Has I walked down the stairs to leave the house Jack came and grabbed my arm stopping me.
"Where are you off to sis?" He said with a worry look. He had alway been protective since I was his only family left. I was 18 and he was 19. Our parents had passed a year ago from a drunk driver.
"Just for a long walk," I say with a small smile.
"Alright try to back soon and be careful!" He says releasing my arm slowly.
I walk down the concrete path kicking a stone with my foot. As I was walking a soccer ball rolls to my feet.
"Hey over here!" A young man with green eyes who looks my age yells at me.
I pick up the ball but before I can throw it back he's at my side.
"Hello there," he says. He has the brightest smile I have ever seen.
"Hi, here you go," as I hand him the ball.
"Want to come play with us?" He looks right into my eyes.
"Ummm no thanks," I say shyly regretting the why I said it right after the words leave my mouth.
"Are you sure? Me and my buds need one more person to make two teams," he looks over to the other four boys waiting for him.
"I'm sure," I start to walk away but he speaks again.
"Please just for a bit," he isn't very convincing but what the heck.
"Okay. Just for a bit," I turn around to catch up with him.
As we're walking he starts to speak again.
"By the way my names Harry. What's your?"
"Britney," I say looking at his friends.
We catch up to them by the soccer field.
"This is Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Liam" Harry says pointing to each one with his finger.
"Oh god man! You already have another girlfriend, couldn't you just get me a pizza?" Says Niall laughing.
"Shut up!" Says harry nudging him with his shoulder. "Guys this is Britney. She's going to play with us.