Chapter 3

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Kathryn's POV:

I really don't know what to do; there are five young mysterious men at my door and I'm the only one home.

"We... uh... your mom told us to c... I'm Niall," says the cute blond haired boy.

I smile again and sick out my hand for him to shake. "I'm Kathryn." He and the rest of them are staring at me. Niall is too busy staring to shake my hand so I clear my throat and place my hand uncomfortably back to my side. "Would you like to come in?"

Niall nods his jaw still slightly dropped.

What is wrong with them? Do I have something on my face?

The five boys file into my home and I lead them to the couch. They all sit down uncomfortably close to one another as my couch was never meant to hold five people. I seat myself across from them and place my hands on my crossed knees.

"So..." I begin awkwardly; I still don't really know who they are or why they're sitting on my couch.

"I'm Zayn, this is Liam, Louis, Harry, and Niall; although it would seem he's already introduced himself to you."

Niall ducks his head down, embarrassed.

"We're here to help you," the boy called Louis finishes.

"Help me?" I ask. "What with?"

"Everything," Harry says with a cheeky smile. "I'm going to help give you advice about love." He then winks at me.

"I'm going to give you tips on friendship," Louis says with a reassuring smile.

"I'll help you with family troubles." Zayn looks confident as he speaks but also slightly concerned.

"I'm here to help you with your schoolwork," declares Liam.

"And I'll aid you in all sorts of things," Niall grins. "I'm here to cheer you up and help you make difficult decisions. Whatever you need me for actually."

I'm so overwhelmed by all that's happening that my breathes become short and my hands start to shake. Sweat beads down my forehead and trickles down my brow line.

Before I can calibrate what's happening, my vision blurs and turns black.

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