I never thought I was the boyfriend type. You know the kind of girls that always have a boyfriend. They become single for not even a week before they're playing tonsil hockey with someone new; yeah, the total opposite. Heck I don't think I even belong on the same planet as them. I just never saw myself sitting at "home" crying because I can't see my boyfriend. So being the teenager I still am I decided to stay in bed and cry myself into 30 minute long naps. I'd then wake up, eat some food, read some of my book and go back to bed.
"Jessa, get dressed" my mother hollered from the kitchen.
"Why?" I groaned.
"We're picking up your sisters and brother" she answered. I was suddenly interested in this side trip and got dressed in something comfy.

During the 2 and a half hour car ride I got caught up on the last 9 years of my brothers and sisters lives. The story goes that after working for Modest! Management for 5 years she was on vacation for a week and bumped into someone at Disney Land. Oddly this person wore big yellow shoes, white gloves and loves cheese though he's lactose and tolerant. She says his name is Jeff and a really nice guy. He had twin girls that are 13 right now and are excited about meeting me, though I knew nothing of them till now. A couple years later my mom and Jeff were married and a few months later Brayden was born. He's 7 now and is absolutely adorable, from what I've heard. I'm suddenly beginning to like this half family than my real family. I'd never seen the world until I made up my mind to leave on my own. From there I'd never looked back.

When we arrived she pulled up into a big parking lot next to a huge school. Over the long car ride she explained that for his and her jobs, a boarding school sounded best. The kids didn't mind and it was the only way to fit in with their schedules. I followed my mom through at least two very full parking lots before even being close the school. Out front by a shady tree were a group of big kids surrounding a tall kid who was looking down at a shorter kid? I silently ushered mom over to the group to see what was happening. When I heard her gasp the only thing that could bring to think was that the little kid was Brayden.
"Does wittle Bwayden want his wittle monkey" the older kid taunted my little brother.
"Give it back Dustin" he whined, reaching on his tippy toes for the stuffed monkey.
"If you want it come and get it"
At that I shoved through the crowd and grabbed the monkey from him, handing it back to Brayden. Dustin looked at his hands confused, and then looked around until he came across me standing beside Brayden. "Who do you think you are lady?"
"I believe it's who do you think you are? I'm his sister, and you are a pathetic bully"
"I-I-I'm s-sorry Brayden. It won't happen again" he stuttered before running away. The group left the scene as I bent down to be on Brayden's level. "Hi Brayden; I'm your sister, Jessa"
"I thought my sister’s name was Jessie?"
I looked to my mom for guidance, as she said "That is her name, but she likes to be called Jessa"
"Ok" Brayden nodded. I grabbed his bags that rested against the tree and followed them to find the twins.

Outside of a fenced in playground sat two dark haired girls that looked very similar, but not all the same. One had dyed parts of her hair blonde, probably to tell the two apart. "Lindsey, Lola, meet Jessa" mom said as she approached the girls. They looked up not seeming too fond of me. I smiled and waved at them. I don't know which is which right yet so I didn't want to say anything. They obviously didn't want to say much either and just start grabbing their bags. Mom frowned and helped them with their bags as we silently walked to the car.
"How was school this week, girls?" mom asked while packing their things into the trunk of the car.
"I aced every test this week" the one without blonde in her hair said.
"And Lola?" She didn't say anything, but picked at a loose string on her sleeve. I was just about to slide into the passenger seat when Lindsey shouted, “I call shot gun" She looked sad when mom said, "Jessa's older so you'll have to sit in the back" From then on I could tell this would be a long car ride "home"

About half way through Lindsey was asleep, leaning on the car door and Brayden was snoring softly with is head rested in her lap. I quietly and not so subtly took a picture, turning around and sending it to Niall so he could understand that I don't have a step brother that ended up being fuckable. Lola just had to stick her nose in and ask who I was texting. I replied by saying, “my boyfriend"
"Oh. Who is he?"I fought with myself internally deciding whether to tell her or not.
"You may know him; on the radio quite a bit"
"Who is he?"I smiled and turned around in my seat
"You've heard of One Direction right?"
She pulled a face saying 'I'm thirteen, not three give me the dish'
"Well you can put the rest together"
"You better tell me more when we get home"
"Promise"

Instead of un-packing Brayden and mom were on the couch watching Toy Story, and I was being forced to tell a 13 year old about my love life. Lindsey was in her shared room doing who knows what.
"Which one is he?" she shrieked. This left me not phased at all as I replied, "you know, the cute one" I casually walked over to my suitcase and started my much needed unpacking. "Ugh" she groaned.
“They’re all smoking hot, now why can’t you just tell me?”
“Which one do you like the best?”
She gasped at this, touching her hand to her heart and saying, “I could never love just one of them. That would go against EVERYTHING I believe in, but I just love Harry’s tattoos”
“Ok, its Niall” I smiled.
“You’re the girl everyone talks about!”
My smile faltered a bit. “How do you…what?” everyone must be much more aware about this than I thought. “Yeah, everyone on my floor always has a weekly get together talking about weekly updates on the guys and at least maybe for five minutes you’ll get brought up. Everyone says that you two are the cutest couple and it’s a shame that he’s being seen with such a sl*t” He’s already been seen with his set up and hasn’t told me? I just wanted to curl up into a little ball after this. “How much do you know about her?” I asked curiously. “She dresses like an absolute sl*t and doesn’t fit his personality at all. In the next interview he’ll probably end up saying something about how she’s funny and cute. Treats him like a normal person, but I think its all bull”
“You my friend are correct. It’s all wrong, but you have to keep your mouth shut”
“Why?”
“You don’t know why I’m here do you?”
“I’m guessing your story is different from mine”
“Well it’s a long story, but basically she’s a set up while I’m here. I’m supposed to be by his side as a body guard, but their management doesn’t want me on the US tour. So I’m here until August and he can fly in whenever he wants. Whoever she is she’s just a cover up for how I’m not his girlfriend and I’m here because I’m ‘visiting family’ which was unknowingly true” I explained.
“Wow”
“Yup”
“I’m going to bed, but tell Niall I said Hi and pass the message along to Harry that I’m available”
“Ok, I’ll put in a good word for you”
Lola left my room as I continued unpacking what was left of my second bag. I hadn’t replied to Niall’s last text and changed the subject by saying, “Who’d they set you up with?” He replied seconds later with, “A bitch from school. Always invited me to parties and stuff, but I never said yes to her” I was kind of happy about that, that he never said yes to her. “Twin number one says Hi and hopes Harry is available when she’s legal” I said quickly switching topics once again. “Ha. I’ll tell him”
“I should get some sleep babe”
“Stay on the phone with me?”
“Ok”
I called him and when he answered I heard Louis say, “Girlfriend alert everyone hide quickly” And then Niall telling him in the most polite manner if possible, “F*ck off Lou”
I stayed on the phone with him, talking every once and a while, but mostly just hearing his breathing was enough to help me sleep. That night I fell asleep while on the phone with him.