My Sisters Lover(Harry styles fanfiction)

Chapter 17

"I'll see you later." Harry said. His arms were wrapped around my waist and my hands rested on his chest.

He leaned down to kiss me when the door burst open. We both jumped back and away from each other in surprise.

"I'm baack!" an incredibly familiar voice sang as she walked in. Jane. "Harry? What are you doing here?"

She jumped into him, locked her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Oh hell no.

As I watched the situation before my eyes I had to pinch myself to make sure it wasn't in one of my discussing nightmares.

I wasn't...

Jane pulled away, Harry stared at her wide eyed then looked at me. I stared back with my mouth hanging open.

"What's your problem don't you miss me?" she asked.

"Uh..." harry tried to say something it seemed, but nothing came out.

"Jane!" my mom called as she walked in. "Your Aunt B is in the phone, she says you haven't talked to her since you left." my mom informed her and held her cellphone out to my sister.

"Ugh, there's a reason for that." she harshly whispered and took the phone before stepping outside.

"Well hello there Harry. What are you doing here?" my mom asked after the front door closed.

"I was just getting some CD's that I let Jane barrow." he covered.

"Well Janes gonna be in the phone for a while, My sister can yap your ear off." my mom laughed, "Eliana show him upstairs."

"Yes, Eliana." he looked at me in shock, "show me upstairs."

I turned, still without saying a word, and went upstairs. I hurried to the top considering I was in desperate need to have this conversation. We got to the top and went into my room. Harry walked in first, I closed the door and leaned up against it.

"What the hell are we gonna do?" i asked.

"I don't know," he said, "one of us have to talk to her."

"Your her..." I stopped myself, "you were her boyfriend you do it."

He sat down on my bed and put his head in his hands.

"She's gonna hate me." he mumbled.

"She's gonna hate both of us, but she's gonna have to get over it."

They technically broke up so she can't be that mad. But now that I think about it, Harry said he never clarified if they broke up or not. He said 'I don't know what we are' then right after he said he wanted only me. He never talked to Jane.

"Harry?" I looked at him. The concern in my voice got his attention, he looked up. "Did you ever tell Jane it was over."

"Yeah," he furrowed his eyebrows and thought hard, "I guess."

"You guess?"

"Well," he paused to think some more. He punched his lip ring and twisted it between his fingers, "we talked about taking a break. I figured that was what she wanted. I didn't think it meant everything would be back to normal when she got back."

"Back to normal?" I felt tears well up in my eyes, I couldn't believe this. "so that's what this was? This was your break, now your back together again."

"That's not what I meant." he sighed.

"It sure sounded like it." I waved my hands in a large gesture.