Zayn Malik's sister

Chapter 2.

  I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. Why the fuck was it even going off? I groaned and opened my eyes to turn it off. It read 9:30 a.m. What the fuck would I need to do this early in the morning? I sat in bed for a minute longer and it finally hit me. I'm going on tour with Zayn. I shot out of bed and immediately started to get my clothes ready for a shower. I decided on wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a Victoria's Secret red and white long sleeve t-shirt. It was the only non-revealing shirt that I had. Which also proves that I really needed to go clothes shopping. I grabbed a clean pair of underwear and socks and headed down the hall to the bathroom.
                  *15 minutes later*
After I was washed up and ready to go for the day, I made my way down the hall to the kitchen. What's a good day without breakfast? As I entered the kitchen Trisha and Zayn were sitting at the island. "Did you sleep here last night?" I asked Zayn. He only nodded in response. "Are you excited for the tour?" My mom asked me. My good mood dropped slightly as I didn't want to talk to her, but I didn't let it show. "Yeah I guess, why?" I asked. My happy tone of voice slightly changed. Trisha didn't take notice though. "I don't know. I'm actually kind of surprised your going. I didn't think you were going to," my mom chuckled. I rolled my eyes. "I guess that proves why you didn't tell me about the invite," I snapped. She stiffened her posture and stared at me for the longest time. "Well you can get over it because you know now," Trisha muttered. I just sat down at the island and started eating my sandwich. I heard her mutter something to Zayn before she kissed his head and walked to her room. I was to zoned out to hear what though. "So, how you feeling?" Zayn asked. I looked up at him and smiled slightly. "Just nervous I guess," I shrugged. I really was. "Don't be. They'll love you," he smiled. I just nodded my head and finished my sandwich. "I'm going to get finished packing and I'll be down. Will you still be here?" I questioned throwing my plate in the sink. "Uh no actually. I have to go pick up Harry. I'll be back right after though," he smiled. I just nodded and walked to my room. I looked around at all the trash and clothes scattered around my room and sighed. There is no way I'm ever going to get done packing. I grabbed 3 suitcases from under my bed and labeled them. One was clothes, the other was toiletries and beauty things, and the last one was just random things. Might as well get it over with now instead of right before we leave. About an hour or so later I was finally done packing. I wound up filling all 3 suitcases and had to use one more for extra stuff. I didn't know over the years I collected this much stuff. I sighed and sat down on my bed taking a break. It may sound stupid, but I'm actually excited for a change. I'm actually excited to get a job and maybe even a house. The hell if I know, I could even get a boyfriend and maybe even get into college. Who knows what the future will hold. But I sure hope it's something good. I laid on my bed for a few more minutes before someone lightly knocked on my door. "Come in,"
I yelled. It could only be Zayn or Trisha. But it wasn't. It was some guy with curly brown hair and green eyes. I knitted my eyebrows in confusion. "Um. Who are you?" I questioned. "Uh sorry love, I'm Harry. Zayn's friend. He sent me up here to get you and help carry your bags down," he smiled. I smiled back at the boy because it felt as if his smile was contagious. "Sorry about that Harry. And you can carry a bag of you'd like. I got the other 3," I smiled. He just nodded and grabbed a bag off my bed. He seemed like a nice guy. Lets hope the rest are just as polite. I followed Harry out the door and to a black car. He put my bag into the trunk and turned to me. "May I?" He asked reaching for my bags. I just nodded and handed it to him. "Thanks," I chuckled when he was done. "Your welcome love," he smiled. I felt a blush coming to my cheeks as no one was ever this polite to me. Not long after Zayn came outside with his bags to. Which he also put in the trunk. "I see you met Harry, do you like him?" Zayn asked. "Yeah. He seems very nice and polite," I smiled. Zayn just rolled his eyes. "Yeah to woman that is," he said. I just laughed. There's always a wild side to boys. "Are we ready?" Harry asked. Me and Zayn just nodded and got in the car. The car ride was very long and boring. No one really talked and the whole time we listened to some crappy music on the radio. But we finally made it to the airport before I died and now we're just waiting to get on the plane. "Hazza boo!" I heard a loud, off key voice scream from behind me. I turned around to find a boy with brown flippy hair and a tall, slim figure running at Harry. Harry's face light up and he opened his arms waiting for the boys hug. After what felt like 20 minutes of him running in slow motion he was finally to Harry and in him arms. They hugged for like 5 minutes before the boy let go of Harry and ruffled his hair. "Zaynie!" The boy yelled again. But this time attacking Zayn. The hugged a lot shorter than him and Harry did before they separated. He looked at me and smiled. "You must be Zayn's sister. Alisha right?" He smiled. I nodded and smiled back. But this time a genuine smile. How could you not smile back at this boy. He was crazy adorable. There was no denying that. "Well then I'll call you," he said resting his finger on his chin pretending to think. He finally gasped and smiled. He backed up a bit and ran at me like he did the others. "Alisha Keys!" He smiled running into my arms. I giggled and hugged him back. Man he was adorable. He stepped back a little and tapped my nose. "I like you," he smiled. He finally took a full step back and turned to talk to Zayn. I'm assuming they were just catching up. But it wasn't to long until we heard another boy scream. But this time a blonde boy was running at us. He did the same thing the other boy did before stopping at me. He stared at my face for a whole minute while I did the same. I'm assuming he wasn't as comfortable with strangers as Louis was. "Hiya! I'm Niall. And you?" He smiled. He had a cute Irish accent that was different from the others. I smiled. "Alisha," I replied. "Beautiful name. You Zayn's sister?" He asked. I just nodded as a reply. "Thought so. You don't talk much," he said. "Sorry," I mumbled. "It's fine. Just a little shy that's all," he smiled. He turned around to catch up with the boys also while I still stood there. Then there was one more boy walking towards us. I'm assuming that he was a part of the group to because instead of him running and yelling, the boys were running and yelling at him. Maybe he was the more laid back and chill one. When the boys finally stepped back and let me see the boy, I wished they wouldn't have. He was hot as hell. He was built and muscular. His cute stubble around his chin was kind of a turn on. And he was just a hot ass human being. If he was that. "Hello love. I'm Liam. And your Alisha. Zayn's told me lots about you," he smiled. Fuck, his smile and voice was to die for. I lightly blushed and smiled back. "Y-yeah. That's me," I chuckled. He just smiled at me and kissed my hand. I just looked away to hide my smile. This boy is going to make me climax right here. "Shall we get going. The planes ready." Liam smiled. The boys just smiled and ran to the plane carrying there luggage. I struggled to get mine considering I had 4 suitcases but I didn't care. "Here let me help love," Liam said taking 2 of my bags. He only had 1 bag himself. "Thank you," I smiled. "Any time," he replied. After we put or bags where they were supposed to go, we took our seats. I so happened to be sat right next to Liam while Zayn and Niall sat together and Harry and Louis sat together. Seems typical. "So Alisha tell me about yourself. I want to get to know you," Liam smiled. I blushed and smiled. "What would you like to know?" I questioned. He furrowed his eyebrows in thought and hummed. "Tell me some of your hobbies," he smiled. I cleared my throat preparing to answer. "Well I used to run track but then I quit because I got into to some stuff that I shouldn't have and my lungs couldn't take to much running anymore. I like art like Zayn, but I'm not near as good. I enjoy penny boarding and just doing nothing really. I'm kind of more of a lazy person,"
I chuckled. He smiled and seemed interested. "Tell me more. Like, what's your favorite music genre and why?" He asked. I hummed trying to answer the question. "Well I like all. It just depends on my mood really," I shrugged. "Same here. Um, are you single?" He asked. I could feel my face heating up. The question was slightly embarrassing considering he was probably taken and me being the loser wasn't. "U-uh. N-no. I'm single sadly," I chuckled. I watched as a smile formed on his face. "Well good. Because I bet I could treat you better than any other guy could," he smiled. I was suddenly lost for words and there was no hiding my deep blush now. It was clearly visible on my face. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him watch me carefully with a smile on his face. Did he possibly like me back? Probably not. He probably just know that I like him and he's just teasing me. No guy could ever like a mess like me. My smile slowly dropped as I came to realization that my predictions were probably right. I saw his smile drop to. "You ok love?" He asked. I just nodded my head and looked out the window. "Talk to me. Are you ok? Was it something I said?" He asked. I could here the slight panic in his voice. I shook my head. "It's nothing. Just that I could never get a boyfriend. Im such a mess and no one wants me. I mean, who would want me?" I sighed. A tear slide down my face. He quickly wiped it away. "Hey hey. Don't cry. All the boys probably want you. And they would be crazy if they didn't. I personally think you are the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. And when we get off this plane Id like to take you on a couple of dates and see where it leads from there," he smiled. I smiled back happy. He was so nice and just a perfect guy in general. It wasn't until I yawned that I realized how tired I was. He must of noticed because he pulled out a blanket and covered me up. "Get some rest love. I'll wake up when we're about to get off," he smiled. I just nodded and let sleep take over me.