Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Talk

HARRY'S POV

I hope Hanna didn't see Gemma's texts. I wanted to wait until she was ready before I asked her. She hadn't talked to Gemma since the incident with Keith that sent her to Florida. If Gemma's wedding was going to being up any bad memories, I didn't want to bring it up.

Gemma wouldn't stop pestering me about asking Hanna if she wanted to be my date to the wedding. Obviously I was going to go because it was my sister's wedding, the question was if Hanna would accompany me.

When Genma first told me she had started seeing this guy named Joe, I was immediately concerned due to her track record with guys. I talked with him on skype a couple times if he was there when I called, and then I met him when I came home to London for a break. He seemed like a nice enough guy and I made a few calls to make sure his track record was clean. No jail time, good grades, just graduated with a masters in psychology. He told me he only has one tattoo and it's a quote by Martin Luther King Jr. Overall he seemed pretty decent and I approved.

Him and Gemma got along very well pretty quickly, but she told me that Joe never pressured her into doing anything she wasn't ready for. It wasn't much of a shock when they announced their engagement. I was happy for both of them, and Joe had even asked me if I wanted to be the best man, but I politely declined and told him he should choose one of his friends. Gemma's only request was that I try and get Hanna to come. I knew Gemma missed her and had a few things she never got a chance to say because of her and Hanna's depression. I promised her I would try my best.

I was going to ask her last night after the concert, but if she was tired I didn't want to cause her any stress if the invitation did trouble her. I told myself I would talk to her this morning before sound check but I couldn't seem to grab her. She was constantly running around, saying that she had to help Jen with something or go over the choreography one more time. Like right now.

"Alright now Louis you go-"

"Left."

"Yes and Niall you come-"

"Center. Hanna we've been over this like four times already. I think we got it." He finally said what we were all thinking.

"Oh, okay. If you guys are sure, you can go ahead and go."

"Hey wait Hanna, can I talk to you?" I hurriedly asked before she could run off.

"Actually, Aqua wanted to go grab some lunch so-"

"Hanna stop. We have to talk." I hated to act a little stern but this was getting ridiculous.

"I know for a fact Jen and Aqua were going to lunch together so that's not where you're going. Why are you avoiding me?" She looked anywhere but my eyes and played with her hair like she does when she's nervous.

"I'm not avoiding you... I just...."

"Just what?" I pressed.

"I don't know. I have to go, I'll talk to you later."

"Wait! Hanna!" I yelled after her, but she was already gone.

HANNA'S POV

I don't know why I was making such a big deal out of this. My plan obviously wasn't working anyway. I should just tell him I saw the texts and then we can work it out from there. But no, I was doing it again. Running away from my problems.

I ended up in an empty gymnasium looking room with only half the lights turned on. My breathe was heavy and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I sat down in the middle of the floor and just tried to focus on my breathing.

"Hanna? Hanna is that you? Holy shit are you alright?" I heard footsteps running across the glossed floor and then stopping when they got next to me. I looked up expecting to see Harry, but found Zayn instead.