Sister Styles

{19} Harry

We all headed out. Some dancers headed for the stairs, some the elevator. Harry was leaning against the wall with a couple of the dancers crowding around him. I took notice that the crowd of fans outside the building had dispersed, and now policemen were guarding the doors.

What do I do? Go over and say hi? Go over and introduce myself? What should I say? He's obviously still angry with me. He hasn't looked at me once and he's just distancing himself more and more.

The creaky silver doors opened, a few people piling in. I didn't. I remained standing with Alex as she stood there talking about something that had to do with her yesterday's travel.

"Are you okay?" She asked, snapping me from my thoughts. I hadn't realized I was just staring blankly at Harry. "You keep staring at Harry."

My body position shifted awkwardly, looking up at Alex who seemed to look a little worried. She did, however, have that contagious smile plastered on her freckled cheeks.

"Sorry, Harry's just my favorite member and I'm kind of scared to talk to him." It wasn't a total lie, but it wasn't exactly the truth either.

"Well, here, do you want me to call him over and you can introduce yourself?" She offered, already glancing over. It was too late to protest because she had already hollered his name across the lobby.

He glanced up for just a split second, but once Alex started beckoning for him to come over, he just looked away and continued his current conversation.

"That's odd," Alex pouted, scrunching her face in confusion. "He normally comes over."

The elevator squealed open once again, the two dancers Harry had now finished talking to were walking on. "Oh, look!" I distracted Alex. "The elevator's here, better get on."

I pushed Alex on with me, leaving Harry behind. She turned to me, giving a look of confusion but went along with it anyway.

I wanted to talk to Harry so badly, but at the same time, I didn't. I'm still extremely angry with what he did. He hasn't apologized and he probably won't. I don't know what to do anymore other then just wait for him. Yeah, that's a good idea. I'll completely shut him out and pretend he doesn't exist until he comes to talk to me. I've been chasing him for the last four years, now it's his turn.

{Harry}

"So that's Lilli?" Liam whispered to me, watching the two girls from across the room. "Your twin sister?"

I plainly nodded to Liam. I paid no attention to my ignorant little sister. I can't believe her. After everything I've done to protect her, she just disobeys and does whatever the hell she wants.

"She's kind of hot," he adds, staring at her. I looked at him, heat flaring my cheeks a crimson red, my eyes watching as a grin grew wide on his face.

Well, Liam I can approve of. The only guy I don't approve of with girls is Niall. Everyone has me pinned as the ladiesman of the group, but the truth is, Niall was the chick magnet.

Wherever we went, girls would fall all over him because he's cute and is the different one with blonde hair and he's the only Irish one. They all looked at me like I was some sick pig, preying on girls all the time. It makes me sick. I love the guy, he's one of my best friends, but he really needs to step back from all the girls.

The meeting ended with Lilli saying a few words of her own. I didn't look at her. I didn't want too. My little innocent twin sister who I had protected and kept hidden disrespected me and decided to do whatever the hell she wants. I can't believe her. I've kept Lilli incognito for four years. Four freaking years! The only reason was so she wouldn't be in any danger.

I love and care for Lilli with all my heart, I do, I really, really do. She's my twin sister, of course I do. After I became famous and joined the band, my family had started receiving threats saying stuff like 'give us Harry or we'll come after you'. It was ridiculous. So, I put my family in hiding for their own safety. It scared me.

I tried changing their names so they wouldn't be exposed and I even thought about hiring my own fake family to pose as my parents and siblings. Of course, my mum didn't like the fact that I was hiding her since she was the one that gave birth to me, so she came out and told the truth about her. Then they all slowly came out with the truth except Lilli.

I made so sure that she was protected at all times. I couldn't risk losing her, she's not only my twin sister, but she's also my best friend. It would crush me.

So I made Lilli's hiding even more secret. I changed her last name, sent her away to live with my dad, and once she was old enough to live on her own, I had my family pitch in to buy her own apartment. I paid her tuition for school, I even pay for her dance lessons, I gave her everything she needs, and this is what she does with it?

But in order for the plan to be successful, I had to leave Lilli's life. That meant, getting rid of her completely. I isolated myself from her, never talked to her, got rid of photos and any evidence she was my sister. The only people who know are the boys. That's it.

I don't like that I did that to her, not at all. She has called, texted, emailed, even wrote mail to me but I never replied. I couldn't. I care too much.

We filled the lobby, all of us talking and waiting for the elevators. I was in a group of some of the dancers and crew. We were talking about the tour and what was going to happen, where we were going, what we were doing, all that stuff.

I was distracted by the watchful eye of Lilli in my peripheral vision. She was staring at me. Just completely staring. I was trying so hard to focus on what Daisy, a dancer, was saying but it was hard with Lilli staring.

"Harry!" I heard my name holler through the noisy lobby. I peered over to see Alex waving at me to go talk. But Lilli was there. I'm not in the mood to really talk with her yet.

I ignored her, finishing the conversation with the dancers and crew. Soon enough, the elevator doors opened and more people pushed on. Including Lilli.