Life with One Direction

Chapter 2: The Arrival

Brice's POV

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We were finally home, and away from that jerk ex-boyfriend of hers. Why did she even like that guy? He was always mean to her, he yelled at her, he cheated on her. I HATE HIM. Oh.. Megan's angry. She just slammed another door. I thought to myself. As I got closer to her door I heard what sounded like crying. I slowly turned the knob. The girl, that was always happy, who was friends with everyone, my sister, just got her heart broken again, by the same guy that broke it before. When I actually got a look inside the room, I realized that she really loved him. But he didn't love her. She had pictures of them all over her room. The walls, her dresser, they were everywhere. But as I got closer to the pictures I saw him with her, and he didn't look like he ever loved her. Now I look at her, she was broken, and so was her hand. It wasn't till now that I realized she had been punching the floor, and the wall.

"Meg, Stop it!" I yelled being the big brother it was my job. But she only cryed harder. "Megan, PLEASE, just stop this, please Meg." I whispered. I didn't realize that I was crying until she wiped away the tear on my cheek.

"I'm sorry Brice, he just. He really hurt me this time." She told me. "But Meg, he hurt you every time, why is this one any different?" I just HAD to ask. But she didn't reply. I knew she wouldn't as soon as the words out of my mouth. "That's it I need to call uncle Paul." I told her as I grabbed my phone from my pocket. "Why?" That's all she said. "Because, you're going to spend some time in Cheshire. That's why." Then I shut the door to her room and entered my own. "Yeah. Your going to Cheshire Meg."

Megan's POV

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I'm not going to Cheshire! No flipping way! Oh what now I thought to myself. Who would be knocking on my door right now. I knew one thing, if it was Alex, the door wouldn't open at all! I never want to see that jerk again... Oh My GOD.. Is this really happening? 

"Hello?" I said sounding just a wee bit shy as I opened the door.

"Ello Meg. How are ya?" He asked.

"Good" I told him. I started feeling uncomfortable as I saw four more sets of eyes looking me up and down, and five huge smiles spread across their faces. Now I knew he wasn't kidding.

"I told you didn't I?" Louis said with a smile

"Yeah. Wow, you weren't kidding then, um, okay..... Come on in." I smiled, oh jeez I sure hope I didn't embarrass myself. I haven't seen these guys in FOREVER!!

"Alright." Louis said smiling, as I stepped to the side letting them in.

"Hey, I just got off the phone with uncle Paul, you leave tomorrow....." Brice trailed off. I could tell he was confused about what was going on.

"Excuse us for just a moment." I said as I grabbed Brice's arm pulling him into the kitchen. "Isn't that?" He trailed off

"For the love of god, FINISH YOUR SENTENCE!" I giggled at him as I went to the pantry. Niall was here, so I figured he was hungry. "Yes! Zebra cakes! Awesome. Yeah its One Direction. You of all people should remember." I told him grabbing eight sodas from the fridge.

"WE are giving them these then you talk so I can make sure ALL of my One Direction posters are in a box under my bed." I giggled as we walked back to the living-room. I tossed a soda to each of them, then I threw the box of zebra cakes to Liam. "Make sure everybody gets one, so that way Niall can't eat them all." I giggled.

"See Niall, I told you she'd remember you!" Zayn chucked.

I walked into my room only to see the blood from my and on the rug I put over the hardwood. I took it and put it in the laundry room. I took all the pictures of me and Alex off the walls and replaced them with the pictures that Paul and the boys always send me. Every year for the past 5 years I get a picture of Paul and the boys. Sometimes, the boys take pictures of themselves and send them to me. Funny, serious, goofy, even selfies they take on the bus, they send them, and I print them out on my special photo paper, frame them, and hang them up.

 "Okay, oh my god guys you, wha- what happened in here?!?" I asked them I got back to the living room and there was zebra cake EVERYWHERE!!!

"Well erm.. you see.. erm.... Oh god, you want the truth?" Harry asked me rubbing the back of his neck , smiling...... He was blushing.

Harry's POV

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"Yes Haz I want the truth." Megan told me.

I smiled and laughed, shoving my hands in my pockets. Stop it. I thought, I can feel my cheeks turning pink. Oh my god. I hope she can't see it...

"Okay, um we were just sitting here, goofing around. And Niall spilled cake on Liam's pants and he was just joshing, so me, being the cheeky jerk, that I am, I just shoved a piece of cake on his face, they threw cake at me and um, well, here we are!" I finished looking around spreading my arms spinning around gesturing at, well everywhere.

After Megan left the room I stood and talked to Zayn for a minute. "I wish I could tell her how hot she looks right now. I wish I could tell her a lot. But I cant, I just.... can't. Want to know why? Well....."