I steped off the plane and looked around the busy airport. Where is he? I searched, hoping that a handful of bodyguards might distinguish him.
"Paige!"
I whiped around to find the blonde head of hair I know too well running towards me. "Nialler!" I shriek as he picks me up off the ground and whirls me around. "I missed you so much, Paige!" He says, ruffling my long blond hair. Niall is my brother and we're often mistaken for twins. We both have piercing blue eyes and blond hair.
"I missed you more!" We started walking through the airport, him carrying my bags for me. "How are mum and dad?" He asks, looking rather down at the mention of them. "They're great. They said you should give em' a ring when we get to the house," he brightens. "For sure! You excited to be in London for the first time?" he smiled. "Yea, can't wait to meet the boys!" I said as I hoped into the car and Niall started it. "They can't wait to meet you either. They're great lads, you'll love them. Just stay away from Harry. Don't want my baby sister getting-"
"Niall!" I scream, my cheeks flaring.
"What? I was gonna say hurt!" He says, but out of the corner of my eyes I can see him smiling at my 'overactive imagination', as he liked to call it. After a few minutes, Niall sings out "We're here!" I look up at the house. I expected it to be a mansion, but it wasn't. It was a fair size, bigger than a typical house, but not too flashy.
"Your house is so cute!" I squeal. He chuckles.
"One cute house for five cute lads," he winks. I laugh and drag him up to his own door. He tries to open the door, but it seems to be locked.
"Nando's," he swears. "Forgot my key," I giggle at him as he rings the doorbell. Harry answers in his boxers. I have to admit, I looked at his body for longer than necessary.
"Christ Harry, you couldn't have thrown some pants on? My baby sister is here!" Niall walks in, pushing past him. "Maybe that's why I didn't," he winks. I scoff, but I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. He's cuter in person. I push this from my head. I don't even like him.
"Boys, this is my baby sister, Paige," Niall introduces me. I look at each one of them. They are all thoroughly attractive. I roll my eyes at my brother.
"I'm not that much younger than you! I'm 17." I see Harry's eyes light up. I raise my eyebrow at him. He makes a phone with his thumb and pinky and lips the words "Call me"
"That's it Styles! You're dead!" Niall lunges at him and chases his around the living room yelling death threats. I hug each of the boys on the couch and we chat. Harry stops in his tracks. "What? I missed the hug?" Niall tackles him from behind and tries to strangle him with his bare hands. I laugh. This is gonna be a great summer.