Step

Chapter 12: Arguments and Controlling Stepbrothers

"Care to explain?" Zayn asked when he saw Harry and I. He was clearly upset.

"Explain what?" I asked, confused. He handed me his phone and my jaw dropped. Someone had taken a picture of Harry and I kissing under the mistletoe. I showed the picture to Harry and he groaned.

"Can't go anywhere," he mumbled under his breath.

"You know my rule about dating my sisters Styles," Zayn said, taking his phone back.

"Excuse me?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"It wasn't a date Zayn. We were only hanging out. We kissed because we were under some mistletoe it didn't mean anything," Harry said and my heart broke a little. So he didn't have feelings for me. I looked at the floor as Zayn looked at me.

"Is that true?" he asked.

"Yeah it is. Not that it's any of your business though Zayn, even if it was a date," I told him, walking away from him and Harry. I heard Harry say something about how he was gonna leave and he'd text me later. I didn't reply to him.

"It is my business when you're my sister Anissa! I don't let my sisters date my friends!" Zayn exclaimed following me.

"You don't let?! Zayn, I get it! You're trying to look out for me! But you don't get to tell me who I can and can't date!"

"So it was a date!"

"Oh my God Zayn! No it wasn't a date! But that's beside the point!" Now we were standing in the living room, screaming at each other.

"You guys fucking kissed Anissa!"

"I know Zayn I was there!"

"Guys, why don't you break it up and calm down?" Perrie suggested, trying to pull Zayn away.

"It's time for dinner. Do you two think you guys can stop fighting for that?" my mom asked. I just silently walked into the dining room. I purposely sat at a far end of the table where there was only one seat left meaning Zayn would have to sit far away from me. Dinner was awkward and tense. Right after I went up to my room. I'd call Harry about this but I was hurt and honestly, I didn't really want to talk to him right now. I was sitting on my bed when I saw my plane ticket sitting on my dresser. Maybe I should go home for a few days and visit my friends? There was a knock at my door and I looked up. "Just me," my mom said.

"I'm sorry about the fight Mom. I didn't mean to start something on Christmas," I told her. She sat next to me.

"I know you didn't mean to start anything hon," she replied.

"I was thinking, maybe I should go home for a few days. I could stay with Jax or Quoi. I just need to get away for a few days."

"Because of one fight with Zayn? Or did something else happen with Harry?" she asked knowingly.

"It meant something to me! And he said it meant nothing. I thought he liked me. I mean I keep getting told that he does. I finally admitted to myself that I like him and now I just feel stupid." I hid my face in my pillow and my mom rubbed my back.

"You aren't stupid Anissa," she soothed. "Maybe Harry just said that it meant nothing because Zayn was angry?"

"Or maybe he just doesn't like me Mom. That is a possibility."

"An, he invited you out on Christmas day. He wouldn't do that if he didn't like you."

"Doesn't matter anyways, he obviously listens to Zayn and Zayn says his friends aren't allowed to date his sisters which I am classified as. Is it okay if I go back to Pennsylvania?"

"Of course, that's why I got you the ticket. Just book your flight and I'll take you to the airport. Are you going to meet up with the boys in New York?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'll let you know," I replied. She nodded and got up.

"Well, I'll let you book your flight and start packing. Let me know when you have to be at the airport." She left my room and I booked my flight back home. I texted Jax and Sequoia when my flight would be landing and started to pack. I was up half the night packing. It was a good thing my flight was in the afternoon. Once I finished packing I went to bed, excited to see my friends again.