Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Forty-Two: Get Ready

Please read the authors note at the end, it's going to be important.

HARRY'S POV

"What's so funny?" I asked asked.

"Oh nothing, it's just that... You just lost the bet."

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Oh shit.

"Wait, that doesn't count." I tried to reason.

"Oh yes it does Haz. I would say a declaration of love most definitely qualifies as a outburst of passion."

"No, an outburst of passion would be if I couldn't take you're teasing anymore today and took you to the bathroom to fuck you." I argues.

"The definition of passion is strong and barely controllable emotion." She told me.

"How do you know that off the top of you head?" I asked bewildered.

"When I was little I used to read the dictionary when I got bored." She explained with a shrug. "Argue if you must Harry, I won, and that's just the truth." She persisted. Fuck, she was probably right. I sighed and focused on downing my drink. After we were both done we went back out to our motorcycles and races home. I totally won.

"Slow poke!" I nagged at Hanna. She rolled her eyes as she took off the helmet.

"I'm going to go check the mail real quick. I'll be right back." I told her. She nodded and went inside while I walked down the driveway to the mailbox. I took it out and skimmed through it while I walked back inside. Bill, bill, bill, magazine, magazine...letter addressed to me. I sat down at the table and quickly tore it open.

12/29/13

Dear Harry,

Sorry I have to go old fashioned and write a letter. My phone broke and I haven't been able to go into the city to get it fixed and sorry but I don't have your new number memorized. :( I met this guy here and his name is Keith. Things are getting pretty serious and I want you to meet him. I haven't seen you since dad's wedding and I really miss you. University has me so busy it's ridiculous! Anyway, hopefully this won't get lost in the mail so it will give you a pretty good heads up. I'm going to fly in January 30th, just in time to celebrate your birthday! I can't believe my baby brother will be 19! The awkward oldest in your class. Haha, well I better get going. Keith wants to take me out to dinner. He's so sweet sometimes. I love you so much and I'll see you soon!!

Love,

Gemma

January 30th? That's tomorrow! I guess the letter did get lost in the mail. Holy shit we have to get the house ready.

"Hanna!" I yelled upstairs. I didn't get a response so I ran up and barged in her room. You would think I would've learned my lesson by now but no.

"Harry!" She screeched, holding a shirt up to her chest do I couldn't see her in her bra. Honestly, right now I didn't care. That much.

"Hanna, I just got a letter from Gemma." I panted. She rolled her eyes when she saw I wasn't leaving and resumed putting her shirt on.

"Gemma your sister, Gemma?" She asked,

"The same. Anyway I just got a letter from her saying she was flying in on the 30th."

"Harry that's tomorrow!"

"I know! We have to get everything ready." She nodded and we quickly got to work on straightening the house.

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HANNA's POV

The Next Day

"What time are they going to be here?" I asked Harry. We were currently sitting in the uncomfortable seats in the airport waiting in front of the gate that Gemma and Keith were supposed to come out of.

"She wrote on the sticky note that was in the envelope 10:30 but there was a delay. They should be here any minute now." He said. I nodded and continued people watching the crowds. There was a tired looking mother with a crying baby in each of her hands. Twins I'm guessing. I was about to go over and help but then I saw who I assumed was her husband coming and taking one baby from her to try and soothe it. There was an old man with a walker that stopped every two minutes to catch his breath. Eventually one of those golf cart looking things came and drove him to where he needed to go. Then I saw a man, a little older than me, maybe twenty-three, fiddling with something in his hand. I looked closer and realized when he opened it, it held an engagement ring. It looked simple but elegant. He quickly shut it and shoved it back in his pocket when a woman approached. When she turned to the side you could just barely make out a baby bump under her shirt. She sat down next to the man and he wrapped his arms around her in a protective but gentle way. I could tell he was going to be a cute dad. My people watching was interrupted by the feeling of Harry's hand squeezing mine. I looked over and saw he had a huge smile on his face and was looking straight in front of him. I followed his gaze and found Gemma wheeling a suitcase towards us. 

"Gem!" Harry exclaimed, jogging towards her and engulfing her in a hug. I followed him and gave her a hug as well. 

"It's great to see you Gemma." I said. 

"It's great to see you too Hanna! I hope you've been taking care of my brother. Lord knows what would happen if he didn't have someone to watch over him. Though it seems he's been a bad influence judging by that tattoo you have on your wrist." She winked and I tried not to blush thinking of the reason I got it. 

"Well Harry, Hanna, this is Keith. Keith, this is Harry my brother, and Hanna, my stepsister." She introduced us to a man who looked to be in his late twenties. He had shoulder length hair but other than that was very clean cut. He wore a blue dress shirt and black pants with polished black shoes. He reached out to shake Harry's hand and then to shake mine. When his skin touched mine, I don't know why, but I got a very uneasy feeling. I tried to shake it off because I was probably just making it up. 

"It's very nice to meet both of you. Gemma has told me all about you guys. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better." He said with a smile. I smiled back and then looked at Harry who had a small smile. I rolled my eyes at his protective big brother persona he was putting on. Personally, if I was Keith, I wouldn't be threatened by Harry because one, Keith was considerably taller, and two, he was older than Harry. 

"Well, let's head home now shall we?" I suggested. They all nodded their heads and we started walking. Harry grabbed Gemmas bags while Gemma linked arms with me and we walked back to the car. 

A/N PLEASE READ THIS. Okay guys, since I'm nearing chapter fifty, I have a question I NEED you guys to answer. Do you want me to stop at fifty and then do a sequel or keep going to 100 and no sequal? I can really do either I was just wanting to know what y'all think. I personally like the idea of a sequal but I write to please so it's up to you guys. So comment what you think I should do!! Don't forget to vote and share as well. :) I love you all and thank you!! <3 <3