Chapter 6 - The Band

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Nicole's POV

As we are about to get out of Harry's car, around 30 girls start to surround the whole car.

"What's going on?" I ask him in a surprised tone.

"Shit," he mutters. "Um, these are our fans. We love them, but sometimes they're a little crazy. I have to find something to cover up your face so the fans don't think I have a girlfriend."

Oh. I forgot the press didn't know he had a sister. "Well I can just put my hood up and duck?" I suggested as he looked for something in the back seat.

"Hmm, it'll have to work. Don't say anything and don't let go of me, okay?" He said.

"Got it," I replied. Then he got out of the car and started to walk over to my side of the car. When he openned my door, I kept my head down like I was told. The second I got out, I felt hands trying to grab me from every direction. I grabbed the front of my hood so they couldn't see my face. Harry's hold on me was so tight my hand started to go numb. As we walked to the door of a very tall building, two men in all black openned the door for us. Once we were inside, I lifted my hand to put my hood back.

A hand grabbed mine. "Wait till we get into the elevator, Miss." The voice was unfamiliar, but the look Harry gave me was reassuring. We all walked through the openvdoors and were silent till they shut.

"Woah, that was insane," I said. "They're all your fans?"

"Oh trust me thats nothing," Harry smiled. "Just wait till I bring you to one of my concerts!"

"I can't wait," I whispered hugging my brother.
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Once the elevator stops, we all step out into a massive room that looks like a penthouse suite.

"Holy shit Harry! Is this your apartment??" I ask with wide eyes while I try to take in every detail of the massive room.

Harry laughs, "No Coley, this is basically where the band has meetings and just hangs out and stuff," my heart skips a beat when he uses my childhood nickname in the first time that feels like forever.

"Harry? Where are you man?" an Irish accent yells. Probably Niall. I know them all from interviews and music videos but that's about all I know. I hear many footsteps and loud voices from down the hallway.

"In here guys! There's someone I want you all to meet, hurry up!" he yells back at the boy.

When they walk in, they all go silent. "Damn man, is this a new girlfriend? She's gorgeous!" the black haired boy says to Harry while staring at me. This is Zayn.

Harry slaps zayn in the arm. "No Zayn! You guys, I would like you all to meet my little sister Nicole," he says with a smile across his face.

"Hey guys! It's nice to finally meet you, and not just see you on the cover of a damn magazine," I glare at Harry and he laughs and shrugs his shoulders.

"Oh my god!! How come you never told us you had a sister Harry?? Where have you been hiding her? Okay enough questions Liam," the boy says to himself.

"Seriously!! Rude Harry! I'm Louis, the best of the band. The dummy right there is Liam but you already knew that," all the boys laugh at Liam while he blushes.

"I'm Zayn, the mysterious one, and this is Niall", the tall black haired boy points to the blonde who has the biggest smile across his face.

"It's nice to know ya Nicole! Guess what boys? I think it's time..." He looks at all the boys and they all smirk to each other.

Oh god. "Um... time for what exactly?" I feel nervous as to what they're about to make me do.

"GROUP HUG!!!" They all scream in unison and come running to hug me in the most suffocating but comforting way possible.

I hug them all back and think to myself: This feels like home.

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    HEY GUYS! Hahaha I think it's been four years since I last updated ? so sorry I totally forgot about this but I think I'm going to start updating more because this seems like fun (:

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