Styles' Baby Sister

Chapter Four

Eve's POV

"...so we're only going to London, that's where thr first shows are. It's only a two hour drive." Harry droned on cheerfully.

"I know I've been before,loads of times" I replied sharply.

His smile faded and he sighed.

"Eve,I know you don't want to come but we're all looking forward to this tour so don't ruin it for us, okay?!" he said loudly.

I was taken aback by his outburst, so I shrugged and looked out of the window.

"Anyway,some rules. No number 2s on the bus,it stinks it out. Be nice to everyone,especially fans. Oh, and no dating any of the boys, including the 5 Seconds of Summer boys."

I snorted. "Like any of them are actually nice."

"Eve,you haven't seen them in years. I promise they've changed."

"Okay," I replied sarcastically,raising my hands in defeat.

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The rest of the journey was spent in silence with the occasional humming along with songs. Finally, we reached Harry's apartment block. It looked new, and very modern. I wouldn't admit it,but I loved it.

Harry helped me take my suitcases up to his third floor apartment. We stood in the elevator awkwardly as it reached his floor.

He fumbled with his keys until he found the right one and opened the door.

As I dragged my suitcases in the door, four pairs of eyes turned to look at me. I didn't know Harry was having company. I quickly looked  around to take in the four guys staring at me.

The first one had a brown quiffed hair and a genuine,happy smile. But,he looked unsure and a bit uncomforable. The expression was shared by the other three boys.

The second one had black quiffed hair and was quite good looking,a bit like a model.

The third one had brown hair styled in a quiff. He looked cute, and fluffy. God, Eve, fluffy?! Really?

The fourth one had dyed blond hair which was brown at the roots,styled in a quiff. These boys certainly liked quiffs. I noticed that blondie had really beautiful blue eyes,that I realised I was staring at.

All together they weren't so bad looking. Well, at least I now know why half of Britain are in love with them.

"So, are you Harry's new girlfriend?" brown quiff said, in what I recognised as a Doncaster accent.

I burst out laughing.

"His? His girlfriend?...Really? You are funny. Nope, I'm unfortunately his sister."

I finally stopped laughing,turning around to see four shocked faces.

I couldn't work out why, then I slowly began to realise.

A certain Styles hadn't told them I was coming.

{This is a filler,I hate it and its short too :(  since wattpad finally decided to let me have bold and itallic on my phone,my chapters will kinda go back to normal. Also follow my twitter @idkniallhorann love you guys.x}