My sister

Niall's POV

I care about my sister. A lot. I don't want her around the boys. If the boys see her, they are going to be around her everywhere. Besides, I care f much to let her go. She's one year younger than me, but still. I walked to my sisters room and knocked on her door. She opened it and she was a mess. I smiled and laughed.

"Morning ogre" I said and smirked

"oh Niall, shut up" she said

"hey sorry, want some breakfast?" I asked

"sure"

"good cause I made a lot"

"so, imma be able to go out today or nah"

"sorry kiddo, the guys will be coming over today, remember in your room no noise"

"Niall, please, I'm old enough to go our when I want to and I want to meet the-"

"enough, Ana" I said

"no Niall, I'm fucking tiered of your shit"

"Ana, I'm sorry" I said more calmly.

"whatever Niall, I'm not,hungry, " she said and ran upstairs.

Shit. Now I really fucked up. My phone rang and I pulled it out of my pocket. It was Harry. I picked up and said hi.

"Hello mate" I said

"hey, so we still up for later"

"yeah, umm, at five sounds good?"

"Yeah"

"Niall!" My sister yelled

"who's that Niall" Harry asked

"ummm, nobody, the neighbors gotta go" I hung up and ran to Ana's bedroom.

"Ana, what the hell, I was on the phone with Harry"

"well too bad"

"get on your room"

"fine, but this is the last time,hear me right"

"the boys will be here any second"

Notes

Hiiiii