"So let me get this straight. Your mum is going away for a few months to help your grandmother, who broke her leg, and you'll be staying with Louis and Zayn Tomlinson until she comes back?" Niall asked with surprise being the only emotion present in his voice and on his face. 

"Pretty much, yeah," I confirmed.

"Woah. That's crazy. How do you feel about it?"

"Honestly? I'm scared. I haven't talked much to those two so I'll basically be staying with complete strangers. And I haven't spent longer than a week away from my mum before."

"Oh you poor baby. But I'm here for you, yeah? You can always stay with me if you want to," he offered.

"I know, thank you," I said with a smile.

"So how did you even find out about the situation?"

"They were the mystery guests last night," I explained.

"Of course. I can't believe I didn't make that connection," he facepalmed. Literally.

Before we could talk any more the school bell rang.

"Tell me all the details at lunch, yeah?"

"Sure," I promised before heading to my first class.

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Less than half an hour after I got home the doorbell rang. I groaned because I had just gotten comfortable on my bed.

With a sigh I got up and went downstairs. Mummy was in the store so I had to open it.

I opened the door and was greeted by the sight of a gorgeous man called Louis Tomlinson.

"H-hi?" I said but it came out more as a question.

"Hello, darling. I came here to talk about all the details with your mum. Can I come in?"

"She's actually not he-here right now. But yeah, sure," I said and opened the door further so he could step inside.

"Are you okay? You seem pretty nervous," he asked with a smirk. Meanie.

"I'm fine," I answered with red cheeks. I started walking to the living room to get away from him but he followed me there. 

I sat down on the couch and he sat right next to me, closer than I expected him to.

"So how was school?" Louis asked after a few minutes of awkward silence.

"It was fine. Very tiring of course," I replied.

"I remember our high school days. It was so horrible. I hated all the students and all the teachers there," he laughed.

"But it was also one of the best time of my life. That's how I met Zayn after all," he reminisced.

"Oh?" I didn't know that. "How did you meet?" I asked him out of curiosity.

"In art class. I was failing miserably and he helped me out. After that we became friends and over a few years we both caught feelings."

"That sounds lovely," I smiled.

"Thanks. You should enjoy your last few months. You can still meet your one true soulmate there like I did," he told me with a quick wink.

"I seriously doubt it," I replied honestly. No one has ever shown any interest in me. Niall said that a lot of people have but I'm just too oblivious and innocent to notice. I think he's wrong.

"Well-" he was interrupted by the door opening and a moment later my mum entering the room.

"Oh, hello Louis! I wasn't expecting to see you here," she placed her hand over her heart in surprise and laughed. 

"Hello, Anne," Louis greeted her back. "I came here to discuss the details."

"Of course, yes! But where's your husband?" mum asked him.

"Zayn's in his artsy mood at the moment and I know better than to disturb him while he's working on an artwork. I've learned my lesson a long time ago," Louis laughed.

Right. Zayn's an artist. I have to say, his artworks are simply masterpieces. Critics say that he's one of the most talented artists alive right now and I completely agree. That also means that his works are very famous and really expensive of course.

Louis is actually famous as well. He's a very well known model. I don't think anyone that's ever seen the man would question his career choice since the man is literally a Greek God.

You might be wondering how my mum and I are able to live next to these very rich men. Well, the answer is simple, she is a very good lawyer and makes a lot of money.

"Oh, alright. I'll just talk to you then," mummy smiled.

"Can I go to my room now please?" I asked her.

"Sure, honey," she said with a soft smile.

I said bye to Louis and then left the room. Once in my room, I laid down on the bed again and turned the TV on to watch one of the many shows I hadn't finished watching yet.

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Around maybe 15 minutes later there was a short knock on my door before it was opened. In stepped Louis in all his glory.

"Your mum is leaving very early tomorrow morning so you get to choose if you want to move into our guest room today or tomorrow after school."

"Do I  absolutely have to move in with you? I could just stay here and come there for dinner," I suggested.

"Good try, but no. We'd rather keep an eye on you at all times. And we can't risk anything happening to you or your mum would sue our asses," he said probably jokingly.

I decided to ignore the fact that he said a bad word and just laughed along with him although I knew it was true, my mummy would definitely sue them if I got hurt. It wouldn't be the first time either.

"Fine. I'll move tomorrow then," I let him know. I definitely want to enjoy l one last day in my home with my mummy.

"Great! Just give either one of us a call once you're done packing and we'll come and help you. Or if you happen to need help with packing as well then you can call as well. Although I guess you won't need that many things since we live just next-door."

He turned around and was about to leave but I stopped him. "Wait!" He turned around and waited for me to speak.

"I-I don't have your numbers," I muttered with embarrassment.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't even think about that. Give me your phone and I'll put them both in," he instructed. I handed him my phone and he immediately started tapping it.

He returned it to me and then left once he said goodbye. I checked the new contacts and saw that they were just as Louis T and Zayn T. How many people does he think I know with those names? I decided to make small changes to be more fitting.

I changed them to Louis😊📷 and
Zayn😊🎨

Much better.

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"Can I sleep here with you tonight?" I asked my mummy. I had taken my teddy bear with me and came to her room.

"Of course sweetie," ,he raised one side of the blanket so I could get under it. I did so hurriedly and then snuggled into her.

She spooned me while I also hugged my teddy.

"I'm gonna miss you," I told her, a tear rolling down my face.

"I'm gonna miss you too baby, so much. But I'll call you all the time, yeah?" She kissed my head and squeezed her arms tighter around me.

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you too my little prince."

And I was out like light.

The next day

When I woke up, the bed was empty. A wave of sadness immediately hit me because I realized that I'm officially alone. Yeah I'll have Louis and Zayn taking care of me but they're complete strangers to me.

I'm honestly so scared. What if they're super strict and won't let me do anything? Or what if they don't care about me at all. I don't even know which would be worse to be honest.

Also what happens if I do anything wrong? Will they punish me? I hope not cause that would be extremely humiliating. 

I was just about to head downstairs to make myself some breakfast when my phone beeped. It was a message from Louis.

Louis😊📷

Good morning! How are you getting to school? Is your blonde friend picking you up or do you need me to drive you? And do you want me to pick up some breakfast for you?

Oh wow. I guess they do care since he's taking this very seriously. And he uses punctuation! That's not something you see often nowadays.

Me

Morning! Yes, my friend is picking me up. And no, you don't need to get me anything, I was just about to make myself food. Thanks though!

Louis😊📷

Alright. Have a nice day at school. We're very excited for you to move in with us.

Me

Thank you!😊

After that little conversation I made food, got dressed and went outside to wait for Niall.

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What do people even pack when they are moving just next-door and have access to their own house?

I decided to just take some clothes and my essentials. I figured when I needed something I could just come and get it.

Once I was done, I gathered up all my courage and then left the house. I locked the door behind me and walked up to their door.

I took in a deep breath and knocked. It was opened just a moment later by a grinning Zayn.

"Hello! Come on in!" he said and stepped aside to let me in.

"H-hi," I greeted him nervously.

"Oh, let me take that," he grabbed my bag from me. I thanked him with a smile.

"I'll show you where you'll be staying and then I'll leave you to settle in if you'd like. I can also stay with you, if that's what you prefer," he offered.

"I'd like to settle in, please."

"That's perfectly fine. This is it," he pointed to a door upstairs. I opened it and walked in. It was very nice but impersonal. I guess that's expected of a guest room.

"You can decorate it however you want. You can get your things from your room but we could also go shopping."

"Oh, there's no need for that, I'll just get my things. And this is very nice, thank you," I said with a smile.

"You're welcome. You can come downstairs once you're settled in. You don't have to, of course. Just do whatever you want, yeah?"

God, he's trying so hard. It makes me feel very welcome and it's really sweet but I couldn't help but giggle.

"Thank you, Zayn."

He seemed to relax at that and smiled. "You're welcome, Harry," he said before leaving the room.

I picked up the bag that Zayn had put on the floor and started unpacking. I first put away my clothes and then everything else. It only took me around 15 minutes since I didn't take that many items with me.

I sat down on the bed to think about what to do next. I could either go downstairs and socialize or I could keep watching my tv show.

TV show it is.

I'd go down, but honestly, I have no clue what to talk to them about. We live in completely different worlds and I can't imagine we have that much in common.

Plus, I'm afraid that I'd just annoy them if I went down. Maybe they expect me to just stay in this room at all times and not bother them. It would be totally understandable, I know how annoying I can be. And I am just intruding on their personal space all of a sudden after all.

It took me a while to find the tv remote but once I did, I turned it on and put on the show.

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My alone time was interrupted by a knock on the door a few hours later.

"Come in!" I said loudly. It was Louis.

"Hello, Harry. All settled in?" he asked me and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, I am."

"I know this is probably hard for you. Living with us I mean, since you don't really know us. But I promise that we're always here for you and you can tell us anything."

Wow.

"That's very nice of you, thank you."

"Of course. Would you like to come downstairs now? Dinner should be ready soon so we can watch something until then," he suggested.

"Sounds good, yeah," I agreed and got up. He did the same and then led the way to the living room.

I stared around the huge and magnificent room in awe. It was very beautiful. Although we've been neighbors for years I've actually never been inside their house so this is all new for me.

We sat down on the huge couch a few feet apart. He turned the huge TV on.

"Is there anything specific you want to watch?" he asked. I simply shook my head. 

"How about we just look up what's on right now and you tell me once anything catches your eye?"

"Sure," I answered. He began changing channels and showing me what's on. He stumbled across a cartoon channel and I saw that SpongeBob was playing.

I really wanted to tell him to keep that on but I wasn't sure how he'd react to it.

"Did you see something you like?" he asked. I guess he had noticed my reaction.

"Uh no. Why don't you just choose something?" I asked him.

"Because you're the guest and I really don't mind watching anything."

Was that supposed to be a hint?

"Can we watch SpongeBob please?" I asked quietly, my voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Of course, darling." he smiled and put that channel on.

We sat there silently for 20 minutes until Zayn came to announce that the dinner was ready. We all went to the dining room and sat down. They sat next to each other and I had to sit opposite Louis.

We all served ourselves food and started eating. Zayn had made some fancy pasta. I have to admit that it was very good. Apparently Zayn does all the cooking in this house.

"This is delicious," I told him.

"Thank you sweetie, I'm glad you like it," he responded.

"So, Harry, have you decided what you want to do after high school?" Louis asked as a conversation starter.

"Not really. I'm still trying to figure it out. I took photography as  one of the elective courses this year and I found out that I'm really into that. But I also want to do something in the music industry, I think."

"Oh, you like photography? That's nice. What do you like to photograph?" Zayn asked me.

"Anything, really. I mostly take pictures of nature and my friends though," I explained.

"So you like taking pictures of people? We have to do a photoshoot together one day then," Louis said. Right, he's a model. I already forgot about that.

"That would be really lovely," I said with a big smile, my dimples making an appearance.

I heard Louis gasp loudly. "You have dimples?!" He asked excitedly and poked them.

I couldn't help but laugh, which made them even deeper.

"Lou's always been obsessed with dimples. At one point he even wanted to break up with me because I don't have them," Zayn explained Louis' excitement. I laughed at the ridiculousness of him wanting to break up with Zayn because of something so small.

"Hey! You didn't need to tell him that. And i wouldn't have actually done it," Louis pouted.

"Sorry, but he needs to know that his life is in danger now. I wouldn't put it past you to tie him up and keep him locked up forever," Zayn joked.

"You really think I'd do that?" Louis pretended to be offended. "Okay, I probably would. But dimples are fucking adorable so you can't blame me," he then admitted.

I frowned at the bad word but didn't say anything about it since I didn't want to be rude.

For the rest of the dinner all three of us talked to each other. It was actually a lot of fun and I felt a lot more comfortable than I ever imagined I could be with someone so unfamiliar. 

After helping Zayn clean up I went back to my room to do my homework. Soon after that I went to sleep.

I went to bed feeling happy. Maybe staying with them won't be so bad after all.

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