*Krista's POV *
"5,6,7,8,1, hit, 3, switch, 5,6,7, turn, 1"
We are currently practicing our routine for Worlds. If I do say myself, we look pretty good. Not that I'd tell anyone that since everyone on the team hates me except coach. They are all jealous of my tumbling skills and my free spot on the team. Imagine if they knew Harry was my brother.... I'd probably be dead.
"Alright guys! I'll see you tomorrow for practice! Be prepared because we are conditioning!" , Coach yelled.
Everyone groaned and rolled their eyes while I stayed quiet. I actually like conditioning for some weird reason. Quickly, I walked out of the gym and drive home.
"Mum I'm home! "
"In the kitchen, hon"
I entered the kitchen to see mom cooking my favorite dinner.
"What's the catch mum?"
"Catch? No catch sweetheart. Go and take a shower, I'm almost ready."
Nodding, I ran upstairs and took a nice long shower. Afterwards, I dressed in my royal blue Nike pro shorts, a sports bra, and a loose t-shirt.
"Krista come eat!"
Perfect timing. I walked down stairs and grabbed a plate. Serving myself, I sat down and began eating. I was actually enjoying myself until the doorbell rang. Sighing, I stood up and opened the door. Behind it, I saw 4 unfamiliar faces along with the one I never wanted to see again. So I did what I had to, slammed the door in their faces.
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A.N.
I hope this makes up for chapter 1 being so short. What do you think all happen?
-Chanel
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Harry Styles Little Sister -(EDITING/UPDATING)
FanfictionIt's been 5 years since I last talked to Harry. 5 years since I realized he didn't really like me. 5 years since he left me. 5 years of emptiness. I mean what else can I expect?? Not that he'd want me in his life anyway.
