My name is Nim Emma Horan. Yes, HORAN. Niall Horan is my older brother, and pretty such so are his band mates, also known as his "BEST FRIENDS." I'm 11 years old, I am a famous actor and model from New York City, I had to leave because Mummy and Pappy had got into a car incident and I was taken out of school that day, and spent a week crying, Niall came to New York and got me, and packed all my things up. I literally just got up and LEFT New York City, the place I was born, the place where I was a famous ACTOR and MODEL. I left all my dreams and hopes in New York City. Niall had taken me back home with him in the UK in London. Another school, another life, new friends, new accent, new EVERYTHING. I hated it the first couple weeks, it was probably because I miss my fame in the US. I miss Mum and Papa, but I have a Grandfather out in Brighton, about a 1 hour drive from where Niall and the rest of his band mates live. I hate living with all boys, there is only one girl I see maybe once week, and that is Eleanor, Louis' wife. She is sweet, she has taught me about boys, puberty, and modeling. She's cool, but lately she has been on a business trip lately, which sucks because she usually gets me out of spankings. Oh yeah, I get spanked, mainly by Niall, but it really depends on who I am with. I miss my mother and father, but things happen for reason and You'll Never Know when they do happen, just like my parents... I love life like crazy. I went through my grieving time with my parents, but Niall knocked that out of me, I love life dearly, and I love my new family.