Polaroid.

Nevea's POV

I stretched and groaned. Breathing in the aroma surrounding me I sat up. Looking around, I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. Where am I? Then realization struck me, home. I've been here a week and I still can't seem to screw my head on straight.

Running my fingers through my hair to get out the knots, I took in the room. I still havn't done much since I have been living here. Mum, would be happy that I'm happy. I wish Darcy was here. She would love it, she would get to meet Harry. Her long lost cousin, or what I like to call it. You see, we all have major family problems. Scratching the back of my neck, a light and soft knock sounded on the door.

It creaked open, this is definitely an older house. Kayla peeked her head inside and smiled seeing me up, "I didn't wake you, did I?" Her tone was gentle. She reminded me of my mom. Jay, Louis mum has one whack of a sister. Let me tell you, growing up under her rules was harsh. I was basically hid, every single thing connecting to fitting 'in', or connecting to the outside world was completely off limits. I couldn't listen to music growing up. Only nursery rhymes, not telly. Nada, nothing. It sucked, but I was young. Most of the time I was either teaching myself the piano. -Which was the only instrument, mum had. Or paying outside at the park a block down.

"No, you didn't. I was actually just getting up," I smiled back, returning the friendly gesture. She nodded and closed the door, but stopped.

"Breakfast is nearly done. Don't be shy, not everyones up yet anyways."

Nodding, I slumped out of bed. Groggily making my way to the suitcases spread around the floor, I picked one up and tossed it on my duvet.

Looking at the clothes than out my window, after repeating the process a few times I heard thunder. So much for the sunlight out there.

Picking out black leggings, tank top, and all the other jazz I headed towards the shower. Closing the door behind me, I stripped down to nothing. Turning on my iPhone I scrolled through my songs. Clicking on Jar of Hearts- Christina Perri, I hummed to the song. I love this song, turning on the shower and putting my hand in to check the tempeture, it was just right.

Hopping in, I cleaned my hair body, shaved. I was done. Turning around I clicked the shower off, ringing out my hair I grabbed the fuzzy towel. Wrapping it around me, I stepped out and dried off. Slipping my clothes on I turned off the music, and grasped my hair brush.

Stepping out, I quickly slipped on my Old Navy sweatshirt. Brushing my hair I put my UGGS on. Skipping out of my room, Liam's door opened and he came out. Smiling and greeting him a good morning, he returned it and we went down stairs.

Waving to Kayla, I sat down at the table. My chin ewe sting in the palm of my hand, I sighed.

"When's everyone getting up?"

Liam and Kayla looked at each other, than to me. "Soon, once Louis wakes up, everyone's up," They finished the last words in a unison.

Groaning I heard a door creak and some yelling. Snickering at the comments directed to him, Liam diverted his eyes to the table and said, "let the morning begin,"

Turning around the first person I saw was Louis with a smile on his face. Than Perrie coming down practically killing Lou with her eyes. Zayn and Sophia trudged after her and took a seat at the table. Lastly Niall, he looked tired, but managed to make it work. Blinking I turned away and got a cup of orange juice. Sipping it, I took a look around the large table. Some of them were chatting, Harry who was at the store just came in with Donuts, yum. The girls were talking to Louis about Eleanor who is coming back soon, I can't wait to see her. Zayn was on his phone, and Niall looked like he was sleeping in his arms.