconds ago been making fun of me. Though that quickly changed.
"If you ever think you'll be even half as successful as Luke is, you're wrong. You'll always be in his shadows, so you might as well just stop trying now and spare yourself the pain. I'm trying help you, Harley." She said, and I could tell by the expression on her face that she couldn't care less about me. The girl walked past me, hitting my shoulder as she did and making me fall to the ground. It wasn't that hard of a hit, it just caught me off guard.
I sat there for a moment, thinking about everything before pushing myself off the ground walking towards the back entrance of the venue. I found the dressing room and walked in, going over to the couch where Luke was sitting, his leg bouncing nervously as Michael, Calum, and Ashton were talking to him.
I sat down next to him, not saying anything just laying my head in his lap. "Harley...." He said softly before noticing I had closed my eyes. Luke leaned down and placed a light kiss on my forehead. "Shh... I got you. Your okay."
A/N:
Okay, this chapter is a piece of poop but I really needed to get it up.... I hope you guys like it :)
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FanfictionHarley Hemmings is a nine year old little girl living a normal life. Until she told the world that she was Luke Hemmings little sister. Then, all of that changed.
