"How was your day, Ellie?" My brother, Harry, asked when we met up in the hallway before our next class.
"Okay..?" That blondie was weird.
"Just okay?"
"Yeah."
A few more conversations and his concern, and protectiveness words. Then, we headed for the next class.
"Who the fuck you think you are, huh?" I almost gasped when I say the same blond guy, shoving another guy into the near locker.
Another guy with black hair looked at me with a deadly glare. He was stomping towards me when that blue eyed brunette stopped him.
"Lad, shes styles' sister." The black haired guy looked at me surprisingly, but nodded and motioned me to move further.
Dude, my brother is famous.
I went away only after a glare from the blondie himself.
