"Julie!" My family shouted hugging me as soon as I had gotten all my stuff. Even in such a tragic state, we all seemed to be happy to see each other.
"Hey," I say simply with a wave.
"It's so sad that these are the terms we get to see you on again," My cousin Mia says with a frown.
"I-I-I know, mum called me last night, it's so hard to believe," I say.
"Yeah your mum is taking it the hardest, you know since grandmum and granddad aren't here anymore," Luna chimes in.
"Yeah," I say. I felt like crying now.
"Group hug!" My other cousin shouts.
Everyone piled into this one big group hug. Here we were insanely rich, well the family was, I wasn't considered rich yet, but we had this big house. Some how it seemed to fit all of us and much more. I walked in hugged everyone said my hellos and walked up to my room to go sleep off my jetlag. Which didn't work because I remembered Niall.
I clicked my facetime request and hit Niall, it called him and I plugged in my headphones, he was walking around like a model with his boxers showing slightly with his sweatpants hanging off his hips and he was shirtless. Then there was me who was in a crop tank and spandex shorts.
"Hey," He says.
"Hi," I say.
"How's everyone out there holding up?" He asks.
"There are tears, but mainly all of us hate crying so we just think of it as a family gathering," I tell Niall.
"What part of London are you in?" Niall asks.
"I'll text it to you later, I forgot how big this place was," I say mainly to myself trying to find the kitchen.
"It looks big from what I can see," Niall says.
"Yeah, I'm lost trying to find the kitchen," I tell him.
He makes the cutest face in the world.
"The kitchen in down the stairs, all of them and on the right," Mia tells me.
"Thank you," I say.
I raced down the stairs and too the kitchen.
"Okay I'm going to make food, so I guess you're stuck watching me make myself food," I shrug.
"As long as I get to see you, beautiful," Niall says.
"Mr. Horan are you trying to flatter me?" I ask.
"Indeed Miss I am," He says in the most posh British accent he can pull.
"Who is he!" About fifty different voices ask as I put the whip cream as the finishing touch on my vanilla ice cream.
"Well cousins this is Niall, Niall these are my cousins, this is Niall my boyfriend," I say.
"You scored big! He is a model, isn't he?" Michelle asks.
"Actually, he's a boxing trainer for kids and teens," I say.
"Well that's hot," Mia nearly chokes on air.
"Erm, yeah so I'm just going to go now girls, bye," I grab my ice cream, my phone and headphones and run to my room.
"They seem nice," He chuckles.
"They're just crazy," I shrug.
"So I'm a model?" Niall asks.
"You look like one right now," I tell him changing his facetime from my phone to my laptop.
"I could stare at you forever," Niall whispers softly.
