It was twelve in the afternoon and Jeremy's flight landed at half past eleven. I was waiting in my apartment, waiting for Jeremy. He was using a cab to get here from the airport. I wore a plain white t-shirt and some dark skinny jeans which had torns at places. I was pretty nervous of what would happen that week. The doorbell rang, I went and opened the door to be wrapped in a bear hug from my brother. "Hey Jere!" I managed. Jeremy was always taller than me and even though he was younger than me, he was pretty muscular without the training. His hug was almost like Niall's like the one from which you couldn't breathe.
"Its okay now Jere.. can't breathe." I said awkwardly.
"Ahh..." he scratched his head and let go.
"You must be tired, Go have a nap in my room over there." I pointed to my room. "Yeah. Sure." he motioned towards his room dropping his suitcase on the couch. Typical boys! I smiled and dragged it to the side as Jeremy went into my room. At least half an hour later, there was another doorbell. "Who is it now?" I mumbled to myself.
Behind the door was my love, I ran knowing what he would do but he caught me near the couch and we fell to the floor. We were laughing and tickling each other but Harry broke the fun, and started kissing. We kissed, it was a really passionate one in which Harry's hands slid across the torn jeans.
Suddenly a door creaked open, "Whats all the noi- oh sorry!" Jeremy spoke and me and Harry quickly parted away from each other. We stood up, Jeremy had a hand in front of his face. He peeked through his fingers and put it down. There was an awkward silence in which we just stared at each other, embarassed so I elbowed Harry in the ribs. He understood and broke the silence. "You must be Jeremy. Your sister does not talk much about you but I've found out." he smiled at me. "Yeah and you must be Harry. Same here, she's just so lost in you." he mimicked Harry's lines and expression.
"So Jeremy? What do you want to see in London first? But I'm sorry that none of your trips will begin today as you have a welcome party at my flat." he shook his head at Jere. "Um.. Just call me Jere and by the way who's arranging the party?" he Jere inquired, he looked just like my mom. "My friend Louis Tomlinson, you might have heard of him and he'd kill me if you don't come tonight" he said nervously. he was clearly a little frightened by the sternness. "Who else will be coming?" Jere continued, furrowing his eyebrows. "Uh.. Just us, the boys and their girlfriends." Harry contorted.
"Sure then. Nicole? You have something to eat? I'm super hungry and the plane food is gross." he wrinkled his nose at me. "Oh yeah. Go wash your hands, I'll set the table." I nodded to him.
"Huh... I'll be leaving then. Just came to drop off the news." Harry divulged and started towards the door. "Oh.. you won't be joining us for lunch?" Jere commented. "Umm... no I'll leave you two." he shifted his eyes to me which were begging him to stay. I didn't notice Jere's eyes on me. "No.. Come join us, that way I'll get to know the guy Nicole had been fanning over for the past tow and a half years." he grunted. I narrowed my eyes at him and so did Harry.
Harry came back and sat on the couch, Jere went to the toilet to wash his hands. I started to put Jere's favorite recipe : Kung Pao Chicken which was a Chinese recipe and one of the few dishes I had learnt to make. Harry helped me set the table. The table in my apartment was a little small since it was just for me when I had come to London. I had to shift it so that it was in front of the couch, facing the TV and I had to bring the chair from my room since the studying chair was a little high.
During the lunch, there was a lot of awkward silence. I sat with Jeremy on the couch and Harry had to take the chair. The whole time, i could feel Jere's eyes on me, Harry almost didn't eat at all. "Did Nicole ever make you this?" Jere asked Harry who was playing with his crockery and chicken. "How could she make me something that delicious for me? She usually wants me to take her for lunch or dinner, otherwise we have to eat her frozen Tuna or Ham sandwiches." he laughed but neither me or Jere joined along. Harry realized that he was not wanted there anymore so he got up. "Now I should really leave, have to help Lou for the party. See ya tonight, yeah?" he shook Jere's hand and left through through the door, even without a goodbye kiss. That was rude!
"So... you wanna talk about how close you've gotten to him?" he turned his head towards me, narrowing his eyes. "What do expect a boyfriend to be?" I frowned at him. "I meant like.. you know.. are you still my sister from before like you were." he scratched his head nervously, I knew he was talking about sex. "No way! Not yet!" I screamed in his ear. He flinched and then sighed of relief. I smacked him on the head.
"You mind telling me about your friends? I don't wanna act stupid and look that way either because I know nothing about no one." he laughed but I could feel the sarcasm in his voice. "You're hopeless Jere!" I smacked him on the head once more. "I wanna go to London eye tomorrow." he said pursing his lips like a baby. "Lets see.. I'll get home from college then you, me and the boys can go where ever you want.'' I replied, getting up. "Is he going to be with us?" he murmured in a low voice that even I heard it with difficulty. "Yes, he is. You don't like him?" I asked sadly. "No.. its nothing." he murmured.
"I'll go unpack some stuff and what time's the party?" He continued after a moment, he said from my room's door frame.
"Um.. I don't know, I'll ask Harry and are you good with walking or should I have Niall pick us up on his way." I asked him, as I picked some dishes. "Whatever makes you happy." he sang and went into the room.
I picked up my phone and dialed a number, "Hello?" an Irish accent spoke from the other side. "Hey! You mind picking us up for the dinner at Harry's? Its damn cold." I responded. "Sure why not... I'll pick you up in two hours then." He boomed. "Thanks Nialler! You're the best!" I whooped. "Not until your brother kills me." he cautioned. "Harry told you?" I whispered so that Jere won't hear. "Yeah.. those eyes of a killer..." he joked. "Come on! He's my baby brother! He didn't seem to like Harry very much though." I whispered again. "Brothers are like that. He'll suit himself, I know it." He affirmed. "Tell Harry to behave now and then lets see....
Haha! I think I'm late or maybe not. Sorry if you didn't like it. Just had my school throw-ball match so we had to practice. My team-mates if you read this, we can do it! Have a shout out for Butterflies! I know we gonna win! Pray that we win please. Vote, Comment and Enjoy! Love you guys! Thanks for all of your support.
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