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Mia's P.O.V.
I was on my way home from gymnastics when my brother and his friends Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn pulled up and threw a bucket with water and flour on me. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that we are having a prank war. Harry and I have always got along, but I think he gets jealous that I get a lot of attention from gymnastics. By the time I got home I just wanted tom shower and sleep. God gymnastics and walking can really make you exhausted and walking with flour and on you is disgusting. Sometimes Harry can be a total arse with the pranks he does. After my shower I went into my room and started to fall asleep when something startled me. It was my mum. (Don't you hate when this happens?) "Mia come here please" "So whats up mum?" I asked. " I know you love gymnastics, but I canceled it because we need the money for Harry's singing dream. " No! You can't, why does it have to be about Harry. Sometimes he just ruins everything. I hate all of you!" I yelled while storming off.
Harry's P.O.V.
I'm so happy about the X Factor! I was thinking of my audition song when Mia came in crying. " Whats up bug" I said. " I hate you! You ruin everything." she told me. Wow I never thought I would hear her say that. It crushes me.
For the next week she stayed in her room not talking to anyone. She didn't even go to gymnastics. What made her hate me? What did I ever do to her? She'll have to suck it up because today is X Factor day. I was about to go on the stage when Mia told me good luck. The first words she has spoke in a week. This makes me feel more confident. After I sang Isn't She Lovely by Stevie Wonder I got told I was through to the next round! Mia came running to me as I was walking back. " I knew you could do it." She told me. " Thanks bug." I said.
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Gymnast Styles
FanfictionMia Styles is a normal 14 year old girl. She loves being with her friends m, family, and doing what she loves the most. Gymnastics. Despite all of this, Mia is the younger sister of teen heartthrob, Harry Styles. and I are different then other brot...