One Direction's sister (A 1D fanfic)

Livin' as Louis' sister

Hannah's P.O.V

I feel tears fall down my face as I don't hear Louis' name get called to move on in X Factor. I watch his face get a depressed look. He is an amazing singer, I wish he could've made it.

He walks out, tears glistening in his blue eyes. I run up and wrap my arms around him.

"You should've made it," I whisper.

All of a sudden, a person comes out and calls 4 girls and 5 boys back on stage.

"...Louis Tomlinson..." I don't recognize any of the other names that he called. At that point, I was utterly confused.

"Why are they calling them back onstage?" I wonder.

I watch as Lou stands in a line next to 4 other guys around his age that I reognize from the show.

"...we have decided to make two seperate groups," I hear one of the judges say. I see the 9 people on stage start jumping up and down and smiling. I feel myself smiling, too.

Lou runs out and gives me a huge embrace.

"I knew you should've made it!" I exclaim.

"Thanks, Han."

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That night, our parents make a huge dinner to celebrate. Charlotte, Fizzy, Georgia, Daisy and Pheobe run up to him and congratulate him. I am extremely proud of my big bro.

Later on, we get a call from Simon who tells him to spend the day with the other boys he's going to be in a group with. I know they'll like Louis. He's so likable and friendly. I'd be surprised if they weren't fond of him.

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THE NEXT DAY....

Louis' P.O.V

The other guys and I meet at a park. They all seem pretty nice. One of them has bleach blond hair, another has the bieber look, one of them has brown curls, and the last one has black straight hair.

At first, none of us know what to say. I don't know any of them. The only one I've seen before we got put together was the one with the curls. We met in the bathroom at the X Factor.

I decide to start the conversation since it was getting quite awkward just staring at eachother.

"Hello, boys, I'm Louis!" I say enthusiastically, trying to start off on a positive tone.

"Hi, I'm Harry," answers the boy I met in the bathroom.

"Hello. My name is Liam," The guy with the biebz hair says.

"Hey. I'm Niall," says the blond one. I notice he has an Irish accent.

"Zayn," mutters the boy with the black hair.

"Niall, are you from Ireland?" I ask.

"Yeah, how did you know?" He chuckles sarcastically.

"So, where do you guys wanna go?" Harry asks.

"The MALL!!!!!!!!" I shout. I laugh as I see everyone jump at my sudden outburst.

We drive to the mall in one of the limos Simon rented. Life's good. I can't wait for Hannah to meet my friends. She'll love them. As we pull up in the mall parking lot, we feel out of place considering we're in a huge limo in the middle of a parking lot full of normal cars.

For a while, we just walk around the mall. We talk and get to know eachother better. I seem to catch on with Harry the best even though they are all nice. Once we pass Vistoria's Secret, I chuckle.