The Diary of a Heartbreaker {Harry Styles}

Nine} Brother

*Please read the author's note at the end!*

Nine} Brother

Shaylie's POV

I can't believe Owen would take Harry's diary. He knew better than to go into my room and take something that is clearly not his. I could feel my temper increasing as I left my room and went to Owen's. Even from the opposite end of the hallway I could hear loud rap music coming from his room. I scoffed. Since when did my younger brother like to listen to rap music?

Nevertheless, I knocked on his door completely focused on getting Harry's diary back. I watched the door open slightly before almost closing again. I stopped it with my hand and waited for Owen to open it completely. 

Slowly the door opened up all the way and Owen looked at me sheepishly. He already knew why I was at his door. I signaled for him to turn off the music so he ran to his desk and unplugged his iPod from the speakers.

Now that is was finally quiet I could speak.

"Hey Owen," I said casually.

"Hey Shay, what do you need?" Owen asked. Now he was acting innocent.

"You took something very important out of my room and I want it back," I said.

"I never went into your room," he lied.

"I know you did Owen. You took Harry's diary because it's not where I always put it. It's a private book and I don't want you reading what he wrote," I said seriously. 

"Okay, so I have this guys diary. But why do you have it? And why do mom and dad keep talking about it? Can't you just give it back to the guy?" Owen asked. I grew angry at his questions, but I knew he was just curious. He didn't know it was Harry's. He didn't even know Harry Styles was gone. He wasn't a One Direction fan so why should he know? He didn't care about pop culture all that much.

I sighed. "Okay, I'll make you a deal. You give me the diary and I'll tell you what's going on. But you can't tell anyone else."

"Deal," Owen said.

I entered Owen's room, which was even messier than I thought it would be and took a seat. Owen took the diary out off it's hiding place and gave it to me before sitting down himself. 

"Okay, so the story behind this diary starts with me finding it in the woods. There's this place back there where I like to go to get away and read. I hadn't been back there in a while so in that time Harry must have put it there or someone else was back there and the hiding spot got discovered. Anyway, I found it and I wanted to see what it was so I starting reading it," I started telling the story.

"So, who does the diary belong to?" Owen asked.

"I found out that it belonged to Harry Styles. He was a member of One Direction. He lived around he when he was younger, but moved to London after the X-Factor. There band was a huge success, but they split up when Harry committed suicide," I explained.

"Oh," Owen said quietly.

"Yeah, so I obviously can't give it back to him. And I don't know what to do because he wrote that he only wanted the person who found the diary to know what happened and why he died."

"But doesn't his family and friends deserve to know?"

"That's what I was thinking. I just don't want to betray what he wanted," I said.

"I think you gotta tell someone Shay," Owen said.

"I know, I mean, I told mom and dad but they're just bystanders. I have to decide what to do sometime soon. His death wasn't that long ago and I'm sure it still hurts for his family. I'll read it like he wanted and then decide what to do," I said to Owen.

"I respect your decision Shaylie. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It's personal." Owen just shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. It was though. Owen was a good brother when he wanted to be one.

"Thanks Owen," I said. With that I got up and went to my own room, diary securely in my right hand.

Even though Owen could be annoying sometimes, he was a good brother and I was happy he wasn't difficult about the whole diary situation.

I walked the short distance back to my bedroom and sat down on my bed. I opened Harry's diary to the next entry and began reading.

November 1, 2009

Last night I made a mistake. Yesterday was Halloween and I went to Thalia's party. Now, there's nothing wrong with that. Mom just told me to be safe and have fun. I promised her I would when she dropped me off.

No, the mistake I made was getting drunk last night. When I walked into Thalia's house there was already a lot of people there, but Thalia was waiting for me. That made me feel good. Someone was wating for me. But as soon as I walked up to Thalia I could tell she was drunk. It wasn't even that late into the night.

I talked to some of my other friends who had come too. It seemed like all of them had been drinking also. I didn't particularly want to, but after about an hour and a half I did. After a few cups Thalia took my hand and pulled me upstairs, giggling as she walked. 

I think I was starting to feel a little tipsy so I followed her, not even thinking that we were going to end up having sex. I should have realized though. And I suppose I didn't mind that I did it with Thalia, but it wasn't the same as before. She was drunk and it meant nothing. 

When we were done I didn't bother staying in bed with her. I quickly redressed and text mom to pick me up early. All I remember after that is passing out in the car.

This morning I woke up feeling surprising well. I had a headache, but that was pretty it. I went downstairs this morning to get some water. Mom was waiting for me in the kitchen. She gave a long lecture about what I did was wrong and how I was grounded. I listened to what she said and now I feel terrible.

She says she understands. Growing up is hard. And I suppose I believe her. She was 15 once too. I just feel like nobody will ever fully understand me. And that makes me sad for some reason. 

Anyway, like I expected, I'm in almost as much trouble as when mom found out I was in a... intimate relationship with Daniella. I could handle being grounded though. It's not like it hasn't happened before. Writing this makes me miss Daniella. I'd rather be with her than Thalia any day. 

But that won't happen.

Well, until next time.

HarryXx

AN: Hey everyone! I'm really sorry that this literally took months to update. I seem to apologize every single time I update, but I really mean it. Wattpad will always be a part of my life, but sadly it doesn't help me get anywhere in the real world. And like I've said before, school is really important to me and it comes first. 

And I'm not going to lie. Late November through mid December wasn't the best time for me. I felt like nothing was ever going right and my friends didn't really care about me. See, I always try to listen my friends and other people, but it kinda sucks when they don't listen back. Anyway, things are better now and 2014 will be a good year!

I hope to update again soon, but the end of the semester is rapidly approaching and I have a whole fucking a lot of tests and projects to finish. I'll try my best though. I really will.

Thanks for your continued support.

XxLily