Her Protector * Harry Styles*

Chapter 1

It was another day at the dreadful Bradford High School. I had to get up and put on my uniform. Ever since the clothes got skimpier they made us wear a uniform. Khaki pants and a button shirt with a tie. I curled my hair and put on my grey fedora hat on my head. I went down stairs to the kitchen and I started to make up some spicy sausage and I grabbed a blueberry muffin with some orange juice. I began to nibble on my breakfast trying not to eat to the point I would be sick.

It was 7:30 in the morning and school started at eight. I walked over to the television and started to watch the morning news, in breaking headline I saw my brother and his band. I've yet to meet to the boys. They've always been working on a new song or playing around me never being invited. I was never included in the games they played or when they created music. I don't understand why. Zayn was a complete different person around the boys and I didn't mind that but it still hurt.

He belittled me and he let the boys belittle me. I've cut over the way the boys were treating me. But I've never told a soul. After than that's when One Direction left on tour. And i always thought I was the one who drove him away. The headline said that they were back in Bradford. Then I looked at my phone noticing I had ten minutes to get to school. So I grabbed my keys walking out the front door and locking it behind me. I began to walk to my car and I felt as if someone was watching me.

Just blowing it off I open my car door and start my engine. Beginning to drive to school I plugged my phone into my stereo and began to play thirsty the caked up remix. When I got to my school there were reporters everywhere. I parked into my parking spot on campus and I wanted to see what was going on.

I began to walk towards the grand hall and reporters were gathered around the office asking many questions. None of their questions got answered quick enough for the next question to be slung out. I could on catch a glance at who they were. Five men gorgeous men with brightly smiled smirks across their faces. One stood out to me the most. My Brother Zayn Javadd Malik..