The Step-Brother

Part 4

Elliana's POV

I didn't sleep a wink last night. Harry was on my mind the whole time, he was my dreaded 3 A.M thought. I thought about everything, how he looked, how he talked, how he acted. It was like I couldn't get him out of my mind. A knock sounded at my door and I sat up in bed, yelling, "Come in!" My dad walked through the door, he hadn't said a word to me since last night, he seemed pretty pissed.

However, when he walked in this morning he seemed, I don't know, better?

He sat on the edge of my bed and looked at me, a happy look in his eye.

"Morning, Ell." He said, smiling. I returned the smile with a, "Hey, Dad. Why so happy?" He smiled wider, looking at the ground then back up at me.

"Now I know our first meet with the Styles' didn't go so well, but we have another opportunity to make this right." He said, his smile only fading for a second as he then added, "They're coming by today to move their stuff in!"  I have to admit, I was shocked. However, I wasn't going to take this as bad as I took the meeting yesterday. This was something I was going to have to get used to, and it was better knowing Harry was by my side... or at least I think he is?

I broke myself out of my thoughts to answer with a, "Sure, Dad. Can't wait." That last part was kind of false. Where would Harry sleep? Anne would obviously sleep with my Dad, but that just made me uncomfortable to think about... it should be my mom in with him-

No, stop, Elliana! I wasn't going to cry. Especially not infront of my father. I stopped myself from thinking of her when he said, "Thanks, Ell. It means a lot." And then kissed me on the forehead and walked out of my room. I sighed, falling back on my bed and burying my face in the pillow, hoping to get at least a little bit of sleep in before the Styles' got here.

Harry's POV

      I was moving in with Elliana. Part of me was overjoyed. I really wanted to get to know Elliana, she was beautiful, kind, smart, and strong. I wanted to know everything about her, about her life. However, part of me was nervous. She was my almost step sister, I couldn't be excited about this. Most kids would hate moving in with their teenage step sister, but Elliana just seemed different. She wasn't falling at my feet, she wasn't ogling over me. She was just herself.

Stop, Harry! You can't be having these thoughts! I mentally scolded myself. I couldn't fall for Elliana. I couldn't even let her be around the REAL me.

I couldn't be the soft, caring Harry that my mom and family saw, with Elliana. Then she would fall for me, just like everyone else. I wasn't capable of love, and Elliana was. She would just end up getting hurt if she was with me, and I couldn't let that happen, I couldn't break her heart. That's what I decided. I would show Elliana how rough I really could be, and how her perfect image of Prince Charming wouldn't be found here.