I'm Louis Tomlinson's Sister

Chapter 4 The Meeting

Emma's POV

We went into our pre-owned house, that dad always keep whenever we visit grandma and grandpa during the holidays. I carried my luggage straight to my room which was upstairs. I opened the blue striped door, swing open to a room of when I was in high school.. I smiled and set the bags down on the side and walked over to the window doors pushing it open to re vial a balcolony with vines of roses coming from below. I smiled at the sight of London. Beautiful.... always breath taking. Always taking my problems away. I leaned over the bacolony looking out at the people below chatting along, kids playing, the beautiful sales on the side selling bread.... everything was peaceful--

"Good Morning!" I heard a british voice calling to me. I looked down below to the right and saw someone... I last to expect.... Harry Styles.

Harry's POV

I walked out of the flat of my grandparents house.

"Yes, Grandma... yes... okay see you!" I kissed her cheek and quickly left the house before one of her friends keeps me there again. I walked down the quiet peaceful small houses, I'm glad there were only old people that lived here so I won't be trampled by fans.

I looked at the little childern playing hopscotch. I saw men chating with women. I smiled at them as they smiled back then I heard a creak above me. I looked up and saw someone that kept me up last night.... there she was in person. I saw her beautiful wavy hair blow in the wind as she looked out of the landscape. I caught myself smiling at her beautiful posture--

"GOOD MORNING!" I shouted --What was I doing?! She probably doesn't know me--- nor Louis-- nor. I caught her smiling back at me as she waved.

"Morning." She replaid.

Gosh.... her beautiful smile was just like Louis but even more enchanting. I waved back.

"Beautiful siting isn't it." I caught her looking at the landscape. She turned towards me and smiled slightly. As she pulled a piece of her hair out of face.

"Quiet beautiful...," She smiled then there was a sparkling moment of stare. "Um... aren't you Harry--" I put my finger over my lips and smiled. She smiled and giggled. I winked at her.

"Yes, I am. I believe your Emma Jones, correct?" I smirked.

She ran her fingers through her wavy long hair and gave me a eyebrow. "How do you know that good sir?"

"I believe you look a lot like your brother Louis." I smiled.

"We are twins after all." She smiled.

She was taking this lightly...suprising.

"Let me guess, you act like your brother too."

"Exactly--" She spoke but got cut off of a womens voice calling her name.. maybe her mom. "It was nice meeting you Harry but I have to go. I'll see you around." She smiled.

"We'll be seeing each other a lot." I chuckled and she giggled before she left the bacolony. I smiled at myself, she was beautiful in person even if she was on a bacolony--

"Mate, did you just pull a Romeo and Juliet?" A man from the side asked me.

"I think I did.." I chuckled.

"It's romantic." A older women spoke. "She's beautiful... perfect for you." I smiled at her and then continued my way down the path.

Emma Jones..... ringed in my head all day.

Emma's POV

You look a lot like your brother Louis...

What Harry said rang in my head. I looked down at my favorite outfit, the striped shirt and bright red pants. If I go out people will think either I'm a crazy Louis Fan or the a weirdo. I sighed walking into my room and pulling out my luggage so I'll look ''normal''

I pulled out a jeans, and a white lazy shirt... which of course has blue stripes. I quickly changed.

"Emma, come on honey! We have to meet them!" I heard my mom from downstairs. I grabbed my jacket since it was a little cold outside. Suprising it was winter time but it was sunny and warm in England.

Louis' POV

I tapped my foot bitting my finger nails. The silence was killing me. Was it because I was too exicted to see my twin sister? Emma Jones.... how did she look like? Was she taking this lightly? What if she hates me? Is she like me? URG! All of those ideas poped in my head.

I heard the doorbell. My parents shot straight up and basically ran to the door like childern but I stay behind. I was scared to see this twin of mine... my other half.

"Come in. Come in. It must be freezing out there." I heard my mom speak I hear more shuffling.

"Thank you for letting us to meet you." I heard a womans voice.

"It's nice to meet you too. You can leave your coats right on the rack. Come in the living room." I heard my mom voice again and more shuffling. I shock straight up to see them coming this way. My mom, dad, two older people who must be the Jones-- then I saw a beautiful brunette with her long wavy hair falling to her side. She turned to my gaze and smiled at me. I notice those green blue eyes just like mines.

Her smile, her eyes, her beauty.... she can't be my sister....

She walked over to me putting her hand out.

"Emma Jones." I took her hand as she said her name.

"Louis Tomlinson... your other half." I chuckled. She giggled.

"We do look a lot alike." She smiled.  I pulled my hand away.

"Sit down guys. We have a lot to discuss." I heard the other calls and we both sat across from each other.

I smiled at Emma as she smiled back. I looked at her big blue green eyes making me want to protect her as a brother.