Why is he perfect ?

Brotherly love

Quickly I try and run into the kitchen , until I'm shoved back by a pair of arms, Liam's arms to be exact.

"Rosie do you want to die ?" Liam asks

"Liam is this a horror story?" I reply

"No" says Liam hesitantly

"Then I won't , now if you'll excuse me I need to have food". And with a swish of my plait I leave him and walk into the kitchen.

Now don't get me wrong I love my brothers, but sometimes they are really strange for example what Liam was saying before, I mean who does that !

As I headed for the fridge I saw mum and dad in deep discussion,

"Morning" I called out to them as I opened the fridge.

" Morning sweetie " mum replies with a small smile playing in her lips.

"Honey Harry is in a bad mood, so I would hurry if I were you" dad states calmly,

"I know don't worry" I comment as I sit down with my bowl of oats.

As fast as I can I eat not bothering to savour any flavour , ha ! That rhymed.

I run up the stairs to then swoop into my bathroom to. brushing my teeth at break neck speed, afterwards I grab my bag before rushing downstairs and out the door .

Whew I need to breathe .

As I'm waiting for Harry to open the car I switch on my phone and flick through some snapchat stories, I smile at the stupidity of some of them. Suddenly my phone vibrates in my hand, I glance at the notification 'I know who you are' it reads looking up to see who it's from I repetitively re-read unknown number . my breathing hitches, shock written all over my face.

I hear heavy footsteps stomp towards the car, trying to remove the shocked look on my face I strained to give Harry a smile. questionably he looks at me before pulling me into his embrace. Right at that moment it was all I needed. brotherly love.