I'm Nash Grier's sister, Sky and he's my over protective brother but he doesn't want me to fall for any guy and I'm sure I won't.. I hope I wont. (I wrote this when I was younger, I didn't think it would get so much attention to be honest. I want to thank anyone that's read, or is reading, or will think about reading this story. Agh I'm sorry for my grammar and spelling but I'll probably make changes later on. Read at your own risk. ITS CRINGE WORTHY ONGIHJ.)

But as soon as I step out the cab, I hear the soft melodic sound of a guitar. A young man is sitting on the steps of my apartment building. I do want to be warm, but I'm a sucker for music. I stand there for a moment, humming softly to the familiar song, 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran. I clap as the guitar player finishes (even though it's hard because I'm still holding my umbrella) and toss a pound into his open case. "That was amazing," I compliment. "Thank ye." The guitarist speaks softly but I notice he has an Irish accent. ~~Can we pretend Niall is 19? ~~ ~~ I did not make the title; One of my wattpad friends @toushikk suggested it and let me use it. She has been such a huge help with his book and you should totally follow her ~~