Broken (Harry Styles fan fiction)

Chapter 18

It has been almost a week and a half since Harry left for London. A very long week and a half! I've kept busy with work and school and Molly has been great at keeping me occupied. Harry has been calling and texting me every chance he gets, which isn't a whole lot but considering what he's dealing with, I understand. He tells me things are finally looking up and they may have figured out who embezzled all that money. That's good news but he also said that he still has to stay and talk with this person and figure out why and to charge him. Who knows how long that will be.

My brother will be here today! That will definitely help make me feel a little better. Molly was just as excited as I was when I told her Wyatt was coming to visit. She always flirts with him and he just goes with it, knowing she's just joking around. She's been like another sister to him. He was disappointed that he couldn't meet Harry but understands that work happens.

I am waiting outside the gate at the airport, bouncing on my feet, I'm so excited! Then I spot him. He looks the same as always. Tall, wide shoulders, short hair that's a lot lighter than mine, and those bright blue eyes. Those he gets from our mother. His face breaks out into a huge smile, as does mine. The second he is passed the security gate I run to him. He drops his bag and holds out his arms to me, ready for me when I fling myself at him. He wraps me in a hug and picks me up and spins me around. We are both laughing. I know we are making a scene and everyone is looking at us but I don't care. Wyatt is my best friend, not only my brother, and I missed him.

"Well hello to you to little sister," he laughs, setting me back on my feet.

"Hey! I can't believe you're actually here! I missed you so much." I tell him, grabbing his hand as he picks a bag back up. We start making our way to the parking garage. "Are you hungry, we can stop and get something to eat?"

"We should stop at Chic-Fil-A. I have been craving their spicy chicken sandwich since the last time I came to visit you." He laughs, getting into the passenger seat of my Nissan maxima.

"Sounds good to me. He was your flight?" I ask, pulling out onto the highway, making our way back to Miami.

"Long. No layovers though so that was a blessing. How are you doing? You look different?" He says, looking at me from the passenger seat.

"I'm doing great. I shouldn't look different, I haven't changed anything since the last time you saw me. My hair may be longer?"

"Maybe that's it. I just haven't seen you in so long, I really missed you. How's Molly?"

"I missed you too. She's doing good, same ole Molly. She's excited to see you."

We continue to catch up as we make out way back to Miami, stopping at the first Chic-Fil-A we see. We grab some food and hit the road. We make it back to my apartment by three and Wyatt immediately flops down on the couch.

"Tired?" I ask him, laughing at his dramatics.

"A little but I'd feel bad for napping when I just got here."

"Don't be silly, go take a nap. I took Friday and Saturday off from work so we will have two whole days together." I tell him, grateful that work is so helpful when i need some days off. Not that I ask for a lot of time off.

"Oh great. I think I will nap then." He stands up and walks over to me, giving me another hug and a quick kiss on the cheek and heads into my room.

Thirty minutes later Molly walks through the door. I look up from my phone and wave to her.

"Where is mister handsome?" She asks as she walks into the living room.