All Hidden Away

I remember when Harry, Gem and I were little… well I was little they weren’t really. I must have been about six or seven, Harry close to ten and Gem about fifteen. We were all playing hide and seek inside the house because it was cold and wet outdoors. Gemma was counting and Harry and I had the task of hiding. From the minute she covered her eyes and started counting back from fifteen, it had to always be our age for fair advantage, I knew where I had to hide were I would never be found. I ran into the laundry and hid in the basket we dumped our dirty clothes and sat and waited in the dark enclosed space. I had a glow in the dark watch that lit up like a torch. I couldn’t read it, but it made me feel smart because both Gem and Hazza had one and mum hated me feeling left out. It felt like hours before Harry came to find me. Gemma got distracted with a friend or something… which hut, a lot. He called out to me and thinking we were still playing I stayed dead quite. But harry has always known me better than I know myself sometimes and within a few seconds he was lifting the lid off the basket and smiling down at me with his dimpled smile and green eyes.
“Come Lou,” he said referring to my family nickname, from my second name Louise. “Gem doesn’t want to play anymore and I’ve got some ice cream for us.” He took me into the kitchen and sat me down at the table before making me an ice cream sundae which we ended up sharing.
We then went for a walk to the park that was behind our house and we climbed trees all afternoon. On our way home, I tripped over an overfallen tree stump and grazed my knee and hands quite badly. Harry was the one who carried me home and helped me clean it all up. He asked if he could make them better and proceeded Eskimo-kissed both my hands and my sore knee. He always seemed to be the one to look after me when mum wasn’t around and when we separated when I was twelve, I don’t think anyone had any idea how much I missed my brother, the only person who knew me better than me.

And now I was looking at him after he just suggested the only thing I wanted most but couldn’t have.
“Tasha… say something?” He said, worry etched across everyone’s face in the room. My mouth was open and I couldn’t close it or move at all. Stu pushed my shoulder slightly and I turned to look at him with my eyes wide. My mum motioned for everyone to follow her out of the room.
I look back at Harry to see the hurt in his eyes. He wanted this as badly as I did.
“Hazz…” I started but got a lump in my throat. I coughed away my emotions and tried again. “You know They won’t let that-”
“They didn’t really have a choice when I told them.” He cut across me with a frown. He honestly thought I didn’t want to live with my big brother and his best mates for a month?
“Wait…” it dawned on me what he was saying. “They said yes??” I asked my mouth falling open again. One Direction’s management took it upon themselves to control all aspects of their lives… including mine most days since I signed that stupid contract with them. I wasn’t allowed to go to any of the boy’s houses without permission, I wasn’t allowed to follow them on any form of social media or save their numbers in my phone. And I sure as hell was not allowed to be seen with them in public. I know, my own fault, but I was only twelve.


He nodded and made a small forced smile.
“I mean I know it’s not really ideal, but we have a spare room with and on suit bathroom and you can still do some work if you need to and we can go out with Paul and the guys and well ensure no one recognises you and-” he carried on for a bit but I couldn’t hear him. My ears were ringing with excitement and I broke out into a huge smile that actually made my cut on my forehead ache a bit. I leaped from my seat and ran into him.
“I’d love to!” he hugged me but pushed me out at arm’s length like I was a kid again.
“Are you sure? It won’t be easy living with the four of us, we really messy and there will be girls and They might have other rules and there will be issues but I will make sure that we take good care of you and that-”
“Harold,” Louis came back into the lounge after clearly eavesdropping and placing a hand on his shoulder he whispers “She said yes already.”
“Yeah…” he said looking at Louis with sad eyes, “but I haven’t told her…”
“Told me what?” I said taking a step back not trusting what was coming.
“If we go home after Lunch with Gem, we’ll probably get there late on Sunday, and on Monday or Tuesday, Modest! wants to meet with you again.”
I looked at the ground. The boys knew how much I hated meeting with anyone when it came down to this kind of thing. They always made me feel like I wasn’t pretty enough, smart enough or simply anything enough to hang out with the boys.
“But Tasha, I’ve already told them Lou and I will be there for the meeting and that they cannot force you to do anything and… please still come?” he looked so sad at the thought that I wasn’t going to come anymore.
“Harry…” I said waiting for him to make eye contact with me again instead of looking at the floor. “Modest! Will not change the fact that im still coming. Nothing they do will stop that…okay?”
Surprisingly Louis pulled me into a hug before Harry even got a chance, and before I knew it I was being suffocated by four really strong idiotic teenage boys that I will be living with for the next month.

Notes

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xxx L.