Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Sixty-One: Harry, Hanna, Hailey

HANNA'S POV


I woke up to a text from my boss Casey reminding me that the studio was closed for the day but that classes would start back up tomorrow. That was such a relief. I decided to stay in bed as long as I could since I had nowhere I had or wanted to be.

Around noon my stomach started growling uncontrollably. I decided it would be in my best interest to get up and grab something quick to eat and then return to bed. I didn't bother putting on pants since I knew Jack had work. I thanked God it was the summer so we didn't have classes.

I got up and walked towards the kitchen, really just wanting to get back to bed. I opened the pantry and began looking for the bag of Doritos I bought the other day. I found it, and took the clip that was on it off to open it.

"Ah, she emerges." A deep voice chuckled.

"AHH!" I screamed, turning around so fast I slipping and fell, spilling the Doritos all over the floor.

"Are you okay Hanna?" Jack asked worriedly, rushing over.

"Yeah, but I spilled my Doritos..." I sulked, looking around at the orange mess surrounding me.

"What are you even doing here? I thought you had work." I questioned as he helped me stand up. I tried unsuccessfully to dust off the orange chip dust that had now stained my clothes.

"Well I did, but on my way out, I met someone at the elevator..."

"Jesus Christ Jack, you brought a girl over without warning me?!" I accused, quickly ducking so whatever girl he had over wouldn't see me in my disheveled state. Though she was probably already laughing at me, having had a perfect view of the whole incident from the living room.

"What? No! There's not a girl. It's Har-"

"Hello Hanna." A voice that I easily recognized, but was not prepared to hear rumbled. My eyes widened in shock as I slowly stood up, not daring to turn around. I was facing Jack, but I wasn't focused on him.

"What are you doing here Harry?" I spat. The last thing I wanted right now was to see him.

"I came here to talk to you." He stated simply. I whipped around to face him.

"What makes you think I want to talk to you?" I shouted, making him flinch. I relaxed for a moment when I saw him. In that moment I noticed his face. It was full of regret and apology. The moment didn't last long. I couldn't explain why I was so mad, all I know is I couldn't talk to him right now.

"Please, just let me explain what's been happening." He begged.

"Harry please, maybe later. I just can't right now." I pleaded. I quickly turned away before I could answer and stalked off to my room. I became self conscious when I realized I was still only in a shirt and underwear. I couldn't be in this apartment anymore. I decided the best thing would be for me just to leave because I'm sure Harry wasn't going to give up so easily.

I got dressed and slipped out my window and down the fire escape to my car. It finally got fixed from those tires that got ruined. I was driving for ten minutes before I realized I didn't know where I was going. I decided to call Zayn. I hadn't called him in a while.

"Hello?"

"Hey Zayn, it's Hanna."

"Oh, hey Hanna! What's up?"

"I was wondering if you could give me the name of the hotel you were staying at. I was hoping I could come over."

"Oh, umm... Sure, yeah. That's fine. I'll text you the address."

"Thanks Zayn. You're the best." I hung up and found a street parking space to wait for Zayn's text. When I got it, I used my phone as a GPS to guide me to the hotel. I parked and had to have security call the boys to prove I wasn't a crazed fan. As soon as I was waved in, in headed to the elevator.

"Hold the door!" I yelled at whoever was in the closing elevator. A hand reached out and stopped the door from closing so I could get in.

"Thanks." I said to the woman in the elevator.

"No problem. What floor?"

"16." I told her.

"Oh, perfect! Us too." I then noticed she had a tiny little girl hiding behind her. I smiled and waved at the girl and she tentatively waved back.

"Say hi Mary." The woman instructed her child.

"Hello..." Mary softly greeted.

"Hello Mary. It's very nice to meet you." I said, sticking my hand out to shake her small one. She looked up at her mother and the woman nodded her head. Mary slowly emerged from behind her mother and came to stand in front of me. I crouched down so I was level with her. She shook my hand and backed away after, but didn't hide again.

"Thank you for being so nice to my sister. I'm trying to get her to come out of her shell."

Oh so they were sisters. Large age gap.

"It's nothing I love kids. I teach some at the dance studio I work at." I informed her.

"You dance?"

"Yup."

"I guess I should've guessed, you have the physique. And I mean that in a completely good way." She quickly clarified.

"Don't worry, I understood." The door opened and all of us got out and turned left. Room 323 Zayn had texted.

"So are you staying here?" The woman asked.

"No, actually I'm just visiting some friends."

"Hallie, are we going to see Harry?" Mary asked. I immediately whipped my head towards the door. Surely it wasn't the same Harry. It couldn't be.

"Yes, we'll see him if he's back from visiting his friend." The woman said tensely, clearly uncomfortable with the subject. I looked at them both strangely as we came to stop in front of the same door.

"What did you say your name was again?" I asked the woman.

"Hailey. An yours?" She asked, equally confused.

"Hanna." She turned pale.

"It's you." She whispered. I was confused by the way she was giving me such a strange glare, and why she was standing outside of the boy's door. Just then the door whipped open and Liam appeared.

"Oh shit." He blurted, looking in between me and Hailey.

"Liam, do you know her?" I asked him.

"Umm..."

"Yeah, you could say that." Hailey said harshly, her demeanor changing completely.

"Hailey not now please." Liam begged, ushering us all inside.

"Why not Liam?" She protested.

"Hanna has a right to know. "

"You know Harry doesn't want her to." Liam argued.

"Hanna! Hailey... You wernt supposed to be back till later." Zayn exclaimed, coming out of the bedroom.

"We decided to come back early." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

"What do I deserve to know?" I asked everyone. None of them said anything.

"Well someone just fu-- please tell me what's going on?" I changed my wording, remembering Mary was in the room

"Mary, I think Niall is in the room watching TV, why don't you go join him?" Hailey suggested. Mary nodded and skipped off into the room.

"Liam, who is she and why does she know something I don't?" Liam was saved by his phone ringing.

"One sec." He walked our of the room but not before I heard "Hey Haz." I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch.

"So who are you?" I asked Hailey. She smirked and bent down in front of me.

"I'm the girl Harry spent his weekend with."

I was stunned.

That bitch...





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