Perfect Stranger

I've been watching you all night.

We just stood there. Was something wrong?

"You guys look amazing!!" Harry and Niall said on cue.

I smiled. I walked over to Niall and got on my tiptoes. My height always effecting what I did. I was so short. I kissed him on the lips. I was so glad to be able to finally do that.

"You look just beyond gorgeous." Niall said to me as he wrapped his hands around my back.

"Awe thank you. You look pretty good too but not as good as me." I said to him winking. I couldn't wink at all so when I did it looked like my eye was having a spasm. I didn't care though because around Niall I could be myself. I didn't have to hide the real me. That's what I liked Niall mostly for. He didn't judge me at all. He laughed and opened up the fridge.

"There's nothing in there, sorry. We haven't gone shopping yet."

I told him and glanced over at Peyton. She was having a make out session with Harry. The way they kissed so passionately was beautiful. I knew they would be together forever. I was staring at them lost that I didn't notice they stopped. I was just looking at them.

"Uh why are you being a creeper?" Peyton asked me.

I laughed. "No I just got distracted by your relationship with Harry. It's really cute you know." I said to her as I turned around trying to hide a tear spilling down my cheek. I was jealous. I wanted Harry. I wanted Zayn or I did want him but couldn't have him because he was my brother. But I had Niall and he was all I needed I just didn't realize it yet. He was the one for me not Harry not anybody except Niall.

"Aria? Are you ok love?" Niall asked me and pulled my hair out of my face.

"Yeah I'm uh f-fine there was just something in my eye, that's all." I gave him a reassuring smile, but he didn't look to convinced. "I promise. Lets go, I need a drink." I said grabbing onto his hand.

We pulled into one of the most busiest clubs in London. It was called Funky Bhudda. I walked in staring at everybody on the dance floor, people getting drinks, and people beyond wasted acting like asses. I thought of Zayn. I haven't talked to him since I found out the big news between us.

"Hey I'm going to invite Zayn." I said to them all.

"What who's that?" Niall asked me. Oh shit I didn't even tell him. How could I forget.

"My brother. I haven't seen him in a little bit and I just want Harry and you to meet him." I told him as I released his hand.

He didn't say anything, he just stared at his shoes. "I'll explain more later, I promise." I told him and he looked up with a slight smile on his face.

I walked out of the building and grabbed my phone. I slowly dialed Zayn's number making sure it was the right thing to do. He was my brother and I wouldn't be able to avoid him for the rest of my life. That night when we found out we were brother and sister, I came so close to telling him I liked him. I pressed the call button on my phone before I even made a choice wether or not it was a good thing to do. He picked up after the first ring.

"Hello?" He asked his accent very weak.

"Uh hey Zayn it's Aria. I wanted to know if you wanted to come down to this club place to hangout and stuff and meet some people?" I asked him while picking at a piece of dirt on the ground.

He didn't reply right away. Should I just say never mind or what?

"Yeah I guess, uh which club?" He finally said.

"Funky Bhudda." I said while slipping my heel back on my foot.

"Ok see you in a little bit." He said sighing.