Louis Tomlinson's Little Sister

The call

Lilly POV

I woke up to the sound of someone trying to call me. I looked at my watch, 10:23 am. I had been asleep for 2 hours after I had gone back to bed.

The ringing stopped. I slowly got out of bed to look at who was trying to call me. As I was walking across the soft spongy carpet the ringing started again. I got to my desk and unplugged my phone and turning off the charger. I looked at who it was, it was just a random number. 

I was bored and didn't know what to do so I just decided to answer the phone. 

"Hello?" I said into the phone waiting for a response. I could hear yelling in the background. It sounded like a whole bunch of boys. I rolled my eyes "Hello?" Someone said. "Is this Lilly Tomlinson?" Do I say yes? I mean I am Lilly Tomlinson. But I know that I shouldn't just say yes without knowing anything about the other person first. "Who is this?" I asked. Silence. 

"I think it's better to show you."

What? A second later I got a notification requesting to FaceTime. It was the same number as before. As I hit accept the screen filled with a blonde haired boy wearing a black shirt with a white denim sleeveless vest over the top. I have a feeling I recognise him, but I don't know where from. "Who are you?" I asked again. "You don't know me?" He asked looking shocked, "Well I recognise you but I don't where from!" I quickly corrected myself. He just looked at me stunned for a second before quickly recovering. "Ok uhm well...there's only really one way to say this..." He said.

"I'm Niall Horan."

CLIFF HANGEEEERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT!