Reunited

Lena Bradley (16) and her brother move to the UK to meet for the first time Lena's adoptive parents the Tomlinson's. Yes as in Louis Tomlinson's from One Direction parents. Lena gets to experiences the fame of having a brother in a famous boy band and also the lows of it. Lena has to adapt to living in a new country, living with a new family, and living her new life. Lena falls for one of the boys form the band and he may also be falling of her too.

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8. The Party Don't Start Till We Walk In

 

Harry parked his car a block down from the club so we would just blend in as normal people. “Here is my number in case anything happens.” Harry said writing down his number on the back of a receipt and I stuffed it into my purse.

We walked to the V.I.P. line and everyone started yelling at us angry while they all waited in line. “What does he think he is doing?” I asked Zayn.

“Just watch.” He said with a grin. As we approached the bouncers they stopped us from walking in.

“Name?” he said not looking up from the list. Harry fake coughed and took off his sunglasses for a half a second and then slipped them back on. Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn did the same. The bouncer grinned and said in a joking manner, “Haz you bastard.” And he let us in. They must be friends or something.

We walked in and I was in awe. I have never seen anything like this before. The floors were glass with blue water under it with fish swimming around and bright purple couches were in the corner areas of the room and glass bar tables. The DJ was playing Tik Tok by Ke$ha as we walked in. Liam and Louis sprinted straight to the dance floor and Niall went over to the buffet line and Zayn to the bar. Harry and I just stood there awkwardly watching Louis and Liam look ridiculous wearing their wigs and dancing it out like losers.

“So how are you liking the UK?” Harry yelled over the music so I could hear him.

“Um it’s good.” I said.

“Cool.” He responded back.

“Yeah.” Great this convo just got awkward fast. He was looking down at his feet. What? How could the flirt master is speechless? I read in Jordyn’s my best friends magazines that Harry was the flirt and the cocky one of the group and now at the time he should be flirting he remains quiet? Please say something Harry!

“So wanna-“ Before Harry could finish his sentence I said, “Yes.”

He grabbed my hand and led me onto the dance floor to the song Whistle by Flo Rida. We kinda just danced next to each other at first awkwardly, but then Harry pulled my arm so our bodies hit and they pressed against each other. That’s when we really starting to get into it. Harry and I grinded for the rest of song and then Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5.

We noticed a circle around the dance floor and we realized it must be like a dance off or something. Harry and I looked at each other then he grabbed my hand and we joined the circle and guess who were the two having the dance off. Louis and Liam.

Louis was looking at Liam with competition in his eyes and he started to do the moon walk and then it was Liam’s turn. He did the shopping cart and then went to the ground and did a headstand.

“Ohhhh!” the crowd yelled. Now it was Louis turn. Louis starting to do the stop the traffic and let them through and then added a kart wheel along with it.

“Ow Ow!” Someone in the crowd yelled. Now it was Liam’s turn. Liam got down on the ground and started to spin and then got up and did the 1, 2, 3 Flick. Right as he did the flick his sun glasses and wig flew off his head.

“Oh shit.” I heard Harry whisper. Everyone kind of just froze. Then some girl yelled and pointed to Liam, “That’s Liam Payne!”

Harry looked at me and we both said at the exact same time, “RUN!” I saw Zayn jump off the bar stool with his drink and run to the back door, Niall grabbed a tray of deserts and ran to the same exit as Zayn. Liam and Lou ran towards the front, while me and Harry were running towards the side door.

Harry ran faster than me epically since I had on these stupid ankle boots and I was a good five feet behind him. Harry got out and the bouncer quickly shut the door. Nooooo!

“No one gets in or out till the One Direction boys safely leave.” The bouncer said in a stern voice.

“Wait!” I yell as I push through the crowd of teenage/middle age women near the door. “Excuse me, excuse me.” I say as I cut through. I pass one girl and she pushes me back.

“We are all want to see them bitch, don’t you dare think about trying to cut me.” I was shocked, why were they so mean over here? I always knew Brits would tell you exactly what was on their mind but I never expected them to be like this.

I decided to go to the back exit where there was a little crowd. “Sir can I please leave, I am with the boys.”

The bouncer laughed and said. “Yeah right.”

“It is true!” I said.

“Show me your I.D. then.” The bouncer challenged me. I sighed, my I.D. was fake, it wasn’t worth showing him it if he would be able to tell it was a fake. I turned around and walked away.

I have absolutely no way of getting out of here. I don’t have a cell phone so I can’t call the boys and I don’t know their number. Fuck this all sucks.

I walked over to the bar and sat down and showed the bartender my fake I.D and it seemed to work. It wasn’t very crowded because all the people were at the door complaining about why they can’t leave and that they wanted to see One Direction. But some reason stupid security has to make sure they are at least like 10 miles away so no paps or fans can track them down. It must suck to live that life every day. Oh wait I am about to become that once the public knows I am Louis Tomlinson’s little sister…great.

“Give me the strongest thing you got.” I said. Why not enjoy myself if I was going to be stuck here?

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