Change My Life

Have you ever had a twin brother that was famous and left you? What if he comes back for you? What if you could spend the entire summer with him again and start EVERYTHING over? What if you realised, he never changed. But what happens when he finds our deepest, darkest secrets? Will he change then? What if we keep our secrets to ourselves but some become too obvious. Will this change my life?


5. What a Rush

Lili's POV

I woke up to someone slightly nudging me. I opened my eyes to see Quinn running up the stairs. I laughed slightly to myself thinking to why she ran off. Probably woke up to her head resting nicely on Liam's shoulder. As you can tell, she is very antisocial. I soon felt Niall start to wake up. I looked around the room and noticed Liam was face down on the couch, Harry upsidedown in one of the chairs, Louis starting to awake, Zayn all comfy cozy on the loveseat, and Niall looking at me.

"May I help you?" I laughed. I think I snapped him out of his gaze because his eyes went wide and he looked away so nonchalantly. I laughed a bit more at that. I noticed Louis give me a look. I choose to ignore it. I just sat on the floor. I am too lazy to get up at the moment. I leaned my head back to find Liam gone. He was off the couch and running to the kitchen. He ran back in with a startled look.

"Boys... and Lili," he smiled my way. Good thing he said that because I do not like to be called a boy. "it's almost 9 o'clock." I looked around the room and all the boys eyes went wide. I have no idea what is going on at the moment, so I sent a puzzled look toward Liam. He noticed and spoke, "We have to leave at 10. The plane takes off not long after that," Liam told me. I jumped up and ran upstairs.

Once I entered my room, I saw Quinn packing up some things of hers. She gave me a slight smile and I gave her one as well. I rushed to finish packing some items. Once Quinn and I were done, it was 9:37. I looked down at my clothes and decided to leave what I had on; red sweats and an oversized t-shirt. I pulled my hair into a pony-tail and threw on a headband. Quinn was wearing something similar to me except she had orange sweats and a smiley face shirt. She was wearing my favorite color and I was wearing hers. I laughed and so did she. I packed my shoes and threw on some sports sandals and grabbed a hoodie and left my room. Quinn did the same and followed. She stopped in the middle of the stairs.

"You have to socialize, you know?" I told her. She nodded. I know she will come out of her shell soon but maybe toward the end of the tour. I know she is worried what they will think or say about her. But she has to look past that. If they make one rude comment to her or me, the tour will have to finish with only 4 or less members. And I am dead serious.

"You girls coming or what?!" Harry yelled. I looked at Quinn then in Harry's direction. Quinn looked scared. I don't blame her but I am looking forward to this tour. I heard, we get to travel all around the world. I walked downstairs while Quinn stood on the steps. Don't feel like arguing now so I leave her. I walked into the living room and saw the boys taking the bags out to mum's car. I set my bags down for a moment but for them to be taken by Niall. I smiled at him as he walked out the door. Louis gave me a look and I again ignored it. Once Louis turned his back, Harry appeared by my side and he put his arm around my shoulder. I gave him a look but all he did was smirk at me.

Liam soon came running back into the house. Harry took his arm off of me. Liam then told us we had to leave. The boys all ran out of the house in a hurry. I stayed back with Quinn. She threw her hood up and put her head down. I grabbed her bags and ran out to the car and threw her bags in. The boys all stood around the car. I hopped into the car and pulled Quinn in with me. We got the very back seat of the van. Quinn got the window seat while I got the middle. Louis on the left side of me. Harry and Niall sat in the two seats in front of me while Zayn sat in the passenger seat and Liam drove. Off to the airport...




The airport, I have to say, was a rush. As soon as we parked, or pulled up to the front doors, security rushed over to the car and blocked the screaming girls. When did they get here? I ignored the thought and just chilled in the back seat of the van. I saw Quinn shaking. Who could blame her? I was too. Louis grabbed my hand and pulled me out. Then Quinn. Some security people took our bags and started walking into the airport. I was shaking non-stop. Louis put his arm around me and I grabbed Quinn's hand. I felt her limp but Louis kept going. The screams got louder and Louis walked faster. Once we were inside the airport, everything seemed calm. We made a mad dash to security.  

Once we were done with that. We ran, well most of us, (Quinn and I didn't) ran to the gate. Quinn and I took our time and the boys didn't look too thrilled about that. If they knew, which they won't, they would understand. So, we soon boarded the plane... Or should I say private jet? They told me we would've taken their tour bus while in the UK but something was wrong with the engine or something. I kind of tuned that conversation out. The boys sat toward the front while I sat in the middle. Quinn wished to still be antisocial and sat in the back. I took this opportunity to change clothes and do my hair. I grabbed a bag of mine and took it into the bathroom. It was quite big actually. I pulled out my skinny jeans that were cut and now they look like skinny capris', a strapless sweetheart neckline baby blue top, with baby blue TOMS. I threw my clothes I had on before into the bag and grabbed my curling wand. and let it heat up... Now, it's a wand not iron, there is a difference. Once it was done, I began curling my hair. I gave myself bouncy curls. I let the curling wand cool then packed that. I was satisfied with how I looked and exited the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I ran into someone. I couldn't see who it was but he caught me before I fell on my face. I looked up and a smirking, curly mop of hair, boy.

"Back off Styles," I growled. He helped me get balanced then walked into the bathroom. Everyone soon followed and in no time, we landed. We got off the plane with a little help from security and entered the limo. Yeah that's right... I said limo. We threw our bags into the trunk and hopped in the stretch limo. Quinn sat by the window and I sat by her. She was wearing black jeans and a dark-ish green long sleeve shirt with white shoes. The boys kept talking and talking and they had a lot of weird conversations. I jumped in once and a while but not too often.

The limo pulled to a halt and the guys smiled, all of them besides Liam. I gave them a confused look. Zayn opened the door of the limo and hopped out. Each boy did. I was kind of scared about what was going to happen. I hopped out and so did Quinn. Once I saw where we were, my eyes widened. I looked at the guys and they laughed. I have always wanted to go to a place like this. Quinn looked like she was going to pass out. 

I was the first to run into the club. 



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