Paris In The Rain [h.s]

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Awkward silence filled the empty flower shop as Harry stands off to the side, my two brothers giving him the evil eye, "Guys, stop," I groan.

Liam had fled the scene with Louis who had came by to pick him up for lunch. He obviously didn't want to get in between whatever was going on here and I didn't blame him. I didn't want to be here myself.

"Well, how are you expecting us to react?" Theo snaps, crossing his arms in front of him, "We just walked in on you making out with a guy we don't know and your dress halfway up your ass!"

Oliver nods his head in agreement, "I really didn't plan on seeing my sister in her underwear today."

Theo and Oliver. My two younger brothers who never failed to speak their opinion on everything. Theo was two years younger than me while Oliver was five, yet they acted as if they were the older siblings.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" I say sarcastically, glancing towards the door to make sure nobody was about to walk into the store.

Theo lets out a sharp laugh as he rolls his eyes at me, "Why should we feel the need to knock on a door to your storage room? How were we supposed to know you were in the middle of a makeout session?"

I roll my eyes as I glance over at Harry, noticing how embarrassed he looked, "What are you two even doing here?" What was it with relatives coming to see me all in the same week? First McKenna and now my brothers.

"Well we came to surprise you since we haven't seen you since January," Oliver starts, glancing between me and Harry, "but it looks like we were the ones who were getting a surprise."

"Shouldn't you two be at school and work?" I cross my arms over my chest.

"I took the week off and this one," Theo jabs his thumb over to Oliver who then gives me a sheepish grin, "Thought it would be a good idea to skip classes for an entire week."

"Olly!" I scold him, knowing how pissed mom and dad were going to be.

Oliver rolls his eyes at my tone of voice, "Relax. It's just art school. My professors don't give a shit."

The mention of art school sparked Harry's interest as he cleared his throat, "You go to art school?" He asks Oliver.

"Yes, I do mystery man. What's it to you?" He snaps at him and I immediately smack his arm at his rude tone, "Ow, Rory!"

"Be nice," I mutter to him, reaching behind me to grab Harry's hand. I pull him beside me and take a deep breath, "This is Harry. Harry, this is Theo and Oliver, my two younger brothers who don't know how to be nice to strangers."

Harry sticks out his hand and I shoot daggers at Theo, motioning for him to shake Harry's hand, "Nice to meet you," Harry says kindly as he shakes Theo's hand, moving on to Oliver who also reluctantly shakes Harry's hand.

"What do you do, Harry?" Theo asks him, emphasizing his name.

"I'm an artist, actually," Harry states, staring at Oliver.