One Direction's Baby Sister (Edited)

Chapter 12

Harrys POV

A few weeks later, Lena was doing even better. I was proud of her progress. I couldn't wait until she was feeling good enough to socialize more with the rest of us. But I was glad she had Zayn-even if I was terribly jealous of him.

She was going out nowadays, but she needed to take it easy still. She had gone out awhile ago.

I was sitting in my bed, scrolling through twitter. Liam was exhausted, and he and Zayn had to go to an interview tomorrow, so they went to bed early.

Suddenly something caught my eye.

"@LMC_Cooper is such a fucking whore! One night she's out with Harry and now she's out with some new guy! Harry deserves so much better! I still love you Hazza!" the tweet said.

Oh my god. The picture was of Alan and Lena walking the streets of London. Next to it was one of us in front of Big Ben. Paparazzi was already taking photos of her? God! She's barely been in London a few hours!

There were other comments on the tweet.

"@LMC_Cooper is totally too ugly to be a whore! A cheap one at best! What does Harry see in her?"

"@LMC_Cooper doesn't even deserve to be with any of our boys! And we all know she's not really Liam's sister! She's such a bitch! she made Harry feel bad for her because she probably got pregnant by that guy she's with here-and told poor Haz that it was his! Little slut!"

"Oh my god." I breathed. I heard the door open downstairs. I leapt from the bed. "Lena!" I yelled.

I rushed down the steps. "Lena, I need you to give me your phone." I said.

She was just closing the door and Alan had come in with her. What was he doing out with her? Where had she been with him? He was glaring at me.

"What? Harry, where is Liam?" Lena asked.

She looked pale. Too pale. I stepped towards her. "Are you alright?" I asked. Is she sick? In pain?

"I'm okay. Why do you want my phone? You do know that Liam has my phone still, don't you?" Lena asked.

But I wasn't really worried about that. "Lena, love, I need to talk to you. But first let me walk Alan out." I said. He didn't need to be here for this. I could take care of her myself.

He glared at me again, but I returned it. He didn't want to fight me on this. Then he smirked and shrugged, looking at Lena.

"I'll see you later, Lena." He said.

He leaned forward and kissed her mouth. It took all I had not to punch him. Did he have to swallow her face like that? Since when were they together anyway?

"Remember what I told you, Lena." Alan said, winking at her. Then he turned around.

I followed him out. Outside, I grabbed him by the lapels of his shirt and slammed him against the wall.

"What the fuck?" he demanded angrily.

"Where did you take her!? You know she can't handle all that walking!" I exclaimed.

"How do even know she did a lot of walking?!" Alan demanded.

I shoved my phone at him, showing him the pictures and the tweets. He read them silently before shrugging me off me, straightening his clothes where I'd rumpled them.

"They're right, she is kinda freaky looking with her eyes like they are." He said.

I shoved him. "Do you think she can help that?" I demanded.