And Then She Grew Up

Chapter 14

^ Picture of... You'll know who later.^

Angie's P.O.V.

"Who the heck are you?" I ask, examining the extremely attractive teenage boy standing at the doorstep.

"Niko.." He pauses, almost as confused as I was as he stood there, hands in his khaki shorts with a navy blue suitcase behind him.

"Oh." I state before casually taking a step backwards, and uncontrollably slamming the door as my entire body spazzed out.

"E-MUH-LEE!" I scream.

Emily's P.O.V.-

I didn't know what to expect when I saw Angie get up and answer the knock on the door until I heard a thunderous slam of it and a scream of my name.

Jumping up from my comfortable position on the couch, I scrambled over towards a shocked Angie. Her jaw was dropped to its max, her eyes were widened to the size of golf balls, and her hands were spazzing in ways that one could not explain. But in other cases, they were, in an attempt, pointing towards the door.

My eyebrow raised as I turned my body to face the doorframe, debating on whether or not to open it. For one thing, the stranger at my front door could be a serial killer kidnapper rapist, or perhaps a worker from NASA who wants to promote me into the business of becoming an astronaut. Or maybe it was just the mailman. Only one thing would be able to tell..

Reaching for the silver door handle, I twist it, and pull it open. Although, the person standing on my front porch was neither a serial killer kidnapper rapist, nor a NASA worker, nor the mailman. As a matter of fact, it was probably the person in which I wouldn't have guessed I would see at my doorstep for years..

"Nicholas?!" I exclaim in more of a question, my eyes popping and jaw dropping, much like Angie's, before my eyes instantly began to fill with tears.

"Hey there Foofie," he grins, opening his arms wide for me as I instantly lunge myself into his chest.

Angie's P.O.V.

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Emily's P.O.V.

Nicholas, Angie, and I were now lounged out on the couches in the living room. Well, I had to kind of drag Angie onto the couch next to me as Nicholas sat in the single-person couch. Alright, explaining time.

"Well, uh.. Angie.. This is.." I paused, taking a glance at Nicholas before returning my gaze to a still perplexed Angie.

"Nicholas." I state simply.

Angie snaps her head at me, her eye twitching as she gave me the "are you kidding me right now" look.

"Noo, I had no idea. Thank you for that valuable piece of information," she replies, rolling her eyes.

"Okay.. Uh, er. This is.. Nicholas. My.. Uh. Myolderbrother," I cough out in an inaudible manner.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Angie questions, placing her hair behind her hair as she leaned in closer to me.

"Oh my God," Nicholas groans. "I'm Nicholas, Emily's older brother."

Angie's P.O.V.

WHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHAT.

Emily's P.O.V.

"Angie-I.." I pause, taking in a sharp breath of air. "I never told you because.. H-He's just been gone for so long a-and I never liked talki-" But I'm cut off by Nicholas clearing his throat.