Up In My Head (Harry Styles/One Direction) [EDITING]

Epilogue; Best Song Ever

3 months later...

"C'mon, Leon!" I shouted as loud as I could and threw the door into my little brother's room wide open. It slammed hard into the dark blue wall and made the few frames on it shatter.

"Urgh...," Leon mumbled sheepishly as I walked straight through the room and removed the blinds from the windows. A thick grey light, not very bright at all, made its way into the bedroom and Leon tried to throw a pillow at me while pressing the other one to his face. He missed me with an inch.

"Leon, I need to be ready to go in twenty minutes. GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF THE BED!" I threw the pillow back at him and felt a delightful smile spread over my lips as the heavy sound of the pillow hitting him hard in the back reached my ears. "And I thought you had a very important meeting with that Gwen at eight o'clock..."

The past month, Leon hadn't been able to stop talking about that girl, Gwen Brown, in his English class and he'd finally had the courage to ask her out. Now, the Monday after their first date, he was supposed to meet her outside her house to walk to school together. I didn't really know who she was but I trusted Leon's opinion.

"Shut up, it's only five thirty," my brother muttered into the pillow and didn't make any attempt to leave his bed. His dark brown hair was messy, his base back pale against his black bed sheets.

"It's seven fifteen," I told him calmly.

"WHAT!?"

"Yes, so can you please get out of -"

He was already out of the room, running for the bathroom to take a shower and leaving me standing like a fool.

A cold wind hit me straight in the face as I opened the door and stepped out in the cold December air. It had rained again during the night; thick rain, the one with snow mixed into it. The wet snow had gotten caught by the roadside as big limps of greyish, almost snow looking, substance, wetting the already wet pavement. The sky, dark grey as the pavement itself, was dominated by thick clouds that were threatening with releasing a wall of rain any minute and the lit streetlights gave the road outside mine and Leon's apartment a weird and creepy looking light. The sun hasn't risen yet even though it was 7:45 am but I knew it would take another thirty minutes for it to look out over the rooftops in the capital. Well, that's if it managed to fight its way through the thick clouds which would be a miracle.

"What a bloody weather," Leon complained and zipped his jacket.

I loved the way he'd already gotten himself a nice and clean British accent even though we'd only lived in the middle of London for just about three months. Even words as 'bloddy' had gotten a natural place in his new British dictionary. Before the move, Leon would never even have thought the though of saying 'bloody'. He would have used the f word instead. Louis had even made my brother enjoy some proper Yorkshire Tea and considering the fact that he had never liked tea in his entire life, that was quite a big step in the progress if becoming British.

Let me just tell you one thing; being selfish wasn't really my strong side...

So, just a few days after the weekend with One Direction'a concert in Germany and we'd gotten to London, I booked a flight ticket for Leon. I couldn't just leave him at home when I could give him a better life. So I'd forced him to come to London with me, even though it wasn't that hard to convince him.

Harry had wanted me to buy me an apartment since I couldn't move in with him with my brother. The love of my life had even asked me if he could get me a car but I had said blankly no in both cases; I hated the thought of having to rely on someone else. But my new job as One Direction's official personal assistant was quite well paid and it wasn't hard to get a loan and buy myself and Leon an apartment in the outside of London.