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Hannah's POV

I woke up the next morning to my 7am alarm, I knew no one was going to be awake so I tiptoed down the stairs and sat on the porch. I had been texting with Rylee's brother and he was coming to surprise Rylee on her first day off. I had told him our address, but I didn't quite tell him who we lived with. I tried to get Rylee to not sleep in Tom's room last night because her brother was coming early in the morning, but she wouldn't listen to me. I should probably go wake up Rylee before he got her to be honest, but I didn't want to ruin the surprise. And there's no way she would get up at 7am on her day off without a reason. Just then a taxi pulls up and Noah hops out with a suitcase in hand.

"Noahh." I yell as I run up to him. We had been pretty close friends through our childhood since me and Rylee were best friends. Rylee's family was practically my second family. He brings me into a tight hug, swaying back and forth. He let's go and pats me on the back.

"Is Rylee up yet?" He asks me.

"It's her first day off, do you really think she would be up at 7am?" I say, raising an eyebrow at him. He shakes his head laughing as he looks at our house.

"Dannng, why'd you guys get such a big house?" he asked as he started walking up the sidewalk. I quickly ran ahead of him and blocked the doorway. "Hannah, what are you doing?" he asks.

"Uhm... there's something I need to tell you." I say.

"What?"

"We actually... don't live here alone."

"So you have a couple roommates, I'll be quiet." Noah says.

"Well, ya see. They may... or may not, be all boys." I say with my eyes squinted.

"What?!" He quickly questions. I knew he would be upset about this, he has always been so overprotective of Rylee. "How old are they??"

"Well... two of them are 22. And..."

"Annd?" he questions.

"The other two are 24..." I say, knowing that he wouldn't be happy about this.

"Great, that's just great." He says in a sarcastic voice.

"Well, come on in." I say as I open the door, he walks in and sets his bag down next to the door.

"You guys all have separate rooms right?" Noah asks me.

"W-well yea. Of course, we wouldn't sleep in the same rooms." I nervously chuckle.

"Well let's go wake her up!" Noah says.

"Actually, how about we let her sleep for a little longer. It is her first day off." I say.

"Alright." He says, looking at his watch. "Half an hour." I take in a deep breath as I walk towards the Livingroom. "How about you give me a house tour of this huge house." He suggests.

"Sure, but when I show you the bedrooms don't open any of the doors, everyone is still asleep." He agrees and I show him around the house. "This is obviously our kitchen, our Living room, and we have a small back porch, but there's no furniture out there. Here's our downstairs bathroom, and now we can go upstairs." I say, leading him around the house. We walk upstairs, luckily all the doors were shut. "This is Rylee's room, this is mine, and the rest are the boys rooms." I say.

"What are the boys names?" Noah asks.

"Uhm... this is Sam's room, Harrison's room, Harry's room, and uh, Tom's room." I say, tapping each door. Rylee told me about Noah seeing paparazzi photos of her and Tom, and I knew that Noah would be upset about us living with Tom after that.

"Tom? Like Tom Holland?" Noah asks.

"Maybe..." I say.

"Well that's just nice." Noah says as he heads back downstairs. He sits down on our couch, pulling out his phone. I do the same and we sit in silence for a little bit. I knew Rylee wasn't going to be up at 7:30, but I didn't know what to do. Time quickly passed by and Noah was just waiting to go wake Rylee up. He hadn't seen her for a little over a month and that's not usual for them. They were the closest siblings I had ever met, they act more like best friends than siblings.

"Alright it's time." Noah said, jumping up from the couch.

"Ya know, maybe I should go wake her up and you wait down here." I quickly say.

"No way! I can't wait to see her face when she wakes up to me." Noah says as he starts up the stairs. I follow him and he quickly opens Rylee's door to see no one in there. "Wait where is she??" Noah asks. I stay completely silent, not knowing what to say. He slowly turns around to look at me. "Hannah." He says in a warning voice. I slowly turn around, looking at Tom's door. "What?!" He shouts, quickly pushing through to Tom's door. I quickly jump in front of him, keeping him from opening the door.

"Wait wait! You have to let me explain." I say.

"What is there to explain?!" He shouts.

"They didn't or have never, done anything. They are just friends, Tom treats her like his little sister. They were only cuddling." I quickly say.

"Bullshit." He says as he shoves through me, quickly opening the door. He opens the door and I quickly walk in with him to see Rylee sleeping on top of Tom, all cuddled up.

"Rylee Jane Taylor!" Noah shouts. Rylee slowly wakes up, not knowing what was going on. She lets out a quiet groan as Tom wakes up.

"What's wrong luv?" Tom says in a deep morning voice. Noah just about walks toward them but I quickly grab his arm. He picks up on my cue, trying to tell him to watch it play out. He crosses his arms over his chest and watches them. Rylee's head falls back down on his chest and she tries to slide down a little bit. Tom moves his hands up to her back, realizing they were too low. "Sorry." Tom mumbles

I cross my arms and look over at Noah, smirking at him cause I was right.

"What time is it?" Rylee mutters.

"Too early." Tom says. Rylee moves a little bit, burying her head into his chest. He runs his fingers through her hair and places a soft kiss on her forehead, leaning his head back against headboard. I grab Noah's hand and lead him out, slowly closing the door behind us.

"What are you doing?? You said I could wake her up at 7:30." Noah exclaims.

"You heard them, it's too early. They have to get up every morning at 4am and they don't get home until late evening. Let them sleep as long as they need." I plead.

"So you still expect me to believe that they're just friends??"

"What do you mean? You saw that, they are clearly nothing more." I explain.

"Since when do friends cuddle like that??"

"Maybe not all friends do, but they do. And it makes her happy, he helps her fall asleep every night."

"So this isn't a one time thing?!" Noah questions. Just then Harrison's door opens and he walks out, looking exhausted.

"What's going on?" He asks while yawning.

"What's going on is my little sister is living in a house full of boys without anyone here to keep order!" Noah shouts. Harrison looks at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Rylee's brother." I whisper, pointing my head at Tom's door as my eyes widen a bit.

"How bout we go talk over a cup of tea." Harrison suggests. Noah furrows his eyebrows a bit.

"Or, you could have coffee. Point is, let's go talk." Harrison says. He lets out another yawn as we all head downstairs.

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