Last Goodbyes

Holmes Chapel

Megan's POV

I was in a slumber until I felt someone shaking me. I looked up and saw Matt with a cheeky smile on his face. "We're here." He smiled. I stood up and opened the compartment too where I left my bags. Nothing was there. I turned and saw Matt with my suitcase and backpack and Mason with my duffel. We made our way out to the pick up terminal and hailed a cab. We climbed inside and I started to get jittery and feel sick. I suppose Mason could tell because he shot me 1 or 2 looks of concern on the way there. It felt like forever before we got there but according to my phone, it only took 20 minutes. The outside of the house was blue with white shudders and looked like it had 4 stories. It had a circle drive with a large garage. Before the taxi driver even stopped i opened the door and ran out. I heard Matt say something along the lines of "Meg get back you can't just do that" along with Mason yelling "are you ok?" I ignored them both and left them to get my bags. I sprinted towards the front door and stopped in my tracks when my dad opened the door. I laughed and threw my arms around him and he lifted me off my feet. He saw the boys struggling and went to go help them. I walked inside. God was it nice. It started with the living room in front, then a long hallway that led to stairs on the left and another short one on the right. Ahead was the dinning room and kitchen beside each other. There was a door wall in the kitchen that lead right to a packed beach. I could smell the ocean. I walked down the short hallway and found an office, game room, guest bedroom, and a lounge. In the long hallway I found a bathroom, recording studio, another bedroom, and then the stairs. As I was walking up I heard a loud thump and then laughter. I could here foot steps. A lot of them. I ran into the guest bedroom and grabbed a baseball bat that was sitting on a display shelf. I made my way upstairs and and found myself in front of a long hallway. I looked in each room and found them all empty. Some bedrooms with clothes on the floor and un made beds everywhere. I went back and looked in the three empty bedrooms. One was pink and blue. I'm assuming mine. The other two were dark blue. I'm assuming the boys' room. My dad has a thing for blue. Finally the last bedroom. I put my ear to the door and listened. "Yeah I guess he has three kids. All around our age. Two boys and one girl. I saw a picture of the girl. She's pretty cute if I do say so myself." The voice sounded so familiar. Like I knew it from somewhere. I opened the door a crack but no one saw thankfully. I lifted the bat above my head and gave the door a kick. I couldn't believe my eyes. I dropped the bat. I began to feel light headed. If your wondering what my eyes saw, let me tell you, my eyes saw one direction. "Hello! You must be-" before he could finish I passed out.

Next morning

Harry's POV

I couldn't believe what just happened. I couldn't even finish my sentence and she just...well you know blacked out. I picked her up and started to take her to her room but I'm assuming her brothers were looking for her and they found me. They went absolutely ballistic. I guess they were the protective kind. I haven't seem her since then. She was pretty hot. I could tell Niall was giving me a glare. I wasn't going to let Niall hurt her. Nope. Not at all.

Megan's POV

I woke up to someone knocking on the door. I walked past a mirror and almost cried. I looked terrible. "Who is it?" I called. I heard a laugh. "Harry."

"We'll uhm give me one sec. I don't look my best." I put my hair up in a messy bun and put in mascara. I walked to the door and opened it. His jaw dropped and he started to stutter. "I uh just wanted to know if you're okay. You uhm almost hit your head on the way down, but I caught you." I threw my arms around him. "Thank you" I whispered in his ear. "Oh and Megan, one more thing. I don't know if you heard but Niall's got a thing for you. Just please hear me out. He's the type to rush things and cause long term damage, and I don't want that for you. You seem sweet but I just don't want to see you get hurt." Wow. Harry Styles actually cared for me. For a moment I forgot what his label was and thought of him as a normal person. "Harry I believe you. And from what I could hear from yesterday he sound like one to objectify girls and that's not my type." We both laughed. "Megan, could I take you out. Not as a date or anything just to you know-"

"Harry I'd love to." And with that we walked down stairs and ate. Thank god Matt and Mason were out with my dad, of they would've kicked Harry's ass for even offering to take me out. I don't really care though, this was gonna be the start of a great summer I hope.