When we got off the plane my dad and I went to go find my bags. After finding my bags we entered the parking lot and my dad walked up to a brand new 2013 green challenger. "Wow, that's your?" I asked.
"Yes it is, I have a very good job," he smirked. We got in the car and started driving to his flat.
"Dad, what do you do for a living?" I asked.
"I work for a very famous boy-band," he said.
"What boy-band?" I asked.
"You'll find out when we get home," was all he said.
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When we got to his flat, we got my bags out and walked up to the door. He walked in before me an I could hear "hey's" and "hi's". I walked in to see five very attractive boys sitting on the couch.
"Hi," they said in unison.
"Hey," I said back. My dad showed me upstairs to my room.
"That's my room, that's Louis', Zayn's, Liam's, Harry's, and Niall's, (I assumed these were the boys downstairs) this is your room." I opened the door to my room to see a giant king sized bed.
"Wow," was all I said.
"I'll leave you to unpack," my dad said as he walked out of the room. Soon after my dad left there was a small knock at the door.
"Come in!" The door opened to show blonde haired boy in the doorway.
"Hey," he said, "do you need any help?"
"Sure," I said. He walked over and took one of my bags and started helping.
"Bu the way I'm Niall," he said.
"I'm Morgan," I said.
"That's a pretty name," he said.
"Thank you, Niall."