When I Met You

one

"Hey! How was the journey?" My brother said excitedly, pulling me in for a hug. I grinned, hugging him back.
" Good, thank you."
" Come on, I'll show you around."
My brother picked up my suitcases, and I followed him into the house. I usually lived with my parents, even though I was 21 now, because it was too expensive to get my own place, however they had to go to France for business. They owned their own wine making business, and planned to start working with another company in France. I was invited to go with them, but I really didn't fancy living abroad for a few months, so I came to stay with my brother, James. James was 22, only older than me by a year, and he and his friends shared a house together. We were really close, but we hadn't seen each other in a while due to his house being a two hour drive away from my parents. It was good to be able to spend time with him again. People often mistook us for twins as we looked so alike. He had dark blonde hair and blue eyes, and was quite skinny. Same as me. I had a petite body, blue eyes, and long dark blonde hair, that stopped halfway down my back.

I hadn't met James's housemates yet, and I was glad they were both out at the moment so that I could settle in a bit. After James showed me around the house, he left me to unpack while he went to play his Play Station. It was a four bedroom house, so luckily I got my own room, which even had an en-suite. I made my bed with my favourite white floral bedding, unpacked all my clothes into the wardrobe, and put everything else neatly away in drawers. I sent a text to my mum, letting her know I had arrived safely, and then started scrolling through social media.

After about half an hour or so of looking through my Instagram, I heard the front door open and close, and voices talking.
" Elle, get down here." I heard my brother shout. I glanced in my mirror to make sure I looked presentable. My hair was down, tucked behind my ears, and I was wearing black leggings and a plain white oversized t shirt. It was definitely a casual look, but I had wanted to be comfy for the journey here. I took a deep breathe and went downstairs into the living room. There was two other boys stood with my brother, both smiling at me as I was walked in. One of them had jet black hair, and was covered in tattoos and piercings. The other boy was slightly taller, and more muscular, with dark brown hair and tanned skin. He too had some tattoos, but not as many.
"Hiya, I'm Elle." I smiled, walking closer to everyone.
"I'm Mike, it's nice to finally meet you." The boy with the jet black hair said, offering his hand out to me. I shook his hand as he grinned, and then turned to the other boy.
"Liam." He simply said, nodding his head at me. I gave him a weak smile in return.
"You all unpacked?" My brother asked me, and I nodded my head. "Great, we were thinking of having a couple people over tonight, just a small gathering, is that ok with you?"
"Yeah, that's fine." I said. "What time?"
"Probably about 7. We will order some pizzas and have some drinks, just chill. Gives you a chance to meet some new people up here."
"Sounds fun." I smiled, although I was already feeling a bit nervous.

It was only 4pm, so I had a few hours to kill. I decided to go and take a shower, and start getting myself ready. I knew it wouldn't take me three hours, but I would rather be ready early than late. I washed my hair and scrubbed my body, as well as shaved, before getting out the shower and wrapping my hair in a towel. I applied my skincare, and pulled out my toothbrush. Only to find out I had forgotten to bring some toothpaste with me. Opening my door a creak, I checked no one was in the hallway before dashing across to the big shared bathroom. My room was the only with the en-suite, apparently they had too many arguments about who should get it, so they decided none of them should. I pushed on the door and I was greeted by some tanned abs staring back at me. I looked up to see Liam smirking.
"You should of knocked." He said, still smirking at me.
"True, but you should of locked the door." I shrugged. He was stood there with wet hair, a towel wrapped around his hips, and his abs and muscle on show. I couldn't lie, he looked hot.
"It's ok, I don't mind." He said, looking me straight in the eye.
"I, Er.. just needed some toothpaste." I said.
He reached for the toothpaste by the sink, and held it out to me. "Thanks." I nodded.
"Make sure you bring it back, or I'll have to walk in on your bathroom. Although I wouldn't mind seeing you in just a towel again." He laughed, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Gross!" I laughed, although I could feel myself getting butterflies in my stomach.

I turned around and walked back to my own room, and I could feel his eyes on me the whole time. I quickly closed my bedroom door, smiling to myself, and continued to get ready. I brushed and dried my hair, deciding to just leave it down as it was, before putting on some eyebrow pencil, some mascara, and some nude lipstick. I changed into my black skinny jeans, pairing them with a red spaghetti strap crop top. I smiled at myself in the mirror, before sitting on my phone and waiting for the guests to arrive.