You're My Brother?

Chapter 11

"Where to go today?" I asked myself as I walked around the shopping center a few streets away from the house. My feet walking to the beat of the music flowing from my iPod. 

"What the holy hell," I said stopping in my tracks as I looked in the window of the music shop. I slowly pulled the earbuds out of my ear as my eyes where stuck on the hugh poster hanging in the window. 

What first caught my attention was Louis face about a foot side sitting there all smiley, then my eyes shifted to the blue eyed blond sitting next to him. They where there along with three other faces with the words 'One Direction Take Me Home Here November 12.'

Before I knew what I was doing I was already in the door.

"Hello, can you tell me where I can find a One Direction CD?" I asked the guy working 

"Row 3 about half way down," he said giving me a weird look. 

I would have said thank you but I was on a mission to find out what the hell was going on. Why hadn't Niall told me about any of this? That he was in a band? or that he knew Louis?

Grabbing the first one I saw I walked up to the counter. 

"Are you sure?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked before he scanned it.

"It just doesn't mix very well with the other CD's you've bought from here that's all," he shrugged. 

After giving him the money I practically sprinted home, I have A LOT of snooping to do before Niall comes over tonight.

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"Hello?" I heard Niall's voice come from the front door.

"In here," I said from my position on the couch in the living room. Many tabs opened of stories about 'the boys'.

"Hey what are you doing?" he asked and stopped a few feet in front of me his eyes glued on the CD laying on the table.

"What..." I started.

"Emma I can explain," he quickly moved to my side and looked at the screen which was now on a tumblr page dedicated to them. He closed it and placed it next to the CD.

"Oh I'm going to love this," I said turning to face him.

"Well...I'm thinking," he scrunched his eyebrows together. I just stared at him waiting for his answer.

"I'm sorry," he looked down at his hands.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked pulling my legs in a 'criss cross apple sause' position my body facing him.

"It never came up," he said looking back at me.

"Oh yea you're right cause being in a famous boy band and being best friends with my step brother is a very normal conversation topic," I smiled at him. I really want to be mad at him, furious even for him keeping all this from me, but he's too cute to be mad at with his sad puppy bog eyes. 

"You're right I should have told you, but I didn't know how. Plus I only just found about the confusing situation last week when I met Mark and your mother," he mimicked my position on the couch and took my hands in his.  "I am so sorry Emma," he looked deep into my eyes.

"Does Louis know?" I asked. I did forgive him for not telling me, that would be a very hard topic to randomly mention. Yet that doesn't mean I can't make him sweat a little bit.

"No, that would not be good," Niall shook his head as if it was the worst idea ever. 

"Okay then," I looked away from him. His thumbs started making circles into the backs of my hands. bringing a small smile to my face.  

"Are we okay?" he asked making me look up at him. 

"That depends are you going to keep anything this big from me again?" I asked flipping over our hands.

"Never," he said with all honesty in his eyes.

"Then I guess were good, besides you're too cute to stay mad at," I said twisting my mouth to the side.

"Well them that is very good to hear," he smiled at me. "I will definitely keep that in mind," he said as his face inched it's way closer.

When he was mearly milimeters away I leaned back. He looked at me in shock.

"What? I said we were good that doesn't mean you still don't have one foot in the dog house," I explained and he laughed at me.

"Well what do I have to do to fully get back on your good graces?" he asked and I squinted my eyes and looked up thinking. 

"Welllllll," I dragged out the L as I thought. "A nice dinner out and some shopping might just inch you a little closer."

"I think I can manage that," he smiled at me.

"Well I would hope so mister hot shot celebrity...person," yea that's a great ending to that phrase, I mentally slapped my forehead, while he laughed lightly to himself. 

"Are you going to wear that?" he questioned looking down at my old ratty pajama pants and tank top.

"I'll be right back," I ran up stairs to change my clothes

"So I have to ask," I said as Niall and I walked down the empty street hand in hand. "What's it like? The fame and traveling all over the world with girls running after you screaming until they can't speak?" I asked as we got closer to the shopping center. 

"It's quite exciting actually, you will have to come to one of our concert's," he squeezed my hand and I smiled up at him. "So you really had never heard of us?" 

"Never, back home the only stations where country and a little rock. I stuck to the music I knew mostly. The name of the band sounds familiar but I had never gotten really into it. You guys are really good thought," I looked up at him sheepishly. In my process of snooping I listened to all the music I could find of theirs and it wasn't bad a bit poppy but it had good beat behind it and catchy vocals. 

"I'm glad you enjoy it," he smiled.

"Don't tell Louis," I pointed warningly at him. "He would get so cocky if he knew," I rolled my eyes thinking about him.

"That he would," he agreed as he opened the door to Starbucks. 

"Um.. I'll be right back would you mind ordering for us?" I asked needing very badly to use the restroom.

"I wouldn't mind at all," he said walking up to the line at the counter. 

When I walked back out I saw the cashier shamelessly flirting with Niall. I sat down in the far corner facing the wall to where I could avoid the whole scene unfolding.

"Your tea my lady," Niall sat across from me in the booth. 

"Thanks, how did your conversation go?" I asked throwing my head back slightly in the direction of the front door.

 "She's a fan," he grabbing my hand that was on the table.

"This is going to happen a lot isn't it?" I asked looking around at the rest of the customers, one group of girls staring intensely back at our table.

"I'm afraid it will," he looked apologetic. "If you don't want to do this now that you know I would totally understand," he looked down and I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Hey I'm not going anywhere, you still have to make up for lying to me and that is going to take a very long time," I smiled at him as he looked into my eyes and smiled back. 

"Can I get an autograph?" a younger girl asked holding out a piece of paper and pen towards Niall.

"Of course," he smiled dropping my hand.

'And so it begins,' I thought leaning back in the booth as I watched the line grow bigger behind her.