Obsessed || Harry Styles AU

Chapter 4

Maddy's POV

Everything came back to me as I gaped at the two Aussies giving each other death glares. Like two years ago when I first met Luke, I had asked him if he had any siblings. He tried to avoid the question but eventually told me he had one stepsister, but they absolutely hated each other. He showed me a picture of them as kids, and that's why Ellie looked so familiar.

"What the hell are YOU doing in my apartment?" Luke pushed past Sam and me stopping right in front of Ellie's face.

"Mine," I coughed and Sam shot me a look while Carolyn snickered.

Ellie didn't hesitate to slap Luke
then spin on her heels and walk right out of the apartment without a word.

"Ellie! Wait up!" I ran down the hall after her and grabbed her shoulder.

"It's fine I'll find some place else to stay. I can't even imagine staying in the same house as him for even one night," she shrugged my hand off her shoulder and kept walking towards the elevator.

"Uh no uh please Luke can uh stay somewhere else," I searched my mind for ways to make her come back. I couldn't lose an opportunity like this.

"For real?" Ellie turned to me with a hopeful look in her eyes and I looked away.

"I uh ...no," I sighed and she turned around yet again. "Please stay, you guys don't even have to talk to each other he and Sam can stay in their room the whole night. I just I uh you're really cool and everything and I want to get to know you better."

Ellie slowed and looked torn,"I guess I can stay just for tonight while I look for a hotel."

"Yay!" I exclaimed in honest excitement this time while hugging her. Plan get Harry Styles to fall madly in love with me was back in action.

We started walking back to apartment 11-47 in an awkward silence. "So uh what's going on?" I questioned awkwardly lifting my eyes towards Ellie's.

"It's a looooong story," Ellie sighed and didn't continue talking.

"We got time," I opened the door quietly and Ellie and I snuck into the living room.

She cautiously sat down on the couch and I plopped down next to her, prompting her to start this story.

"So, Luke is my stepbrother," Ellie took a deep breath and her cheeks flushed red.

"And uh we kinda hate each other," she warily looked around the room avoiding my eyes.

"Why?" I continued to stare at her anxious for this family feud story.

"When Luke was like 4 his mom died of cancer or some shit like that. My mom had just gone through a divorce and Luke's dad and my mom met at a bar while they were drinking their sorrows away. Eventually they got married and my mom and I moved in with Luke and his dad. We were the same age, and we actually instantly bonded. We were the absolute best of friends until middle school when Luke told me he was gay."

I choked on my spit. She was a homophobe?

"I know what you're thinking and yes I was a homophobe until last year or so when I realized my mom was full of shit. I grew up having her teach me gays are bad and such, but when my best friend back at home told me she was lesbian, my point of view totally changed. It was too late, however. Luke had already moved out of the country, and I didn't even have his phone number. I uh don't um know if Luke told you about all the bullying he went through in middle and high school right?"

I felt nauseous. Luke did tell me about how he was an outcast in school. He did tell me about how he cried himself to sleep almost every night, and how he hurt himself over and over again because he couldn't handle all the hatred. He also told me how he couldn't even escape it at home and I thought he meant from his parents. I was wrong. I shook my head as a no to her question, lying obviously, and let her continue.

"Well uh let's just say I was the main reason he got bullied and I bullied him too," she looked at the ground and I thought I saw tears in her eyes. "I regret it so much you don't even understand. But I know he'll never forgive me and I know I don't even deserve his forgiveness. I don't know what to do, Maddy. I just want him to know I'm sorry."

Ellie sniffled and put her head in her hands.

"I thought you said you hated each other," I mumbled confused. "You slapped him and called him a freak."

"The pain of seeing the still burning hatred in his eyes after years of being away from each other hurt too much," Ellie lifted her head and peered at me through her watery eyes. "I thought if I pretended to still hate him, I could get away before I broke down. But it's too late now."

I heard quiet footsteps enter the room, and I looked up to see a teary-eyed Luke standing before us. Ellie was too busy sobbing that she didn't notice his presence. He coughed, and she looked up.

"Luke I-"

"El, did you really mean everything you said?" Luke's voice shook as he asked the question.

"Luke of course oh my god I love you so much and I'm so sorry for everything. My mom was just crazy about that stuff and wow I am such a terrible person please can we be friends again I love you," Ellie rambled on while Luke began to cry again.

He sat down next to her and they cried in each other's arms. It was awkward and I ditched.

The Next Morning

I yawned as I walked downstairs, smelling eggs and bacon frying in the kitchen. I strolled into the living room to find Ellie and Luke sleeping together on the couch, while Sam stood there glaring.

"Sam...?" I walked over and waved my hand in front of his face. "How long have you been standing there?"

"Only like two hours," Sam responded as if it was normal. "They were talking all night long and I think they finally made up."

I left and entered the kitchen to find Addy and Carolyn making breakfast. The buzzer for our apartment rang.

Carolyn's head flew up and her hands found her hair, rapidly finger combing through the bedhead.

I rolled my eyes and laughed, "It's not Calum Carolyn. He's not coming back until lunchtime."

She froze and blushed, and I left the room giggling.

I lazily walked over to the front door in my sweatpants and tank top with a messy ponytail in. I opened it to see a tall curly haired British brunette along with his blonde blue-eyed brother.

"Holy shit," I gasped and slammed the door in their faces.

Harry Styles and Niall Horan were at my house, and I just hit Harry Styles in the face with a door.