Dark horse (One direction fan fic)

Chapter Three: Moving In

*Ariana's POV*

When I wake up it isn't to sunlight as I would have expected but instead shouting. I slowly climb out of bed and pull on a housecoat. Making my way out into the hallway

"there is no way I'm letting you drag her into that world!" My mom shouts

"She said she wants to! She can handle It and it's not like we're touring!" Harry yells, why are they fighting? I walk to the staircase where four boys are standing, all looking a little uncomfortable.

"what's happening?" I ask quietly, the four turn to look at me, surprised I'm willingly addressing them

"Harry and Anne are fighting about him taking you for the summer" Louis says, I nod and slip past them, creeping down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom and brother are standing glaring at one another, both of their arms are crossed, mom is standing whereas Harry Is leaning against the counter

"I don't care that you aren't touring! She doesn't know what she's getting into! You can't drag her into this crazy world of yours!" Mom shouts, neither of them taking notice of me. Mom turns her back, beginning to set the table, Harry pushes off the counter and walks forward a little

"Mom! I'm an adult now I can do what I want, Ariana will be fine, I'm sure she knows 'what she's getting into' she has seen it all over the media!" Harry complains. Mom spins around, taking him by surprise

"Exactly! she's seen it all over the media, I don't want her all over the media, she's a child Harry!" She snaps, I back out of the kitchen and stay behind the corner where I can watch, not really wanting to step in right now.

"She is not a child!!! She's thirteen, it's not like she doesn't understand! I think she's old enough to decide where she spends her summer! And she's safe with us, we're not children, we're all adults!" Harry yells, he's losing his temper

"you are children! you're twenty years old Harry! What makes you think you can look over a young teen with your job for three months!" Mom yells loudly. Harry doesn't respond for a moment

"I'm starting to think you don't trust me" he says lowly, angrily. I look up to the stairs where the four boys have surprised looks

"I trust you! I just don't think you can handle her for three months!" Mom explains sharply, now I'm kind of insulted, what does she mean by 'handle me?' Harry laughs bitterly

"mom, it's Aria, she's about as hard to look after as a fish" he points out, at this Louis snickers, I look back to him with a glare

"You don't understand, she's changed, different. Always in her room, she doesn't pay attention, she doesn't listen, she's snappy and I've been having a hard time trying to get her to eat" Mom's voice is quick and firm. it's silent, I feel the four boys looking at me but don't want to turn around and look.

"I can look after her, I grew up with her, I know her!" Harry snaps

"I don't want her out there for three months, you're barely an adult!" Mom snaps

"FOR ONCE WOULD YOU JUST TRUST ME!?!" Harry explodes, his voice bouncing off the walls

"I SAID SHE'S NOT GOING, SHE'S NOT GOING" Mom yells right back, I hear a sharp 'thud' signalling Harry probably hit the counter, again.

"Yes! She is, because it will be good for her! It will be good for her to get out, bond with the lads and with me!" Harry exclaims sharply

"it will be good for her!?! Are you serious!?! You're saying it will be good for her to be exposed to all of these rumors, pushy photographers? Insane fans?" Mom snaps fiercely