Sister For Life

How to stop a fight

Hannah's POV:

Of course someone had to open the door at that exact second.

"Hannah Lily Clifford!" Michael screams. Out of everyone in the world! He grabs my shoulders and pulls me away from Harry, and we are both blushing.

"Harry, I'm ashamed. How could you let my sister... Kiss you!" Michael yells, pratically blowing out my eardrums.

"I kissed her, Mike." Woah woah woah. He actually confessed? Wow.

"You, what?"

"I kissed her, Mike."

"I am going to kill you Harry." He pushes me to the side and starts chasing Harry.

"Michael! Stop!" I scream grabbing his arm. He pushes me out the door and locks it. I sit outside the door, crying. Niall rushes up to my side and crouches down next to me.

"What happened, love?" Niall asks in a calm voice.

"Harry k-kissed me and now M-Mike is gonna b-beat him up, but he l-l-locked me out before I could s-stop him," I manage through the tears.

"I know what your brother can do, trust me. I have a key to this room, I'll be back." He runs at full speed in his tank top and skinny jeans. He looks really hot in those. What did I just say? He runs back to me and quickly unlocks the door. Harry is still running, Mike hot on his trail.

"Niall! Stop them! Please!" I say with tears streaming down my face.

"Of course, love. Please stay here in case anything happens to any of us, okay?" He kisses the top of my head before grabbing Michael. He looks madder, looks like he saw that too. Oops.

"Let me go so I can beat him up!" Michael yells. Luke quickly rushes next to me at the sound of this. I shift uncomfortably, and that makes Luke smirk.

"No, thank you Niall. Now I can show him I can do what I want." He takes one step closer, "When I want." He lifts his fist up in the air, Niall can't see, his eyes are shut tight from trying to hold back Mike.

"Luke. Please stop Harry! I'm begging you! Your best mate is at risk!" I shake Luke and he quickly rushes over to Harry. Grabbing his shoulders and moving him back. Luke mumbles something, then let's Harry go.

"No!" I scream. I grab Harry's fist, trying to pull him back from my twin.

"Harry! Stop!" Being the weak person I am, I don't manage to move him at all. I keep tugging and tugging at Harry's fist, but nothing's happening. Since I know Harry won't hurt me, I step in between the two and crouch down in front if Michael.

"Mike, why?" I ask him.

"Harry kissed you. That's why." He grumbles.

"Well, how many girls have you kissed?" I ask, he stays silent.

"Do you see me trying to murder them?"

"No," he mumbles.

"Exactically. Please, if Niall lets you go, and I step out of the way of you and Harry, you won't hurt him. Not one bit."

"Promise."

"Niall, let him go please?"

"Of course, love." He carefully lets go of Michael and Mike stands up straight. They both look furious.

"Apologize, Michael." I demand.

"Sorry, Harry." He says rolling his eyes.

"Harry, your turn." I say.

"What do I have to say sorry for? All I did was simply kiss you." Harry says in a serious voice. Honestly, I wanted him to kiss me, in a way, but I didn't at the same time. It felt... Weird. Yes, the kiss was amazing. But, he seemed unsure. When Niall kissed my head, he wasn't scared. The feeling was nice and warm, I liked it. Hold on, stop the presence. Do... I like Niall? I am snapped out of my daze when Harry says in an annoyed voice,