FIRST IMPRESSIONS

new home and new friends

hi, so this is my first story on here i also have it on the one direction fan fiction site. im actually nearly finished writting it:)

could you please comment or fan, im not really sure how this site works, but i'll figure it out. feel free to ask me to read one of your stories, ill tell you how it is :)

anyway ill put the story up now. x

I was sitting in the T.V room at home, eating my dinner, when I heard the door open and footsteps echo through the house. I jumped up and ran straight into the arms of my Dad. “Dad, I’ve missed you so much!” I sniffled into his shoulder.

“I’ve missed you too, Rhi!” he took a step back and took in my appearance. I quickly wiped under my eyes to get rid of the makeup that would now be running.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful girl, Rhi.” he smiled, eyes shining with tears.

Oh God…this wayyyyy to TV reunion. Don’t cry… and… you’re crying.

“I second that opinion!” a deep voice sounded from behind my Dad. I peered around to find Louis standing with his hands in his pockets and a smirk on his face.

“We meet again! I told you I’d be back.” he grinned.

“No you didn’t.” I smiled, happy to see him.

“Oh…well can we just pretend I did?” he asked.

I raised an eyebrow at Louis, and looked to my Dad for an explanation.

As in: why the hell is Louis in my house????

“Ah, so you’ve already met one of my five boys.” Dad beamed in a very Dad-like fashion.

 My mouth dropped open. “Woah, woah, WOAH. Hold up. You have five sons!?!?!?”

“No sweetie, they’re clients.” he laughed

“Yeah, I knew that…” I said coolly as I leaned my back against the wall, trying to cover up my mistake.

(Not very successfully, might I add.)

“I’ll introduce you to the others. They’re in the kitchen, but one of them is still M.I.A., apparently.” he motioned for me to follow him.  

3 boys sat at the kitchen bench eating some kind of take-out food. They all turned around to face us as we made our entrance.

“Vas happening?” a black haired boy smiled at us. He had dark skin and gorgeous dark brown eyes, rimmed with thick lashes, the type that girls would kill for. He looked like he might have had some sort of Indian heritage or something.

“His catchphrase.” Louis explained under his breath.

“Boys, this is my daughter Rhi. She’s come to live with me.” Dad laughed “Don’t be too hard on her.” I snorted. If these boys thought they could mess with me, they had another thing coming.

“I have to go finish off some work. Play nice, you guys.” He said with a wink, and swept out the door, stopping only to plant a kiss on my forehead.

The four guys and I sat in silence.

Well this is…

“AWKWARD TURTLE!” Louis yelled, sending the boys into a laughing fit.

I stood watching them, feeling completely out of depth.

Dude, these British boys are weirddddd…

Once they had all calmed down, I decided I should probably say something.

“So…I have one rule; you mess with me, I’ll mess with you. Got it?” I said, sending each of them a glare. I maintained my composure for a total of about 3 seconds before I cracked up. I didn’t know why, but these guys had something about them that was likable.

After my little joke, the three boys introduced themselves as: Zayn, (Mr Vas-Happening), Niall (a cute little blonde guy) and Liam (who seemed to be the mature one…and also kinda reminded me of the good old JB). Then of course, there was Louis, who had decided he was my new ‘bestie’. (His term, not mine, you can tell.)

The four of them were, to put it bluntly, the weirdest guys I had ever met. That is, in the best way possible.

And hey, did I mention that they were all rather attractive?

I was beginning to think that I might like London after all.