My Sisters Boyfriend.

Chapter 1

(girl on the side is Alison)

"OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SLUNT!" I dramatically yelled at my best friend London. My older sister Brandi, which was a senior, is going out with the boy I was madly in love with. Yes it might sound corny, but I can't deny it.

I am in love with Harry Styles.

With his dreamy gorgeous green eyes. Curly brown hair. Amazing body. All bad boy and stuff. What isn't there to like?

"Okay you need to calm down"London exclaimed while exhaling smoke from her cigarette, the smell of smoke went through my nose"Here take this and what the hell is a slunt?"she said handing me her cigarette.

"NO!" I yelled, she was clearly not helping the situation, "I don't smoke."

"oh come on what's the least that can happen to you.". She said rolling her eyes.

London and I are nothing alike. She's more punk. I'm preppy. Although both of us are partners in crime (sneaking out, partying,clubs) our idea of style is nothing alike.

I have straight brown hair with big green eyes. I am not too short nor too tall. I am pretty skinny. And I love to wear casual stuff.

Sweatpants

Sweatshirts

shorts

Tanktops

Beanies

you name it.

London has beach blonde hair with hazel brown eyes. She is short but the fact that she wears heels all the time I consider her tall. She loves black. She wears dresses,skirts,jumpsuits mostly all black.

But she's my bestfriend and I have to accept her the way she is.

"I just cant believe my SISTER is going out with him!" "Does he have a thing for whores!?!" I kept whining.

"Are you going to do something about it or be whining like a little bitch?" London blurted "And she's your sister you can't be hating on her,she has your blood."

"Right" I said nodding and " And i want her to be happy.."

"Well she's happy with Harry?" London said

"ugh I know but.." I said running my fingers through my brown hair.

"but what?" London said lighting up her second cigarette

" Are you really defending Brandi right know?" I asked annoyedly "because now is not the time! And give me that!" I said snatching the cigarette from her fingers. "You're going to get lung cancer and that is a problem we do not need right know."

"Hey give me that! My smoking is not your problem. And of course I am not defending her. God no!"

"Well it sure seems like it." I snapped."London I'm going to go home I have to think this through it's just too much." I said picking up my bag. "text you later"

"Boo you whore!" she yelled as I left her apartment door.

My drive home included John Legend and Ed Sheeran. Being the sensitive me I always let the simplest things get to me.

I pulled up to my drive way and saw another car there.

Harry Style's truck.

Oh great now! I pulled my Nike shorts down trying not to attract too much attention. I opened the door and hung my keys on the hanger.

I went to the kitchen for a bottle of water before heading up to my room, but I heard some strange noises coming from the living room.

I walked slowly and then saw something that made my heart drop.

Brandi and Harry making out .

Harry saw me and immediately stopped kissing. He looked so cute.

"Ugh what the fuck Alison get the hell out." Brandi yelled.

"uh, i live here too you know. Plus if you're planning on screwimg somebody do us all a favor and do it in your room." I said with a devious smile.

"Come on Harry let's go!" Brandi said leading him upstairs.

Wow, I wish Harry and I would date. I wish Harry and I can go out on dates. I wish Harry and I would kiss each other and tell each other how much we love each other. I wish Harry loved me...

But its just not the truth.