**Nicky’s POV**

I arrived in Ottawa at around 1:30 in the afternoon. I quickly got off the plane, went through customs, and headed away from the gate, looking for Gemma. She was meeting me with the security detail assigned to both of us. Something I couldn’t wrap my head around. Since when did I need security? But I suppose it was more for her than me.

“Nicky! Over here.” I turned and saw my beautiful bestie and ran to her for a big hug. One of the guys with her introduced himself as Jeff and asked for my baggage claim tickets. I handed it over to him and he took off to go get my bags while we were left with the other guy sent along.

“How was the flight?”

“Good. Nothing to get excited about. I read, took a nap.”

“I’m so excited about you coming to live with me. I think I knew I wanted you as a roommate the day you almost punched that pap in the face.” I just laughed. It definitely was an auspicious way to begin a friendship.

*Flashback San Antonio, 2014*

“Harry, I’m fine. Thanks to Nicky. Just have Mike send someone over here. I’m not going to be able to get out of here otherwise…. Yes, I know, I should’ve listened to you. I’m sorry….I don’t know, I’ll ask her.”

Gemma put her hand over the phone and asked me,

“Are you coming to the show tonight?” I shook my head ‘no.’ She turned back to the phone conversation with her brother, “No, she’s not coming.” She looked at me again and asked, “Do you want to? Harry is insisting you come over so he can thank you properly.”

“No, no…that’s ok. I’m meeting friends for dinner later. Tell him I said thank you though.” She went back to her call and let him know that I wouldn’t be coming. Then she told him she would not move until someone came to get her and disconnected the call.

“Well at least let me buy you another coffee. Can you sit with me until Security gets here?”

“Yeah sure.” So we ordered more coffee. I laughed as I sat down.

“What’s so funny?”

“I rescued Harry Styles’ sister. My life, I swear.”

“Well, I can’t thank you enough. I really should learn to listen to him. At least about stuff like this. I just needed to get out of the craziness for a bit. I had no idea that this would happen.”

“I have an older brother, and I probably should listen to him more, but I don’t. We’re sisters, that’s what we do.”

We ended up having a nice conversation for about thirty minutes before a rather large guy in a black t-shirt showed up. She stood up and said,

“It was nice meeting you, Nicky. Thank you again.”

“Any time.” I smiled

“Mike, you should think about hiring her, she’s got a wicked grip and a tongue that would scare the boys into behaving.” She said, giggling to the guard.

“I’ll keep that in mind if we have any openings.” They started for the back door when she turned around and asked,

“Can I have your number? I like you.”I smiled and unlocked my phone and handed it to her as she did the same with hers. We added our contact information to each others phone and passed them back. She gave me a hug and said, “I’ll text you later.”

**Gemma’s POV**

We waited for Jeff to load Nicky’s bags in the back of the Rover before we walked out to get in. There were only a couple of paps outside but Nicky looked petrified. I laughed at her and asked,

“What’s with the face? You took one of these guys on single handed two years ago.”

“Please tell me I won’t have to do that again.”

“No, that’s what Mike and Jeff are here for. Its fine, they don’t want us anyway. They’ll take a few pictures. Just keep your head down and get straight in the car. Let Mike and Jeff do what they are paid to do.” I looped my arm in hers and we made our way out the door. We weren’t bothered at all. We could hear the cameras going but no shouting at us. One guy even said told us to enjoy our day and to say hello to Harry. Canadian Paps…nice as can be.

“Ok, that wasn’t so bad.” Nicky sighed as we pulled away from the airport.

“It’s the guys that get it so crazy. They will rarely bother us. I promise you….well, unless you start shagging my brother…then you are in trouble.” I teased. Mike laughed and said,

“Well, as often as they have been talking the last four months…you never know.” I giggled and looked at Nicky.

“You’ve been chatting up my baby brother, Nichole?” Nicky’s face flushed pink and she put her hands over her face.

“I’ve not been ‘chatting him up’ for God’s sake. He’s my boss. Oh my god. We’ve just talked about work and stuff.”

“And stuff…mmhhmm” I teased her.

“I’m gonna kill you, Gem.”

“No you won’t. You love me.”

“I love you, but the next time I’m gonna let the paps eat you for lunch.”

**Nicky’s POV**

When we got to the hotel, I couldn’t believe all the girls that were swarming the place. It was tricky just getting in the door. All this was so surreal to me. And I was going to be doing this for the next few days before going to London. Gemma and I wouldn’t be traveling with them once we got there. I’d be settling in to the house and getting a head start on some of the things Harry and I wanted to do. But, wow, what a way to get thrust into this new job.

I threw open my suitcase and made Gemma help me pick something to wear to the concert. The leggings and hoodie I wore on the plane seemed hardly appropriate. We finally decided on some black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, black jacket, and a pair of black ankle boots. I left my hair down and just curled it a little. I kept my make up to minimum usually, but Gemma insisted on doing it for me tonight so I let her. I had to admit, it looked pretty good, but I would never be able to do that on my own. Not without a lot of practice anyway.

As we were walking out of the elevator, behind Jeff, Gemma started to giggle at me.

“What? What’s so funny?”

“You look like Harry.”

“Oh my god! I have to go back and change!” and I turned to go back to the elevator. She grabbed me and said,

“No you don’t, miss. We don’t have time for your insecure nonsense. You look great. He’s been texting me every ten minutes since I we got to the hotel.”

“Really?”

“Yeah…let’s go.”

**Harry’s POV**

The door to my dressing room opened and Liam walked in and sat next to me on the sofa, took out his phone and started texting someone. Not saying a word to me. I grinned at him. I knew what was going on.

One…two…three…

The door opened again and in walked Niall and straight to the food we went. Again…not a word spoken. At least he left the door open for Louis, who walked in right after and made himself comfortable right in the chair across from me.

“Is there a meeting I didn’t know about?” I asked, slightly amused at them.

“No,” Niall replied, “just hanging out…waiting.”

“Waiting…right. For what?”

“The Goddess Nichole is arriving today.” Louis piped up, cheeky grin and all, “we’re not missing the grand reunion.” Niall and Liam both laughed and I gave Louis the finger.

“Jesus…”

I was excited to see Nichole again. Far more than I should be. It was quite unprofessional, but I decided it was no use trying to pretend. She and I were friends, and I should be happy to see my friend, right? Yeah, keep telling yourself that, Hazza.

After about twenty minutes and three texts to let me know they were in the building, I heard Gemma and Nichole laughing as they approached the dressing room. Gemma stuck her head in the door and looked around.

“Full house I see. Hello, boys.” Then Nichole came up behind her. Our eyes locked and we both smiled.

“Hey, Harry.” I hopped up off the sofa and walked across the room, hugging my sister first, then pulling Nichole into a hug. God she smelled good. I almost forgot the guys were in the room until Niall cleared his throat. I quickly pulled away and turned around to introduce them to Nichole. Louis' grin was even more cheeky looking, if that is even possible.

“Nichole, meet the rest of the guys…” before I could even introduce them, she walked across the room to Niall, gave him a hug and introduced herself.

“Hey Niall.”

“Hiya Nichole…or Nicky? Which to you prefer?” He asked, being charming as usual. Usually I loved how easy it was for him to speak to people, but today…with Nichole, I didn’t like it.

“Either or, darlin’. Harry prefers Nichole, but Nicky is fine.”

“Nicky it is then.”They both laughed and Nichole turned to Liam, introduced herself with another hug and then turned to Louis.

“Hey, Louis. Nice to finally meet you,” she said, again as she hugged him. I wasn’t liking this at all. But I tried to grin and bear it. Gem looked up at me and mouthed at me to ‘settle down.’

“Nice to meet you too, love. Haz has done nothing but talk about you for months now. You are much more stunning than he let on.” She turned to look at me, her face flushed slightly. Then she looked back to Louis and said,

“Harry is to kind, and so are you, darlin’.”

After the introductions, there was a bit of standing around awkwardly and a bit of small talk before the guys started to filter out of the room. Louis leaned over and whispered in my ear as he walked out,

"You are so screwed, mate." And he walked out giggling to himself.

Notes

Might be a little long, but I had a lot to get in. Hope it didn't bore ya'll to tears. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think. I definitely want to hear what you think Nicky's going to think of the show. Her first One Direction show...

Love ya'll <3