Harry Styles Little Sister

I Hate Mornings

Sarah pov

"Agggggh" I reach out of bed trying to find the off button on my stupid alarm clock. Harry being the anoying brother he is, is constantly changing my alarm to his bands songs. Ugh, i hate mornings. I just don't function till after 12 most days! I tried to block out the bright rays of sunlight coming through the blinds and the noise coming from Harry's room across the hall by hiding under my pillow...once again an epic fail. How does that boy function so well in the mornings as he stays up so late almost every night he is at home which is getting less and less the more popular the band gets. Harry is on a break form his band for two weeks but then he is off on a stadium tour for a whole year and im dreading saying good bye to him so soon. Hes only just got back.

"Get up sarah!' Harry yelled over the blaring music "or I'll come in and get you up my self if your not down for breakfast in 10 minutes" I wasn't going to get back to sleep, not when Harrys home. Last time, when I refused to leave the warmth and safety of my bed, He came in with his water gun and soaked me until i got up and out of bed... so i decided just to get up and have a shower quickly before Harry could think of any other ways to get me up. After i dried and curled my hair, I applied a light layer of makeup ( Harry never let me wear much) and put on some light demin hight waisted shorts and a light blue tank top that showed only a slight bit of my stomach along with my trusty old toms, i headed down stairs for breakfast... 

Harry pov

"Get up sarah!' I yelled over the music playing on my phone " or ill come in and get you up my self if your not down for breakfast in 10 minutes" Sarah was always late for school, she never was able to get up. Over the past month she has broken 4 alarm clocks, all by smashing them against the wall instead of turning them off.  Im the complete opppisite. I love getting up early. Me and sarah have always been close due to the small age gap and because of this I guess you could say I am extreamly protective of her. But how could you expect me not to be?. She is my one and only sister. So when she came down to breakfast in shorts that bearly covered her ass and a top that showed way to much of her stomach you can bet I wasn't pleased. I wasn't going to let my sister be one of thoses sluts that the boys drool over. No, if a boy ever looked at my sister in that way!. EWwww the thought of it is disgusting.

"Where the hell do you think your going dressed like that" chocking slightly on the mouthful of corn flakes I had just taken.

Sarah rolled her eyes in disgust "School" and it not up to you what I wear, your not my Father Harry" she shouted back in her moking tone folding her arms defencivly acrross her chest. 

"Well I may not be your father, but I am your older brother and I'm not letting my little sister leave the house looking like a little slut, mum left me in charge so what I says goes thats for sure, now go and change"

"Little sister, your older than me only 1 year thats hardly fair, you alway use it against me. Im not changing and I don't look like a slut, any way all the girls dress like this in school so I should be allowed to too!

"Sarah Elizabeth Styles, go upstairs now and dont be so disrespectful" she sighed knowing she wouldn't win and she ran back up the stairs and changed in to some dark denim jeans and a holister shirt instead. Much better. Sarah never argued with me when used her full name as she new I wasn't messing and she didnt want me to tell mum. Me and her although we were so close, she also knew that I was in charge and what I said was final. She hated fighting with me, and anyway the longest we have ever gong without talking was two days when I ripped of her teddy's head after she broke my transformer, but neither of us could hold it against one another and in the end we made up within an hour.  

Sarah pov

Ugghhh! Why did he have to be older. It's not fair! He is so protective of me all the time. He doesn't let me go anywhere near boys as he believes that he is enough of a male influence in my life.  I know its good some times but serously come on. He is smothering me. Harry only uses my full name when he is being serious or is really really mad, so I only had two options, I could either go and get changed  myself or have Harry do it for me. He would have absolutely no problem what so ever with that. But I do hate fighting with Harry.I can never stay mad at him for long. So I soon plod back down the stairs and once he make me do one more button on my shirt he was happy enough with my oufit. I picked up my books and stuffed them in my school bag and sitting the car waiting for Harry to come out so he can drop me at school. Mum has to go work early in the morings and I usually walk but aslong as Harrys home he promised to bring me.

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