One Direction's New kids

They pulled up to a gate surrounding a house.
“Where are we, a prison?” Drew asked. “Why is the house gated?”
“So we can keep those rude fans out,” Niall says smirking at Sanali. Sanali just rolls her eyes at the comment. The car rolls up in front of the house and they get out carrying the little stuff the girls have.
“Wow,” the girls stared at the house in awe.
“Well,” Liam said, “Don’t you want to see inside?”
“No.” Sanali said, directing it more so to her sister, “We probably can’t touch anything.”
“Don’t worry,” Louis said, “If you don’t break more than one thing, we won’t get mad.”
“But if you do…” Harry said as the guys exchanged looks.
“That’s another story,” said Zayn. The girls exchanged looks of worry.
“Oh,” said Niall, “we were just kidding. You guys don’t have to worry. We’re kind of laid back.” Liam opened the door and the girls couldn’t believe their eyes. Inside there was a color theme going on in the foyer of red, black and white (Sanali’s favorite colors). The ceilings were so tall, and at the top it was a painting of a microphone. When they went further into the house the found pictures of the guys painted on the walls and a wall dedicated to Niall’s guitars. When they got to the living room they found a huge flat screen tele-vision that was HD/3D. Also, a white chair, a long red couch, and a huge black bean bag chair. They went through a big kitchen, and outside discovered a huge pool.
“That’s a big pool,” Drew said, in disbelief.
“At night the lights in the pool can change colors. They came to a divided staircase.
“What do you think so far?” Liam asked.
“It just keeps getting better and better,” Sanali replied, completely amazed.” Drew just nodded her head in a gesture of agreement.
“Why is there a divide in the staircase,” asked Drew, confused.
“The second level is divided into two wings,” Louis said, “A west wing and an east wing. You guys are in the west wing.” The girls had looks of confusion.
“You lost me at wing,” Sanali said.
“Well, should we show them their rooms?” asked Harry breaking the silence.
“Rooms,” Drew asked, “You mean room?”
“No, I mean rooms,” Harry said.
“So…we get our own rooms? Is that what you’re saying,” Sanali asked, suspiciously.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Harry said.
“And later on we’ll let you personalize them, if you want to,” said Louis, as they walked up the stairs, to the west wing. The girls gave each other excited looks. This is the life I never thought I’d have, Sanali thought, is this for real.

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