"Caroline, can you get some paper towels?" I heard my older brother, Jake, call from downstairs. I set my notebook and pencil down and grabbed a roll of paper towels from the closet in the hallway. I walked downstairs and handed the roll to Jake.
"Thanks." He said. I just nodded in response, walking back upstairs as Jake wiped up a mess he made in the living room. "O, can you get me another soda too?" He asked. I sighed and grabbed a soda from the refrigerator, handing that to him as well.
"Anything else your highness?" I joked right before the door bell rang. He looked at me. "I'll get it." I said, reading our silent unspoken language. I opened the door and blinked at the blinding sunlight. I finally made out a tall boy about my age standing at the door once I got my sight again. I held onto the door and let out a small greeting, "Hello. Can I help you?"
"Is there a Jake Gyllums?" The boy asked, revealing a sleepiness to his voice.
"Harry!" Jake cheered from behind me. "This is Harry, I started working for his band a week ago."
"I thought you said you got a technical job that pays a lot." I told him.
"I did, I work with the lights, misc, all that stuff. And it pays $500 a week!" He stated. "And I have five new buds." He added, looking at Harry.
"They're a band. One Direction."
"You haven't heard of us?" Harry asked, surprised.
I shook my head. "She doesn't get out much. She really just spends time up in her room drawing all day." Jake explained.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Really? I would think a girl like you would get out more." He said, giving a crooked smile.
I raised an eyebrow and looked at Jake. "Um...I'm gonna...just...uh..." I stuttered before running up to my room. That Harry kid was something, but I just couldn't picture my brother being friends with him. He was a rude, cheeky, celebrity. And he just made me uncomfortable. My brother on the other hand was an over-protective, sweet, dork. Either way, it couldn't last long.
I grabbed my notebook and pencil and continued sketching my tree. There was a knock at my door, causing me to jump. I looked up to see Jake standing in my doorway.
"Don't you know not to bother me when I'm working!" I yelled.
"Its drawing pictures, and you do that all the time!" He yelled back. "I just wanted to tell you I'm going out to eat with Harry, Liam, Zayn...One Direction. You can..."
"I'm not going, Jake." I interrupted, knowing what he was going to say.
"Caroline, it's been nearly ten years. When are you going to leave the house?" He asked.
I looked down. "I don't know." I mumbled.
"Carol...please. It's been..."
"Ten years, I know."
"Forget it Jake. Just go."
Jake sighed and kissed my forehead before leaving. I kind of felt bad, but it was only for my good. Accidents could happen at anytime. It has before, it could happen again. I peeked through my curtain and watched as my brother and Harry pulled out. I sighed and sat back on my bed. Maybe someday.
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The Orphan-Harry StylesFanfiction
Caroline has always had a hard life. Her parents died in a car accident when she was only 7, leaving her with her over-protected older brother, Jake. She's always been full of life on the inside, but scared of the world on the outside. Actually...