His sister (a Niall story)

Chapter 2; new life somewhere else.

I grabbed my bags, and carried it, to the sign that said my name. The man holding it had to be in his late thirties, early forties.

"Are you my father?" I asked.

"If you're Cassandra, then yes. Yes I am." He smiled gently. I droped my stuff and hurried to give him a hug. He hesitated a little, then gave me a hug back. I unclipped myself from him, and wiped, stray tears away.

"Sorry. I just never knew I had a dad." I said shyly.

"It's okay, Cassandra."

"You can call me Cassie." I said smiling a tiny bit. "Are we leaving now? That was a long plane trip." I said chuckling a little bit.

"Of course." He then took my bags, and led us to his car. I got in, front seat, next to him. we drove for a bit of time. To much silence.

"So do I have any brothers or sisters?" I asked, breaking the awkward tension.

"Mmmhmm. Two older sisters, Nicola and Ruth. They moved out, thought. And just Liam. He's nineteen. He's kind of exited to see you. He was always the baby, so he never had any younger siblings. But his friends, practically live with us. They formed a band, 'one direction.' Heard of em?"

"I don't think so. Are they famous?" I asked.

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LIAM pov

"Alright guys." I gathered them here. "I have some really weird awesome news."

"We're going to Nandos?" Niall asked.

"No, I actually have a younger Sister. And she's in her way right now."

"How come you never told us? I'm so hurt right now, Liam secrets don't make friends!" Louis screeched, fake crying.

"Louis, I didn't even know!" I said.

"Ooh." He quieted down.

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm just clearing this up, she's off limits to you guys. I don't exactly know her, but she's still my Sister. Besides, she's like, fifteen."

"well, I respect that." Zayne said nodding. Then the door flew open, DVD my dad came through holding luggage. And a girl, who was some what short, but looked like me.

"Guys, this is Cassie. She'll be living here from now on. You guys be respectful." He then turned to her. "Come on, I'll show you your room." He said and they went another direction. Ha. Get it? Another direction? Eh.

"I call dibs!" Zayn suddenly calls out.

"No, you respected his decision. I call dibs." Harry said. Then they were all bickering dibs on my Sister.

"What the hell guys!? I just said no dibs, that's my Sister!" I exclaimed.

"But she's hot." Niall said.

"Very." Louis added.

"Guys. My Sister. Off limits."

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CASSIE pov

"Well, I guess I'm going to go to meet the guys then." I said walking down stairs.

"Okay, just tell me if you need anything." He said certainly. I've never been with people this nice. I had to go meet them. They seemed pretty cool. Sure I've never heard of them, but I'm not going to overreact just because they're famous. I can't say they're cute, because I don't know which one was my brother. I'm guessing the one standing. He looked like me, if he was, then hell yeah, the others were cute.

"Hey." I said. They all looked up, but the one standing turned. Then he grinned.

"Hey, I'm Liam. You must be my younger sister." He grinned.

"Yeah, I'm Cassie." I smiled back. Then he gave me a hug. I hugged him back, if course.

"These guys are," he pointed to the one with curly hair first. "Harry." Then he pointed to the lightly darker skinned one. "Zayn." Then the dark haired one. "Louis. He's a goof." Then he waved really fast with a wide grin, making me sightly laugh.

"Ha! I made her laugh!" He yelled, making me laugh a little more.

"Settle down Louis." Then lastly, he pointed at the blonde. "And that's Niall."

"Hi guys." I smiled. "so tell me about yourselves."

"Well I'm Zayne. I like to sing, and my best friends happen to be my mirror and brush." he said causing me to laugh.

"Okay, who's next?" I asked. Then Louis poped up.

"Well just like zayn, and I guess everybody else, I like to sing. I like carrots, and making people happy. Ooh and Harry there? Yeah, that's my man. See his hair? Yeah. That's my hair. I wake up Eeeevry morning just to do it. So back off, sister." He snapped his fingers.

"Oh God, Louis." Harry face palmed himself. "you forgot to tell her, you plan out my wardrobe!"

"Ookay... Next" I laughed. These guys have funny personalities. Then Harry started to speak.

"Well I love Louis. He's my soooooul mate." He said dragging put soul. "I also love music, like a lot." He finished sounding like a prep.

"I'm Niall. I love playing guitar, and I love food. Especially food. It's good." He said making me laugh again.

"What about you Liam? You haven't spoke." I said.

"Um, well I'm pretty much just like these guys, but I give out good advice."

"That's true. And he's loyal." Harry piped up.

"So, Cass. Tell us about yourself." Liam said.

"Well. You guys should know. I didn't know anything about my dad or Liam, till yesterday. My mom kind of passed. And here I am now." I said holding in shaky breathes and tears. "But it's okay. Life guess on, and I just have to live."

"Well you're welcome here, Cassie. Always." Liam said.

"Thanks" I said quietly.

"So, we gotta go." Harry said.

"Yeah, my family is about to start dinner." Louis included.

"And that's my ride home." Said Zayn.

"Kay. By guys." Liam said leading the guys out the door.

"What about you?" I asked Niall.

"Oh I live here. My parents live in Ireland, so I moved here, with the band."

"Oh." I responded. "I'm gonna go to bed now. Night guys." I said going up stairs.

"Night" they both said in unison. I walked up stairs and meet my new comfortable bed. I never been on something so amazing. It felt good. I decided to unpack up my stuff, before I wanted to sleep. The carpet even felt good beneath my toes. I had my own bathroom, so I set up my own bathroom essentials, on the counter, which was just generic shampoo and conditioner, a tiny cheap hate stratener, and cheap make up.

I got out some pajama shorts, that I had Yemen from my mom. And a blue tank. The nice neighbor we had, Maria, gave me clothes that used to be her daughters. And most of them were really cute. She knew me and my mom were having hard times. she gave us enough to live off of. She was an amazing person.

I laid in my bed, feeling the comfortable sheets and comforter. Never, have I ever felt any softness like this. I then grabbed my phone from the end table next to my bed. I opened up my pictures, and saw the one that I took of me and my mom. She didn't look very decent, but she was beautiful in my eyes.

"I miss you mommy." I whispered, closing my phone. I set it back down, and cried. just for a tiny bit. I felt my eyes grow heavy, and I sleepily dazed off into my dreams.