Being Harry Styles' Cousin (A Liam Payne Love Story)

Chapter 1

hey everyone! so this is a story i started during camp last july and just found it so im contenuing on with it! hope you enjoy! VOTE FAN AND COMMENT

Chapter 1

Sitting in my room looking out the window, I see a black car pull up outside my house. "Mom!" I yelled as I began running down the stairs. "He's here! Harry is here!"

            Some of you are probably wondering who I am. Maybe you are not. I honestly don't care either way. The Name is Keara Styles, but my friends call me Kea. I am eight-teen years old and have brown curly hair and green eyes. I used to live in England, with my cousin Harry, but moved to America when I was seven. Harry and I were always inseparable and when I moved away, we kept in touch. He is, and always will be, my best friend. Most people think we are twins because of our eyes and hair, and because we are the same age. Sadly, we are not. In fact, Harry is three months older than I am. Oh, did I mention that Harry is one fifth of the world famous boy band One Direction? I guess that might have slipped my mind.

            Harry is in town today with the rest of the band because they are doing a concert for some charity thing. We have been talking some and have made plans for when I graduate high school this year. I am going to spend a year traveling with him and the boys. I have never really talked to the others, except for Louis because he will pop in during one of our Skype calls. Most of the boys seem okay, though, from what I have heard from Harry.

            "No running on the stairs unless you want to die!" My mother yelled from downstairs, being the over protective person she is.

            When I arrive at the bottom, I see Harry sitting on our couch talking with my mother.

            "KEA!" He yells, jumping up from the couch and running over to me.

            "HARRY!" I yell, jumping on top of him, hugging him and wrapping my legs around his waist. We were all laughing so hard that Harry lost his balance and fell over, with me still holding onto him. We land on the ground with me lying on top of him.

            "Alright, alright, get off of Harry before you squash the life out of him." My mom says while trying to pull us apart but I would not let go. Harry was laughing in hysterics, while trying to play Tug-Oh-War with my mom. I was the rope.

            "Are you calling me fat?" I say when they finally let go of me. Harry started laughing again and my mom just rolled her eyes.

            "Kea, ready to go to the mall?" Harry asked, spinning his keys around his finger.

            "Heck yeah I'm ready!" I yell, jumping in the air.

            "I see you still have ADHD,"

            "Yep, sure do!" Harry laughs grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door. I could hear my mom yelling for us to "be safe and watch out for nut jobs" from behind us. Have to love my mom's over protective side sometimes. It can be quite funny.

            We run to the car and get in, turning the music up loud and singing along annoyingly. Both Harry and I can sing. We are the only ones in our family who can. No one knows why we have this gift. It is kind of a mystery for us all.

            "So when do you graduate?" Harry asks, turning down the music.

            "In about a month," I reply, smiling.