Chapter 1:
~~~~Harry's P.O.V.~~~~~~~
I kissed my mom on the cheek and stood back while my little sister, Lana, hugged both my parents. After the usual "Be good" speech, they finally left and boarded the red Suburban.
Once the lights of the car had fully disappeared down the driveway, Lana walked over to the couch, sat down, and bagan to flip through the channels. I stood over her with my arms crossed, "What am I supposed to do with you for three hours?" I joked.
She just giggled, her bright green eyes just like mine lighting up as she did. Once her eyes were focused back on the TV, I headed for the kitchen to put on some boiling water. I set the box of Mac and cheese on the counter and heard my IPhone buzz. I looked at the screen and saw a new text from Louis.
ARE YOU EVER COMING BACK, WE MISS YOU:(
I quickly replied:
TOMMOROW, I HAVE TO BABYSIT TONIGHT SO MY PARENTS CAN HAVE DATE NIGHT.
The reply came only a few seconds later:
CAN'T THE GIRL STAY HOME??
I rolled my eyes as I typed my answer:
NO, DUDE, SHE'S ONLY 10!
OH, IN THAT CASE, HAVE FUN!
I took that message as a not of finality and put my phone down. After finding the water boiling and finishing the meal, I separated it into two bowls and brought it out to Lana.
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We had long finished our meal, done the dishes and now were we're watching a movie. I noticed that my parents were late about thirty minutes, but figured they were just having fun.
A few seconds later, our home line rang. Thinking it would be my parents, I casually got up and said "Hello," into the receiver.
But I was surprised to find neither of my parents voices on the other end. This voice was deep and lound as it said "Is this Mr. Harry Styles?"
"yes, " I replied hesitantly.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news, son."
~~~~~~Lana's P.O.V~~~~~~~
I was speechless as my brother sat next to me with tears in his eyes, telling me that my parents had just gotten hit by a drunk driver on their way home and had both died. I loved them too pieces and I had no idea what I would do without them. Who would do my hair in the morning? Who would finishe that house for my cat, Bitzy? Who would love me more than they did?
Then a terrible thought came over me, who would take care of me? All my able relatives were either dead or living in the States. Harry was going back to the tour tommorow and.... Then another terriblie thought came. Would Harry have to leave One Direction? I loved all the boys and would hate to do that to them.
After this all sunk it I began sobbing. I sobbed so hard, Harry, through his own tears, had to get me a glass of water.
I cuddled up next to him, my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me, and we sat there for longer than I could tell. I fell asleep eventually, and the last ting I remember was thing how lucky I was to have him as a brother.
Authors note:
Okay, so this isn't going to be your usual fan fic about love and all that jazz. And I k ow a lot of you will say "hey, Harry's sister is older!" and I know, but you will just have to deal with it cuz this is a fan FICTION! Haha, don't cry little ones, it will still be good!
-Olive
