Elliot Horan
After silencing myself in the car, I managed to get some sleep before arriving at the hotel.
Niall woke me up, gently shaking my shoulders, "Elle.........Elle..........Elle." he says the last one aggressively as a joke, I know he's not angry.
I notice he's not sat in the driver's seat anymore, he is leaning into the car through the passenger door. He has also taken all my bags inside so I must've been in a really deep sleep.
"Sorry, I fell asleep, do we have to go to the boys straight away? I wanna straighten up first." I say in order to give myself enough time to mentally and emotionally prepare myself.
"Don't apologise, I got some great pictures," he jokes about that all the time, taking the worst angled photos of me, "and we are kinda sharing a room with the boys. It's a big penthouse though, so you will have your own space."
I sigh and climb out of the car, pushing Niall out of the way with my shoulder. He knows I'm not angry at him, I'm angry at the situation.
"Elle, it'll be fine, the boys are out so you can run straight to your room and freshen up, yeah?" He says trying trying to make the situation better in anyway he possibly can.
"Forget it," I mumble under my breath just so Niall could hear me. This is not in anyway his fault but I can still be frustrated at the situation I've been put in.
He goes to the reception desk and picks up two keycards. He gives me one and walks over to the elevator.
It was a very luxurious hotel. It had marble flooring, and white pillars from the floor to the ceiling. Big chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, beautiful pieces of art painted onto the walls. This hotel had to be worth billions of pounds.
The elevator had white marble flooring like the lobby, but it had dark oak walls. A huge mirror stretched from wall to wall, and travelling halfway down the wall. There is a gold railing, travelling along three walls, it cuts off as it reaches the door. It is dimly lit, but not too dark, it was rather relaxing.
Niall presses his keycard at the top of the elevator buttons and presses the button that says "52a". I know this is going to take a minute or two, so I allow myself to zone out.
I am thinking of all the boys, I find it rather intimidating that I'm only eighteen and going to stay with five twenty one year old men. I know nothing will happen but it still scares me.
I've never even hugged a boy (other than Niall), which I haven't done since the incident took place. I'm going to change it all on this tour.
The elevator pings and I'm knocked out of my trance, Niall allows me to step out first. He steps out as well, seeing three of the boys sat on the couch.
I immediately get a knot in my stomach, a lump in my throat and a sickness in my chest.
"Ni! You said they were out!" I whisper shout to him kind of aggressively. I don't realise that I was slightly too loud and they all hear me.
They turn around and see my back to them, and Niall gives me a guilty smile, which makes me turn around.
I see that Louis, Liam and Zayn were all staring at me with a rather shocked expression.
I felt my cheeks burning up and my hands starting to shake.
They knew I was coming.....right?
"Well well well, who've we got here then Nialler?" Liam asks from the middle of the couch, he says it in a mocking tone, with a snide grin on his face. I think he was expecting me to be a girlfriend or something. I can feel myself going bright red, I've met Liam before but it was last year, I looked completely different.
"Shut up Liam!" Niall immediately shuts him down, before making anymore comments. "She's my sister, she's coming on tour with us!"
The three boys look in a we're gonna have fun with this kind of way. They look like they seriously wanted to mess with my head.
"Right, well, I'm going to go to my room and get a shower," I speak for the first time since being here, Niall gives me an understanding look. I'm expecting him to give me directions, but when he goes and sits with the boys, I know I have to find it myself.
I walk up the spiral staircase with a glass railing, I'm finally allowing the views to kick in from the nerves in my body slowing down.
On the first floor there's a whole wall of windows travelling from the floor to the ceiling, that room is the kitchen.
The kitchen is a mess, it's got dirty dishes everywhere.
Great, I'm living with pigs.
My eyes travel to the living room, has six seats, one couch that seats three people, two reclining chairs and a bean bag. All the furniture is black with white cushions.
I draw my eyes away from the boys, and carry on walking up the stairs. As I reach the top I see a hallway with seven doors. I know one of these is the bathroom, I just have to figure out which one. I also need to find my bedroom.
I open the first door on my left, I take a quick peak inside to see nothing but an empty bedroom.
I move to the door on my right and I see the same empty room.
I get to the fifth door and open it, to my unfortunate surprise, Harry is lying on the bed with a brunette girl straddling his hips.
He sees me in the doorway and throws the girl to the bed. He starts moving towards the door.
Oh shit.
My body goes into panic mode and I can do nothing but freeze as he approaches me.
Before long, he's standing in front of me, my eyes meeting his broad chest, covered by a Rolling Stones shirt. I can feel him looking down at me, but I'm too afraid to move.
He's a lot bigger than me and could take me out in one hit.
"Who are you, princess?" his voice is deep and he speaks in a mocking tone.
"I- I'm Niall's sister, Elliot." I wanted to add the you can call me Elle, but now didn't seem the right time, and I don't think he'd care.
"Ah. Elliot, yeah I remember the management saying something about a girl joining us on tour," he doesn't seem happy.
I look up at him, his jaw is sharp, he looks angry.
"So, are you going to stand there all day Elliot?" I'm fixed on his eyes, he hides so many things in those emerald green irises.
"Umm. Where's the bathroom? I need a shower." I look down at my feet, my black trainers fixed against the dark oak flooring.
"Well, that's too bad, I was just about to have a shower." He turns to the girl on the bed, signalling her to go with him.
My eyes are glossed, I can feel tears in them, but I don't know why. He places his large hand on the girl's lower back, directing her towards the bathroom.
They walk past me and go to the seventh door of the hallway.
They enter the bathroom and Harry gives me an evil grin as he closes the door.
I walk to the sixth door, I see all my cases in my room. As I am about to get changed, I hear something from next door.
Moaning.
a/n: it's getting good
if you have any recommendations of things to happen to Elle let me know if I like the idea I'll use it and give you a shoutout.
look after yourselves and tpwk 🤍🦋
also sorry for the long chapter.
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