The Savior {one direction}

06.

Liam's pov

I stepped off the elevator. A boy with blonde hair waves someone off and I seen a door slam. The boy looks at me with confusion. I keep walking but turn my head to see what he's staring at but the elevator door was already closing. I walk down the hallway until I see the numbers 512 plastered on the door. This is where dad said Ana is living.

My sister shouldn't be living in a dump like this when there's a penthouse ready at her request.

I knocked on the door. It was instantly answered. "Hello, may I help you"? He said in a polite tone. But I could tell by his appearance he was anything but polite. Just like my sister he had many tattoos. They say never judge a book by its cover. But they also say, never say never.

"Is Ana here?" I asked. He looked at me up and down. "Who's asking?" He turned his head just another boy appeared. His hair in curls and draped over his face. "Who are you?" He looks at me like I'm some kind of robber sticking him up.

"I'm Liam, im looking for my sister Ana." I say nonchalantly.  "Why don't you come in, she left around 5 this morning. Hopefully she'll be back soon."  He smirks. His voice is sleazy and irritating but I walk in anyway. I knew Ana was an early bird but five is a new record.

The entry way was a long and narrow hallway with a bunch of painting running along it.
It was classy in some ways but once I got to the poster of a girl with barley anything on but a two piece bikini I wanted to walk out.

But I didn't instead I pulled out my phone and called my infamous sister Ana who would kill me if I actually called her by her real name Infront of her. When she picked up I couldn't help but laugh at her greeting "Yo bro bro."

I rolled my eyes "Carter,Where are you?" I could hear her sigh through the other end. " I'm every where and nowhere. How about you?" I gave out a chuckle , "I'm standing here with you lovely friends" she sucked her teeth "First of all there not my friends, and are you at my current housing" I face palmed. I loved the way she talked but sometimes it was obscured.

"Yes I am." I had nearly forgot about the two boys in the room. The curly haired one was staring me down with a smug look. I returned and focused my attention back to the phone.

"Carter where are you?" She chuckled "Turn around." She replied. I did as she said and all I saw was a broken coffee table and a blanket covering a brown couch.  "Your not there." I  sighed through the phone. She was starting to get to me as always. "But you thought I was." She laughed. Probley at her ability to trick people so good they don't even know there getting played.

I was evidently pissed "Ana where the fuck are you." At that note the door opened and showed my pissed sister. She walked fiercely down the narrow walkway. Once she got to the living room she punched my arm.  "Don't ever call me by that name again."