Wait! She Knows Who We Are and She Didn't Fangirl?!

This is OUR tour bus?!

Crystal’s POV

Jo and I didn’t have anything to pack, we just got here a few days ago, and anyways, we were always prepared for a quick escape. We plopped back down on the couch, come on, haven’t you ever been a teen? It’s what we do best! At about seven a.m. my phone vibrated, I unlocked it and saw that I had a text. It was Emma! Emma’s my older sister, she lives a pretty normal life, don’t get me wrong, she is really skilled at self-defense, it’s just that she chose to live a normal life. I read the text: Hey! guess what! I just finished first semester and since I wrote that article on my theories of global warming they said I could skip a year! But I turned them down, they said okay and then they said I could have a year-long vacation and start again next year! Got any plans during that time?

I read it with the biggest smile on my face. I quickly replied: YAY! Yah, I’ve got plans, but now you’re part of them! I’m with Jo! I quickly sent it but kept my phone out knowing she would text back soon. I was right. I read: Sure count me in! Send me the address and I’ll be there in twenty minutes or less, I’m in London right now. I quickly sent her the address. Then I looked around the room… IT LOOK LIKE A HURRICANE WENT IN HERE, ATE EVERYTHING, SPIT IT OUT, AND REPEATED THAT PROCESS ABOUT A MILLION TIMES! “BOYS!” I shouted. They ran downstairs; and the winner for the worst weapon is… HARRY STYLES! No, just no, you can’t hurt anyone with a stuffed cat... sometimes I worry about these guys… “BOYS CLEAN UP THIS HOUSE! MY SISTER WILL BE HERE IN FIFTEEN MINUTES1!” and with that, they began working.

Harry’s POV

Great, just great, not another kid! Isn’t three bad enough? What did I do to deserve this?! The boys and I quickly cleaned up, while Crystal and Jo went to the kitchen, really, so they leave us with the work and they go and pig out?! Right when we finished and sat down the doorbell rang. “NOT IT!” all the boys yelled. I groaned, pushed myself off the couch and trudged to the door, when I opened the door for the next little brat to come barreling in I saw… no one? I looked around and then all of a sudden, an upside down face popped up from the top of the door. So I did what any strong, tough, eighteen-year-old “man” would do. I screamed. Once I ran out of air, which according to the Adventurous Adventures of One Direction video, is about an hour long, I saw who scared the curls out of me! She was… gorgeous!!! I began to ask, “can I help yo-“ all of a sudden a blur of honey golden curls picked up the mystery girl and hugged her. It was Crystal. “EMMA,” she screamed, “CRYSTAL,” she screamed back. They settled down after about a minute or so, then Crystal finally spoke up. “Emma, this is curly. Douche, this is my sister Emma, she’s going to be on tour with us for a year!” I looked at her, bewildered, “she’s coming on tour with us,” I asked cautiously, ignoring the fact that she called me a douche, she smirked as she nodded, “but only for a year,” she said. Why did she smirk… THIS WAS THE BEST THING EVER! Crystal grabbed all five of Emma’s suitcases, “here, give me some, I offered, she somehow handed me a suitcase, it was the smallest one… BUT IT WEIGHED LIKE FIFTY POUNDS! “I gave you a light one,” she said, from beneath the pile of suitcases, “think you can handle it,” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me, then I dragged Emma’s suitcase into the living room. I quickly set the suitcase next to the other four and plopped down on the couch. “So, you’re going to be touring with us for the next year, huh,” I said as I smiled cheekily at her. She nodded in reply, she was a little busy getting a hug from Jo… Louis suddenly pulled me into the kitchen. He looked at me, expectantly. “What,” I asked him. He smirked, “you like her don’t you,” he said. “N-,“ I began to say, but Louis started giving me that, “are you kidding me” look. “Fine,” I said sighing, “I like her, but who wouldn’t, she is gorgeous and seems to have a nice personality,” I blabbed. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere, “Yup curls, you’re right, she has everything that you want in a girl, a pretty face,” I turned around and saw that Crystal was standing behind me, leaning against the door frame while she was quoting one of my failed answers from our X-Factor video diaries. My face turned cherry red before you could say “Larry Stylinson”. She just smirked as she pushed herself off of the doorframe. “So, you like my sister, eh,” she questioned me. I just looked down and blushed harder, my face probably made me look like I was trying to impersonate a fire truck. “I’ll take that as a yes then,” she said. Then she walked up to me, “here’s a tip, my sister doesn’t play hard to get, she is hard to get,” she then started to walk away, “oh and Harry,” she said, “my sister is a bigger flirt than you, so unless she says she likes you, she just thinks that she’s harmlessly flirting,” and with that, she left me and Louis in the kitchen, processing the new information we had just received.