Mr. Harry Styles

20 A sister

Harry was quick to disappear on the dance floor. I just smiled because I sensed that he was a party girl by heart. I saw it all at him, his eyes was shining with excitement, and I saw at his body that he loved the loud music. I bought a beer and I put myself so that I could see him. He moved perfectly in time with the music, and he used all the body to show how sexy he was. It was then I realized that my Harry was partially gone. This wasn't Harry as I was staring at, it was Diana. Yes, I saw a woman and actually I started unconsciously see Diana as a woman, in total. Partly, I was sorry that my boyfriend was gone, but the person I stared at, was still the same person I had once met. The difference was that Diana was confident and Diana was satisfied with her body and with her life. Harry had never been satisfied.

"Hello?"

A longer girl landed at my side, and her smile was dazzling. I tried to smile apologetically, so that she sensed that I wasn't interested, but she stayed.

"You're Niall huh?"

I swallowed and looked at her again.

"Yes?"

She giggled a little and nodded toward the dance floor.

"She's out there, as you stare at are my sister. I'm Diana's sister."

I got big eyes.

"Uh huh?"

She grinned.

"Yes, I'm Gemma Styles. You've met our mom and you've been with Diana a long time. It's about time we meet."

I felt like a lame idiot. Gemma hugged me and she seemed amused by my reaction. She laughed and she was in great spirits. I saw the resemblance between her and Diana, but at the same time she was different, I didn't had time to say anything until I heard Diana's voice.

"My sister!"

Yes, Diana came running straight towards us and she threw herself in Gemmas arms. They hugged and laughed, as if they were totally thrilled. They managed to calm themselves down and then Harry smiled at me.

"Now, you have met my sister. Gemma is my everything, if one exchanges you and Mom."

His sister just smiled and she seemed amused.

"So what are you doing here?"

Diana smiled at her.

"Eleanor has a party and we landed here. They're on the dance floor if you want to meet them?"

Gemma nodded happily.

"Yes, of course I want to see them!"

And then I was alone again. I watched them and I saw two sisters who were overjoyed that they had met. I drank my beer and I was grateful that Diana alone seemed to have female friends. If she had accidentally get a male friend, I had become totally jealous. I noticed some guys who gazed at her, but she wasn't aware of it or even in the state to look at other than me.

I sat down, in the end, in a corner, at a round table alone. I put the glass in front of me and I tried to fit in. I was tired and I felt that this wasn't the place for me. I wanted to be a social guy who dared to talk, but at the same time I had found my place in life. I knew where I belonged and I didn't need to party anymore, not now when I had a girlfriend and a house.

"You'll never be used to this?"

Gemma came back and she slid into the chair next to me. I smiled at her and drank some beer.

"I'm not really a guy who loves disco."

She smiled at me.

"But Diana's a woman who loves it."