We stopped infront of an enormous mansion.
Wow. I gasped. I didn't think they were this rich. This is far from what I expected.
"Do you like it?" Mrs. Styles said... I mean mom said when we got out of their car.
"I fûckîng love it." They looked at me and when I realized what I said, I immediately covered my mouth. God, I'm sure they're thinking that I'm a bad teenager now. Well I kinda am, but I still don't want them to think awful things about me. God I'm sure they're going to change their mind now, I'm sure they don't want me to live with them anymore. Ugh! Why am I so stupid?!
"I'm sorry." I muttered. They smiled at me. What? They're not mad? If they we're my parents, my real parents, I'm sure I'm grounded for a week now. This family is a lot more awesome than I thought.
"Don't be sorry. Our son curse in every sentence he say so we're pretty used to it now." Mom said. We were both laughing then suddenly someone hugged my waist from behind. I jumped.
"Harry!" Mr. Styles scolded. I turned around and saw a tall boy, with gorgeous green eyes and long curly hairs. I suddenly felt ashamed. His hair look better than mine.
"Hey lil sis." He smirked. Dàmn, I can tell that he's a pretty cocky boy. But I must admit, he's pretty hot. I mentally slapped myself by thinking that he's hot.
God, Sarah! He's your brother!
"Do you want to show her our house Harry? "Mom asked him. No, please say no!
"Yeah so you can start with getting to know each other." Mr. Styles said. He licked his lips and nodded. Dàmn it.
He held my hand and pulled me inside their house, or should I say my new house. I gasped when we entered. Diamond chandeliers, glass tables, tiled floor, white and yellow couches, an enormous TV... Fûck.
"Nice huh? Welcome to your new house sissy." He put his arm on my shoulders but I suddenly felt nervous so I removed it.
"Ok so this is our living room, and now I'm going to show you to our kitchen." He smiled.
The kitchen is as big as my old house. There's a big glass table in the middle with 12 fancy chairs around it, two refrigerators 3 times bigger than ours, 3 stoves and a large kitchen counter. I already feel that this will be my favorite part of the house. Well, apart from my new room of course.
"Now let's go upstairs." He said after showing me the guest rooms and the bathrooms except his parents'. Every room has its' own bathrooms. Great, our old house only had a shitty and small bathroom. I'm loving this house already.
This house is enormous. It has everything. A library, a gym, a playroom full of xboxes, play stations, Wii, with a TV slightly smaller than the one that's in the living room. Harry said it's his favorite room.
"I'm going to show you my room." My eyes widened in shock. I shook my head to remove all the dirty thoughts in my mind. He's your brother Sarah. BROTHER.
"I'm sorry but I want to see my room first."
"Miss, I'm sorry but my mom and Lucy are not finished with your room yet." I assume that Lucy is the one who clean the house. Well, That means I'm going to sleep in one of their guest rooms.
"So that means, I'm going to sleep in a guest room? I asked him. He shakes his head and smirked.
"No, you're going to sleep in my room because mom don't want you to sleep in a guest room because she thinks it's not right because you're a part of the family now and you're not a guest."
Oh hell no.
