*NEXT AFTERNOON*

Yesterday was hectic. I spent all afternoon unpacking my clothes and making the white room have some color in it.

But it was all worth it, I'm glad of how my room turned out to be. I was even more proud of taking full credit for it myself and not some designer Mom would always pay to do it for me.

After I unpacked, I only had half an hour to rest before Robert called us down to eat some pizza he ordered. Turns out, he's never had a home cooked meal in 18 years since he broke up with my Mom. Honestly, I got to know Robert a little bit better last night and there's a lot we have in common. For example, we hate ketchup and find comedy movies not so funny. We're more into drama and horror. He's a nice guy, I guess. He's very hospital and is always wondering if we need anything. Why couldn't he be like this 18 years ago?

So now here I lay, in my comfy warm bed, staring at the plain white ceiling over my head. I felt as if there was nothing to do here, so if I stay in bed it'd stay that way. But sadly, being the clean freak I am, I decided stand up and start cleaning myself up.

I trudged up to the drawers and pulled out a pair of clothes for me to wear after I shower. Along with that, I took out a new towel and swung it over my shower.

Stepping out of my room, I quietly closed the door and walked over to the bathroom. It was quiet in the house, I even took a moment to notice that Niall's bedroom door was open. Where could they be?

I shrugged away those questions and moved inside the bathroom.

The bathroom was quite big from my prospective. Of course, it was nothing close to the smallest bathroom I ever had but it was perfect. The space looked more crowed.

I didn't barge to waste anymore time and started to strip off my clothes and step into the already running shower. The droplets felt soothing as they splattered onto the tense muscles.

My body relaxed, letting all the warm droplets hit any area exposed. I closed my eyes and let my hair soak endlessly before spreading some shampoo over it which I left here last night.

Minutes passed which felt like hours soaking in warm water. I knew it was time to step out when the hot water started to become cool.

Not liking the feeling, I turned the showerhead off and swung the shower curtain open. My hand reached for the towel which was hooked on a rack as I stepped out.

Working my way up, starting from my legs, I continued to dry myself. The sounds of footsteps where faintly heard coming up the stairs making me think either Niall or Robert forgot something in Niall's room and came to go get it. Robert said so himself he doesn't use this bathroom and Niall claims he always knocks before entering a bathroom so I knew I had nothing to worry about.

It just so happened that in a matter of seconds in which I had just held the towel up to my chest, the bathroom door swung open.

To my surprise, it was someone completely strange.

I felt my cheeks burn red as I observed his features.

"Whoa." His raspy voice spoke, green eyes trailed up and down my body.

My immediate reaction was to sprint up to the door and slam it closed once I noticed he wasn't moving or taking any action to cover his eyes out close the door again, the way a normal guy should do.

"Get out!" I raised my voice.

The door was finally closed, heat still rushed through my cheeks and entire body as I thought about what just happened.

A complete stranger just saw me almost naked and did nothing but stare! That was completely rude of him and, ugh, only God knows the things I'm capable of telling him. Who on Earth could he be and what is he doing in Robert's house?

I dropped down to look at the door knob, noticing it was unlocked. I didn't waste a second and quickly locked it before anyone else decides to step in.

I looked up, a long sigh I didn't know I was holding released into the air. The nerves still raced inside me as I brought back to mind what the male looked like.

He had light green eyes, almost a jade color, with dirt around his flawless skin. A blue bandanna wrapped around the top of his forehead in effort to push back his dark curly hair. He wore a white v neck that had a few oil stains on it below a red and blue plaid shirt which had the sleeves rolled up to the end of his muscles. Black pants clung perfectly around his waist as the ends covered a part of the black boots he was wearing.

My thoughts were interrupted as a raspy voice replayed in my mind saying the word that send goosebumps through my body, "Whoa."

I didn't want to think about it anymore. All I wanted to do was finish getting dressed and everything else so I can run down and see who it was that busted in in me like that. I needed to at least know it wasn't a criminal who wanted to rob Robert's house and left with almost an extra treat instead.

I put on my undergarments before slipping onto my denim jeans and plopping my arms and head through the white v neck. I later plopped my arms through a light blue denim chiffon top. Not bothering to button up the buttons, I bend down to put on my socks and white converse. I didn't care much for my hair since it was already almost dried in its wavy position.

I was finally done and it didn't take me long before I walked out of the bathroom. Everything was quiet, still, no sounds of anyone around. My feet lead me to walk down the stairs and into the silent kitchen.

"Niall?" I called out. "Robert?"

There was still no sound in response. Where could they be?

All of a sudden, I heard the multiple laughs of guys coming from the front door. Great, now I remember what Robert told me about yesterday that he was bringing his guys over and we could meet them.

The guy who busted in on me must be one of them, I know so.

I slowly walked up to the door, nerves rushed through my body as I gripped the door knob and slowly turned it around.

A blast of sunshine hit my face as the door swung open causing my eyes to squint. Today's weather was defiantly opposite from yesterday's.

As I waited for my vision to clear up, I noticed only one person was facing me and that person was Robert.

He had everyone else's attention drawn to him as he held up some type of car piece and explained what it's for. I couldn't believe the sight in front of me, all guys, and not the type of guys you want to bring home to parents; they were the type of guys your parents would warn you about. I even took a chance to notice they all had different sorts of tattoos, except for Niall who was as clean as a guy should be.

"So by connecting this piece to the car engine--" Dad immediately stopped, his vision darting over one of the guys shoulders to make eye contact with me.

I felt in complete shock as all the guys in front of him turned around, curious to find out what was so interesting.

"Well hello there..." One guy joked seductively, eyes taking in my body entirely. His British accent was clear.

Luckily, Niall was next to the guy with the black hair and have him a small punch to the shoulder.

"Hey watch it, that's my sister."

The guy turned back to Robert with a confused expression on his stern face, "Wait, you have a daughter too?"

Robert smiled as everyone turned back to him but he only kept his vision on me. "Indeed I do, Zayn."

"Well I give you props for that, who knew you could make such a good looking girl?" Another one with a higher pitch, also sitting next to Zayn, spoke.

The entire crowd laughed, Robert and I including.

But it was then I remembered I didn't see the guy I was objective to find. Maybe I was dreaming it? Maybe there was no guy after all, but it seemed to real to be just my imagination.

"Leah, why don't you come down here and meet the lads while I get you all a drink?" Robert flicked his head in his direction to move his way as the other guys nodded their heads.

I moved down the front steps of the porch and walked into the driveway where all the guys were sitting on top of some old looking cars. When I finally reached where Robert was standing he decided to leave with Niall as his helper.

Perfect.

I'm now alone to meet these tall and scary looking guys.