One Direction's Baby Sister (Edited)

Chapter 6

Original Word Count: 1011
New Word Count-1642

"Lena, are you ready love?" Harry called up the stairs. Why did he have to call me love when I was already so nervous? Did I not have enough butterflies?!

I rushed around, freaking out. "Yeah, I'll be down in just a minute!" I yelled.

I was nowhere near ready. I mean, what did someone wear to things like these?!

"Lena, may I come in?" Louis' voice echoed through the door.

"Y-yes." I stuttered, turning to the door. He came in and shut the door behind him. Louis clucked his tongue and shook his head when he noticed I was freaking out.

"Lena love, Harry is only a guy." he said. He picked up a pair of jeans I had discarded, a lace backed shirt with a sweetheart neckline, and my usual combat boots. He handed them to me before grabbing a jean jacket off the hanger on my door. "These will keep you warm and comfortable while still looking sexy as hell." He said.

I took the clothes and breathed out. I didn't know if he was right, but I was going to take his word for it and move on with my life. I couldn't just keep Harry waiting forever. "Thanks Lou." I said.

He smiled and left, yelling at Harry to be patient. I laughed. Louis was definitely the comic relief-but also the sweetest friend.

I dressed quickly, left my hair the same way Mille had done it, and hurried down the stairs.

Harry was waiting for me, with a smile on his face. "You look great," he told me. Blushing, I looked down and fiddled with the hem of my shirt. Thank you, Louis. And Kathryn-for picking out every article of clothing I was currently wearing.

"Alright, bye bye!" Louis yelled, shoving Harry. "Be home soon, have fun!"

He stopped, his hand on my arm as he looked Harry and I both up and down.

"But not too much fun. Because Liam would murder you." he said to Harry.

Blushing deeper, I bit my lip as Harry chuckled.

Harrys POV

Louis shoved Lena out the door after I walked out, and the poor girl lost her footing and stumbled into me.

I wrapped my arms around her, steadying her. She was so small. Her pretty brown hair brushed my chin as she collided with my chest. She was so small I'd bet I could very easily pick her up. But I didn't try. I'd already held her too long.

I dropped my arms and took a step back. Blushing furiously, Lena looked down. "Alright, love?" I asked. I was going to have to stop calling her that.

"I'm fine, thanks." she said, looking up with pink cheeks. She was adorable with that seemingly permanent blush on her cheeks.

I smiled gently at her and held out my arm. With a small smile of her own, Lena took it and let me lead her to my car.

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Lena's POV

Harry took me all over the place. He showed me Westminster Abbey, the London Bridge, Big Ben, and the huge Ferris wheel known as the London Eye.

But he also showed me other things too. He took me to the place where they recorded their albums, and the Starbucks he and the boys went to after every session. He showed me the famous O2 arena where they performed their first concert.

But my favorite part was when he took me to the Buckingham Palace. It was beautiful, and there was quite a few people trying to make the guards facial expressions change. Harry convinced me to try, and he took pictures.