Crazy, Stupid, Love (A One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 2 - Reuniting

I got off the train after a 2 hour and 45 minute ride. I stretched my body and cracked my back as a young man that worked on the train took my luggages, and placed them next to me.

"How much do I owe you?" I asked, ready to take the pounds out of my purse.

"Nothing! It's on me." The young man smiled. "Thanks," I smiled in return.

I took the handles of my luggages and walked in the station building. I looked around and spotted a man who had a sign that read 'Taylor, Alex'. I smiled, recognising the bald, and fat, old man.

"George!" I yelled, waving my arms around. "Ms.Alex!" George smiled, jogging up to me.

"George, how many times have I told you? You work for my parents, not for me! Call me Alex!" I playfully slapped his arm. George is my parent's chauffeur.

"Right, Ms.Alex." George chuckled. I shot him a glare as he chuckled once more, and took my luggages.

"You seem to be in a good mood, even though.. Well, yeah." George frowned. "Oh yeah.." I remembered of Carter, and felt a tear run down my cheek. I forgot I was coming because my twin sister passed away.

"I-Let's go!" George pulled the handles to my many bags. "I can't wait to see Jay!" I wiped the tear with my sleeve.

"She's grown so big!" He said, as we walked threw the sliding doors. "Sounds like she's grown a lot in just 1 year!" I laughed.

"She has! You'd be surprised!" He unlocked the trunk, stuffed my bags in, and walk to the drivers seat. I opened the door and sat in the passenger's seat.

                                                         -Later-

I looked at the passing trees as we reached a gate. That's when I knew we where home. The gate automatically opened, revealing a huge beige house with a huge fountain right in the front.

Kinda like those house you always see on television, you know the ones rich people own. Yeah, well my parents own one of those houses.

As George parks right in front of the house, a tall man, that looked about in his late 40's, walked up to the car. I open the door of the car, and run to the front door, leaving my bags to the man and George.

I take a deep breathe, and slowly press the doorbell.

Nothing.

I press the doorbell with more strength, and immediately I hear a pair of small converse squeak against the floor. After that, there's ruffling in the other side, and the door flung open, revealing my 14 year old sister, Jordan.

She was so big! Her big black eyes where watering. Her straight blonde hair was down, shining, and beautiful. She had light smile was plastered on her lips.

"Jay!" I smiled, and hugged her tight. "Alex, I missed you so much!" Jordan cried. 

I let her go, and looked in her eyes. "I missed you too, Kiddo."

"Come in." She stood next to the door, offering me to come in. I slowly walked in the gigantic house, ans studied it. It hasn't changed one bit.

"Wheres mom?" I asked Jordan, placing my handbag on a chair.

"In the television room." She frowned. Why did she frown? Was my mother going crazy?

"Okay.." I half smiled, and walked towards the television room. 

"M-Mom?" I asked, slowly walking in the room. "Alex!" My mother hugged me, as she cried.

I hugged my mum back, as Jordan came in the room with Dad. Dad hugged me as I hugged Mum, and Jordan hugged Dad as he hugged me as I hugged Mum. Soon, my family was in a group hug, and crying about Carter.