Dammit! Harry Styles is my step brother!??

The tantrum and Nick Jonas to the rescue

(Continued)

Gertrude looked into Harry's emerald eyes. His rough hand now on her cheek - their lips only a few inches from each other's. Butterflies were going crazy in her stomach. She looked down at his lips, and he moved even closer. Gertrude closed her eyes and -

"Uhh wut the fook??" A boy said far back in the class, and interrupted Gertrude and Harry's moment. Everyone laughed, and Harry quickly moved his stool far away from Gertrude. She looked down at her table, embarrassed, but also disappointed over that the stupid boy had ruined her almost first kiss. Gertrude looked over at him. His shaggy, brown hair was sticking up in every direction. He had a black tank top on, checkered vans, and was currently doing cool handshakes with his mates, and other stuff cool people do nowadays. Louis Tomlinson. Gertrude had been scared of him ever since he in 4th grade had stolen her pink iPod, smashed it, and made her eat it. So traumatizing.

Harry suddenly stood up like an angry bear, and tilted the table in front of him over. Everyone in the class got quiet. Seemed like, Harry was having another one of his tantrums. Harry began throwing stools onto the wall, took the blackboard down, and began stomping on it. Then he took Liam Payne's, who was scared and curled up into a ball in the corner of the classroom, Pokémon backpack and threw it out the window, breaking it into a million pieces. One of the small glass pieces got into Gertrude's left hand, and she fell down to the floor, thinking this was it. She would now bleed to death.

While she laid dramatically on the floor, with her tongue out, because she thought people looked like that, when they were dead, she felt two strong arms underneath her body. Gertrude immediately thought it was Harry, and opened up her eyes - but no. It was Nick Jonas, who had heard all the noice from the classroom, while he casually had walked by, and luckily had decided to walk in, to see what was going on. Nick had seen everyone being stuck in the back of the classroom, while Harry was ruining everything, his eyes would be set on. He also saw Gertrude lay on the floor, and as we all know, Nick Jonas had a crush on Gertrude, and immediately came to the rescue, to save his love.

Gertrude was very dissatisfied over, that it was Nick Jonas who saved her from death, but oh well. She then passed out after looking at the small drops of blood on her hand from the glass, and everything went black

Two hours later

"Gertrude!" A faint voice said. Gertrude stirred in her sleep.

"Gertrude, wake up!" The annoying voice said again. She opened up her eyes, and everything appeared to be blurry. She was laying in a uncomfortable bed, but not as uncomfortable as her own bed used to be. "Omg, am I in the hospital?" Gertrude thought to herself. When her vision finally came to its senses, she saw her mom in front of her. She didn't look worried - just tired and... high. "Gertrude, you extra bitch. You literally got a small ass piece of glass into your hand, and now you're at the fucking hospital, expecting me to come pick you up while I'm fucking busy!?" Her mom screamed, while taking a hit of her joint. Tears pricked in Gertrude's eyes.

"Don't fucking cry, you wanker. You useless piece of shit!" Her mom began spitting out a stream of mean words in Gertrude's face, but Gertrude blocked her voice out. She looked up, hoping she could be in another place than this. Not just physically, but also mentally. She wished her mom wasn't an alcoholic and drug addict, and wasn't getting married to Stan. She wished, she could be different - more pretty, and more normal. She wished Harry was here with her...

Suddenly the distant voice of her mom screaming, stopped. A silhouette of a man had grabbed her body, and yeeted her out of the hospital room. "Harry?" Gertrude said out in the air - her vision was blurry again. A big, warm hand took her small, cold one. "It's mE," Harry's deep, rusty voice said. "Your mum's visit time was uP - figured I would just com in, buT she was totally freaking out on you or sumthing," he said. "Yeah, much like you earlier," Gertrude said and smiled. Harry giggled lightly. Oh, how she wished, she could see those lovely dimples of his right now. "Harry, what you did today was scary," Gertrude then shifted the tone. "Please don't do that ever again," she sniffled, almost crying.

"I won'T. Gertrude, I wan to be bEtter," Harry said. "What do you mean?" Gertrude asked. "I wanT to be bEtter. For you," he then said.

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Cuteness OVERLOAD! Are we a little shook about Harry's statement or what? What do you guys think will happen next, and will Harry keep his promise of wanting to be better? Leave your suggestion/suggestions here!

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