Dont Let Me Play Alone •*•On Hold•*•

Chapter 3: Unknown number

~Unknown POV~

I sat in front if the laptop screen, just reading the story that's been going around for two days now. My eyes have been glued to the screen and I have no intention of moving them away. There were multiple photos with the story, I just couldn't believe they were true. I was angry, but I can't let them get away.

"Niall Horan of One Direction was spotted yesterday shopping with two mystery girls. Fans who followed the boys on Twitter had asked questions, that received a comment that shook most of the fandom. He said: "These are my sisters." All over twitter fans have been tweeting Niall for the past day, questioning him. His only response was that he would have explanations when him, the rest of the group, and his sisters will answer when they go in for an interview within this week.

I clicked out of YouTube and clambered up slowly from my old mattress, setting the laptop down. Stretching I rubbed my sore stomach, and grimaced slightly with pain. I walked to the window, placing my hands on the sill and sighed. I just looked down devising a plan while watching neighborhood kids riding around on their bikes. One that stood out was the only blonde haired boy, laughing and looking over at my house.

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~Niall's POV~

"Ahhh!.. Niall,.. please!.... Stoppp! Please.." Isobel shrieked and laughed uncontrollably as I tickled her sides.

"I don't know. I mean you did eat half of my sandwich. So you do have to be punished and if I remember clearly, you are extremely ticklish." I chuckled as she kept laughing, tears starting to form. She was dying of laughter and I just kept chuckling.

"Hey what's going on?" Harry and Louis came running in looking worried, until they saw us.

"Niall what are you doing to her?" Louis said looking amused.

"Louis..Harry, help me. Ah!" She spoke between its of laughter, while trying to take in deep breaths.

"What happened?" Harry now crossed his arms as Louis sat on the couch, Liam and Zayn now walking in to see what the commotion is all about. They stood next to Jessie while she continued to enjoy her own sandwich that I made her. She was the smart one, not taking half of mine, though Isobel thought it was a good idea since she finished hers first.

"Bel ate my half of my sandwich. She's being punished." I said, watching as she kept trying to swat at my face without success.

"Ooh. Bad move, love. You're lucky he's just tickling you. Could've been worse." Harry now sat down, the others chuckling. They know better and now so does she.

"Alright.. Alright. Come on, Ni. Let her up, or i'll eat the other half. Jessie said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Fine." I was letting her up, which was bad because she then tackled me and fake punched me.

"I hate you, know that?" Bel said walking off, sitting next to Liam.

"Nah! I'm your favorite brother and you know that. Oh and speaking of brother, you guys need to call Greg. I called him, mum, and dad and told them about you two coming back. They want to invite us all to dinner some time for catching up." I said while grabbing my plate to finish eating.

"Great. I'll call them later, as soon as you give me the number." Bel said getting up to grab a bowl of pretzels, sitting back down and eating a couple.

"You guys really are related." Liam chuckled as she just looked up at him, something extra in her eye. I just can't tell what though, I'll find out soon enough.

"Yep. Bel also has an endless pit for a stomach." I say putting my plate away and sitting back down.

"What about you, Jessie?" Harry looked at her, all of us following his movement.