Strong(sequel to Still the One)

Jordan
Lauren and my spring break was coming up, and my parents said we could bring the boys to the lake house. It had eight bedrooms, and it was going to be a tight fit. My parents would be in the first master bedroom, Lauren's parents in the second master bedroom, Lauren and me in the first twin rooms, our brothers in the second twin rooms, Harry and Niall in the third twin rooms, Zayn, Liam, and Louis in the room with bunk beds, my sister in the room in the basement, and a special guest in the guest room. I didn't know who it was, but my parents and Lauren's parents knew him as we as the boys. My mom said I probably knew him, I just wouldn't be able to guess who he was. Probably a random famous producer or something.
Lauren, Niall, Harry, Liam, Louis, Zayn and I were flying to our Michigan lake house in three hours, and only Liam, Lauren, and I had finished packing.
Liam was helping Zayn and Louis, I was helping Niall, and Lauren was helping Harry.
"Princess!" Niall yelled. "I need help! I don't know what to pack!"
"Start with a bathing suit. Pack clothes for warm weather. Whatever you want Niall. Hurry, we have to get to the airport in less than two hours!" I replied. I had packed for this trip since I was five years old. Well, I didn't pack, I always had our staff do it for me. My mother didn't even do laundry.
"I'M DONE PACKING JORDAN!" Louis screamed.
I chuckled. "OKAY LOUIS! PUT YOUR SUITCASE IN THE TRUNK PLEASE!"
"ALRIGHT! ZAYN IS GOING WITH ME!"
Louis wasn't even that far from where I was with Niall in the boys' apartment, but come on, it's Louis we're talking about.
"Harry just finished too Jordan!" Lauren called.
"Okay! Wait in the cars guys! We'll be out soon!" I called back. "You've really gotta hurry now Horan."
"I know," he chuckled.
Five minutes later, Niall and I were walking out of the apartment with his suitcase.
Niall, Louis, Liam, and I were riding in my car, and Harry, Zayn and Lauren were in her car. Lauren and I were the designated drivers because we were the only ones who'd ever been there before.
I don't know why I let Louis Tomlinson come in fifty feet of my pink Mustang convertible, but Liam's presence made me feel a whole lot calmer. Not to mention Niall's presence as well. The drive to the lake house was a good six hours from the boys' apartment. We stopped about three times total for gas and to use the restroom.
Niall had his hand on my knee the whole way there. I was very nervous for him to meet my dad. I was sure my mom didn't think I was actually dating him, but my dad might not like Niall. I mean, in my young Directioner days he had encouraged me, but I doubt he thought it would really ever happen.
I was busy making a list of all the things Niall, Harry and the rest of the boys could do to ensure our fathers liked them when Liam yelled from the backseat, "Jordan! Look out for that Chevy!"
I slammed on the brakes. After five seconds, we all realized we were okay and continued driving. Harry called Niall to make sure we were alright.
"What had you so preoccupied?" Niall asked.
"I was thinking of all the things you could do to make my parents like you," I said, keeping my eyes focused on the road.
"Like what? Boys listen to this," Niall answered.
"Okay, so you need to be Republican, you can't swear, you can't talk about dirty things, you need to cover your tattoos as much as possible, and pray with us at every meal, don't kiss up to my dad, don't call my parents or Lauren's parents by their first name, oh God! No my dad hates that. It's Mr. Caudell or Sir. That's it. Don't touch me or Lauren, don't kiss us in front of them, just be good, not cheeky. Good yeah?"
"Sure, Jordan ," Liam answered kindly.
"Course Princess," Niall replied.
"That'll be really hard Jordan. I don't know..." Louis trailed off.
"Well, you'll have to challenge yourself Lou, because that's the only way to get my parents to like you," I said convincingly.
"I'll at least try," Louis responded.
"Good boy!" I laughed.
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Lauren
The car ride was basically just me and Harry; Zayn slept the whole six hours.
"What if your dad doesn't like me?" Harry worried.
"Calm down Haz! If my mom likes you, so will he," I reassured him.
"What can I do to make sure he does?" Harry asked.
"Well." I said, glancing at my phone. "Louis just sent me a text that Jordan made list of all the things you had to do to get our parents to like you. Oh, and here's the list." I handed him my phone as he read it silently.
"Done," he smiled. "I can do that. Your parents will be a piece of cake!"
"Good!" I grinned.
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Jordan
We arrived at two in the afternoon.
"Okay, grab your suitcases boys!" I ordered. Lauren's and my suitcases had already been delivered, so we just walked up to the front door.
The boys did as they were told and soon met us on the front step.
"Okay. Remember everything I told you. Just be good, yeah?"
Just then, the door opened. It was Annie, one of our middle aged housekeepers.
"Jordan!" She greeted me. "Hello, Lauren!"
"Hi, Annie!" We returned. "Boys, meet Annie. Annie these are Niall, Harry, Liam, Louis, and Zayn. They're our guests for the week. Well, five of them anyway. Do you know who the special guest is?"
"Yes. But I'm not supposed to tell you! And nice to meet you boys. Welcome to Caudell Cove!"
Caudell Cove was what I had christened the lake house when I was ten years old. I'm surprised Annie remembered that- I hadn't until she reminded me.
"Are my parents here yet?" Lauren asked.
"Yes. They flew in a few hours ago. They're in the parlor."
When I was twelve, I was obsessed with olden day things, so I made sure we all acted like it. Calling things parlor, and drawing room. I'm not sure why Annie was suddenly bringing this all up. I banned it when I was fifteen.
"Hi Mom! Hi Dad! Mr. and Mrs. Huhn," I greeted them with hugs. "Are Paige, Carson, and Nick here yet?"
"Paige is here, Carson and Nick aren't."
Nick is Lauren's older brother and Paige and Carson are my older sister and brother.
"Oh. Well, I'd like to introduce you to One Direction. Boys," I started.
"Hi," Liam smiled.
"We're," from Harry.
"One." Louis.
"Direction!" Grinned Niall.
"Yay!" Zayn cheered.
"These are Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn," Lauren introduced. "Boys meet our parents."
"What's for dinner?" A familiar voice asked. It was my sister Paige!
"Paige!" I greeted. "How are you?"
She hugged me. "I'm great. But I bet you're doing better!"
I nodded.
"Mermaid Stew," my mother answered. Another thing I had named. Why were they doing this?
God, I hope they weren't trying to embarrass me!

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