Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Old Flames

SURPRISE UPDATE!!!

HANNA'S POV

I was excited for tonight. This club was supposed to be really fun and Jack and I had been dying to go since opening night. The night it opened, you could only get in if you had connections somewhere so Jack and I were stuck waiting outside till we gave up and went out for ice cream at midnight. Reagan came up with the idea for us to go get our nails done before we got ready. 

"What color are you getting Reagan?" I asked her. 

"I'm thinking of that hot pink color over there. What about you?" 

I looked over the several racks of color coordinated nailpolish for a good two minutes before finally deciding. 

"I'll take that sparkly royal blue one." I told the mainicurist. She nodded and pulled out the bottle. 

"One second, I have to make a quick phone call." I told her. 

"Sure! Take your time." She smiled. I pulled out my phone and dialed Harry's number. I wanted to make sure he knew where the club was. He was always getting lost. When his phone went straight to voicemail, I called Niall. 

"Hello?"

"Hey Niall, is Harry around?" I asked. 

"Erm... no. He's out at the shops I think." 

"Oh, okay. His phone was off and I just wanted to give him directions to the club. Can you make sure he rides with one of you boys because he's sure to get lost." 

"Yeah, no problem love!" 

"Thanks Niall. I got to go, so I'll talk to you tonight alright?"

"Okie doke! See ya tonight. Bye Hanna!" He rushed, quickly hanging up. I chuckled to myself because it sounded so weird for him to say 'okie doke.' 

"Are you ready?" The manicurist asked. 

"Yup." 

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HARRY'S POV

Hanna was trying to get ahold of you. Send her a text when you can.

I sighed as I read the text from Niall. I had completely forgotten about Hanna and our plans tonight, but I'm sure I'll be home by tonight. 

"Something wrong?" Hailey asked me, peeking out from the bathroom. 

"No, everythings fine. Do you need any help?" I asked her, quickly switching the subject. 

"Nah, I got it. Thanks for offering though. Mary quit squirming!" I heard her scold the small child. 

"It smells funny Hallie.." The tiny voice complained, mispronouncing Hailey's name. 

"I know it does honey, but I have to get the cut clean. There. All done. It wasn't that bad now was it?" She asked Mary. 

"No... it still smells funny though. Hallie you still have red on your forhead! Can I clean it up like you cleaned mine up?" She begged. 

"Actually, I'll take care of that Mary. You don't have to worry." I said, stepping into the bathroom. 

"But Harry...."

"But Mary.... Come on, I put on spongebob in the other room." I bribed. That got her attention. She squealed in delight and ran to the couch in the middle of the hotel room. 

"Thanks Haz, but you don't have to help me. I've been doing it for a while and you know that." I winced at the truth of her words but regardless, took the cotton ball out of her hands.