Vans (Sequel to Converse) |h.s|

Chapter 17

  "This is Nikki?" Harry asked.

  "Yes, this is my sister Nikki, who is supposed to be in New York." I said glaring at her.

  "Oh, my naive baby sister, you always knew I would come back to visit if you got famous." she said snidely.

  "You two look nothing alike. I know that Athena has naturally blonde hair. So, blonde, porcelain skinned, blue eyed Athena, and, brunette, tan, broen eyed Nikki." Harry said aloud.

   "We have different mothers you see." Nikki answered him.

  "So, you both had Mr.Stone as a dad. Why didn't you, Nikki, stay living with... nevermind." he said starting to cover up with a blanket.

  "Yes, could you not bring that up. So, little sis. I didn't know sucking dick for a cheap price would bring such fame." Nikki said smirking.

  "Actually, Athena is my girlfriend." Harry said smiling.

  "Oh, I thought she was hired, like Kendall or something." Nikki said throwing me a towel off of one of Harry's dressers.

  "Why do people think that Kendall and I didn't have a genuine relationship? We really liked one another." Harry said in a confused voice.

  "She's on Keeping Up With the Kardashians. Low lives that make reality television know that putting 'hot famous pop star, Harry Styles' would obviously get the show more views." Nikki said in her "smart" voice.

  "So, Nikki, how's college?" I asked trying to change the subject.

  "Juilliard is very nice, thank you for asking, my underachieving baby sister." she said smirking.

  "You attend Juilliard?" Harry asked in a surprised voice.

  "Yes, I know you would get the wrong impression on our family from meeting my baby sister, then of course my low life step mother." Nikki said smiling.

  "You get such a fucking kick out of this Nikki. You know that you can get away with you talking shit because dad's gone. You can't except that something good came out of me working at a shoe store." I said wrapping the towel around my body.

  "That is because good things do not come from being an underachiever." she said.

  "I am not an 'underachiever'." I shouted.

  "No, she's not. She really has high standards. I am honored that I met them." Harry said trying to change the subject.

  "Someone like my baby sis doesn't have high standards. You just so happened to be the first male to walk in that took any interest." Nikki said.

  "Why, why do you do this? Are you mad because I got 'famous' before you? Are you mad that I proved you wrong like I have done time and time again? Or, are you mad because someone actually loves me? Is it that Nikki? Is it that someone has taken a liking in me because of my personality, and not just because of my body like they always do with you, whore." I shouted walking out of the room.

  I walked into my room and slammed the door closed. I picked out a new bra and a new pair of panties and put them on. I put on a pair of sweat pants and a hoodie. I walked out of the room and back into Harry's room.

  Harry was on the phone talking to someone. It looked like he was trying to calm someone down.

  "Lou, Lou, tell me what happened. You woke up and she was gone. Okay, okay, okay, Lou...Lou, just come over to my house. Lou, Lou, Louis! Calm down." Harry said. "Come on over, we can talk about what happened."

  Harry hung up and set his phone down. He swung his legs around to the side of his bed and rested his elbows on his knees. He let out a big sigh and put his head in the palms of his hands.

  "What's wrong?" I asked sitting down next to him.

  "Eleanor broke up with Louis. She just left." Harry said to me.

  "What?"