The Styles twins (english version)

1 - "and it's called black magic"

Sorry for the typos. I'm trying.

Harry's pov.

I didn't thought I'm gonna end up at the Sydney's airport waiting for my twinsister at noon. I ran my fingers madly at my unruly hair much to my bad habit then I started biting my fingernails.

"You know I can see from miles that you're upset love - a cheerful and sassy Louis said it from next to me and handled me a cup while Alberto just rolled his eyes because my fiancé insisted to bring me my tea.

"Why? How should I feel?" I asked "Hazel come here without planning this. Paul is gonna kill us because we won't be at the soundcheck in time. We'll have to play again that you're dating with Eleanor. Plus I can't even imagine anything about Hazel's intentions." I rambled at the end.

Lou just shook his head while a condemnatory and affectionate smile spread on his face as usually when I was like this. A few dishelved lock of his hair hung in his eyes and I put my stressed-side aside and smoothed out the curls domestically.

"Drink up your tea befour you become full-blown Hulk babe, and calm down please. Hazel is a free 21 years old young lady, she can do whatever she wants, you should appreciate that she just showed up right now because she will distract your attention of the PR bullshits what usually accompaning a world tour."

I groaned a bit still mad then I stamped my feet which made Alberto smiling at me.

"But you know very well what effect Emma has over people. From now we will constantly compare to each other. The boys will pranking her and she will pranking back. Aand I always have to look after her, keep her safe from every perverts who wanna hit on her. Of course she will laugh at my fashion choices. Plus we will have less se.x because that little cramp will be a pain in the ar.se and she will attend it with a camera ready to shoot to take a Larry sextape.

Louis and Alberto laughed loudly. My beloved fiancé even had to wipe his eyes from crying.

"Aww, you're a big baby" My boyfriend remarked seeing my face. "First of all, YOU know very well that the band and the whole crew adore Hazel just as much as they adore you. And second of all I'm more scared that those perverts wanna hit on YOU..."

"Yeah, obvi, beca.." I started protest.

"Let me finish" He cut I in. "Third, you're twins and even if you're not identicals but one thing is certain true that the two of you stealing each other's fashion styles. And fourth. she is here." He ended while he nodded at the VIP entrace where my sister showed up and I shocked.

Hazel's hair was straightened, as always, she wore her black YSL rocker boots what I got her. But it didn't shocked me at all. My eyes widened when I looked at her greyish-black jeans what had little white stars all over it and her turquoise T-shirt with the lie "I woke up like this". For sure, her umissable Ray Ban was on along with her anchor-printed backpack on her back. She stopped for a minute, put her sunglass on her head and looked looked around. Not like there was anyone in the private waiting room. Her gaze catched mine, a so familiar smile grew on her face and she began to run towards us through the 10 meter distance.

"Larry!" - she exclamed loudly when she reached us but surprisingly she ran into Louis outstretched arms for a hug instead of came to me. The same old jealousy hit me in my heart. I remembered the last time when there was articles about how cute couple they could be since they barely existent heigh difference.

"Yeah, I'm here too" - I growled and folded my arms.

"Hazza" she whined when she unfolded from my boyfriend's hug and attacked me so mauch force that we almost ended up sprawled on the floor, but in the last second I won back my balance and I hold Hazel, who's legs automatically closed around my waist while she sniffled in my hair.