First Love // H.S.

1

It's finally time- the X-Factor finals. After tonight, I'll know if my brother won the X-Factor. The fact that he was so scared to send in his audition that I had to do it for him, and now he might just be the winner. 

'Olivia, come downstairs, we're gonna be late!' Mum calls from under the stairs.

'Hold on, I'll be down in a sec!' I call back while rushingly adjusting my clothes in front of the mirror. I run downstairs, where my family's waiting.

'What took you so long? I hope you realize I'm going to have to speed and that you are going to be the one paying the ticket, right?' Dad says. 'Are you in love with one of the boys or something?'

'Ha-ha, dad. Very funny. And ew, no.' I answer, frowning my eyebrows.

'Okay, guys, let's go. Before they've already began the show. Being late to the finals is bad luck!' Mum says. My sisters run outside excitedly. I'm actually not sure if they really have an idea of what's going on. They're so young.

'I wanna see Harry again!' Phoebe calls out while running outside.
'No, Niall is prettier!' Daisy protests, rushing after her twin sister.
'Liam and Zayn are the bests!' Lottie comments.
'I'll go with my own son, I don't know if you girls ever heard of him. His name is Louis and he's also a member of the band.' Mum speaks up, walking outside with me beside her.

'You're right, Mum. I'm the one who sent in his audition in the first place, so if he wins he has to thank me.' I tell, getting inside the car. 

'And who is the one that recorded the audition for him, my darling?' Mum asks playfully while she sits on the front seat beside Dad. I groan in despair, realizing she's also part of the reason Louis is about to perform on the X-Factor finals tonight. 

'That's what I thought.' Mum finishes, challenging me. 

'Ugh, shut up, Mummy.' I answer. Mum flashes me a warning look. Oh no, I used bad words in front of her. 'Shit, sorry Mum.' 

'Olivia Tomlinson, that's was twice!' She says. Damn, I really must watch my language. Sometimes I forget she's my Mum and not my best friend, which is something I never take for granted.

'Sorry!!!' I say. Mum eases her look into a smile and turns back to the windshield in front of her. 

Dad starts the car and starts driving. After not even a minute of driving, the twins start asking if we're already there. This is something they always do whenever we're about to go somewhere. I mean, they're young, but come on. We haven't been in the car for one minute. Of course we're not already there, and if we would, we wouldn't have taken the car.

* (= time skip)

'Olivia, come!' Lottie calls excitedly when I don't jump out of the car as soon as dad parked.

'I'm coming!' I answer, getting out of the car. She pulls me in the direction of the backstage entry, and I pull my arm free.

'I can walk for myself.' I tell her, easily keeping up with her fast walk.
'Will those guards let us through?' Lottie wonders out loud as we get closer to the two guards standing on both sides of the entry.

'That could be a problem.' I answer. Daisy, Phoebe and Félice run out in front of us, until they've reached the security guards. Lottie and I rush after them.

'Hey, girls. where are your parents?' I hear one of the security guards ask them.
'They're right behind us. We're the Tomlinson family.' I reply before one of my sisters can speak. 

'I don't believe you.' The other security guard answers, crossing his arms. I frown my eyebrows indignantly. Hello? Do you even know who you have in front of you right now? The sisters of the worlds best singer?