27 Minutes -Larry Stylinson-

Time for truth.

I'm YorkshirePerrie. All credits go to Happinessintime for she is the person who wrote this book. I'll try to update weekly so it can be open to fully read for everyone soon.

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July 15th, 9:42 pm.

I've spent the past two hours crying, laughing and smiling to myself. Looking over every photo in my album and remembering each story that comes with it. So may great times in my life have been within the past few years with the boys but there was definitely more before I met them.

I love remembering each time my my parents brought home a new baby sister for me. Most boys would probably be upset with having four sisters but I never was. With each new sibling I became even more overjoyed and protective. I remember being so young when Lottie was first brought home but I was right by my mums side the entire time. I wanted to help with everything! I couldn't even take my eyes off of her for days. It was the same with all of them and I instantly stepped into the big brother role.

They certainly pestered me a lot growing up but it was all in good fun. I couldn't even count how many times I woke up with my hair fixed or makeup on my face. Even them going as far as giving me a manicure fit with nail polish. I was their favorite dress up doll and never once did I get angry at them.

My sisters are my world and I cherish them so much. I couldn't imagine them seeing me in the state I am now, which is why I haven't been home in months. I feel a frown slide onto my face as I quickly grab my phone and dialing my mums number not caring what the time was. I needed them to know I loved them, even if it was the last time.

"Hello?" A worn out voice said after a few rings.

"Mum? Did I wake you?" I hear shuffling before her voice perks up.

"Louis? Oh hi baby boy! No you didn't I was just reading honey, how are you?" She says. I smile to myself just hearing her voice. My mum really is my rock and my longest lasting best friend. I've always told her everything, even about my feelings for Harry. She wasn't surprised when I told her, only rolling her eyes and saying 'It was about time you figured it out!'. She always knew the right thing to say and right now, I needed her.

"I'm... Okay?" I say in response.

"What's wrong sweetie?" She always senses when something is wrong. I guess it's that damn mothers instinct that kids can never escape.

"I'm just tired." I say, implying a different meaning to the word tired.

"I'm listening.."

"I don't know what to really say Mum.." I sigh. "I've just been stressed lately and I'm just sat her looking through my photo album and missing you and the girls."

"Oh honey we all miss you too.. We haven't seen you in months you know and the girls are starting to question why." I flinch at her response knowing I'm hurting them.

"I know.. I'm sorry I've been distracted.."

"Eleanor?" She spits out her name like its a disease. I chuckle lightly and say, "No, just things on my mind is all.."

"Lou, you know you can tell me anything right?" She asks trying to get me to spill my guts to her. I stay silent on my end for a few minutes pondering what I can say. I take a deep breath and speak softly and sadly into the phone.

"I just miss him.." She sighs on the other end and hums sadly in response. "Mum, can I ask you something?"

"Of course honey." She says.