It was rainy so heavily outside I couldn't even hear my own thoughts let alone the door bell ringing. I used to love the rain; it rained on my birthday every year in Australia. But here it's no novelty if it rains, only if the sun shines.
I'm a 17 year old exchange student currently living in England, and actually it is a lot of fun. It's even funnier though because my exchange sister Abbey is in love with One Direction, but I don't see what all the fuss is about. Abbey is 18 and she is currently spending a few weeks with a friend in Yorkshire, so I'm the only child in the house at the moment.
As I was saying as I was drifting off to sleep the doorbell rang, Paul (Dad) went to answer the door I heard about 4 or so people come in and Maria (Mum) went downstairs to help with something. I heard them say something about some of them sleeping on the fold out couch while the others slept in Abbey's room, but all I could think was Why is anyone here this time of the night?
The next morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes and the sound of my guitar being played down stair. Wait why was my guitar being played at 8 O'clock on Saturday morning?
"Hannah!" called Maria, "Please come down stairs. We have company."
I rolled out of bed and slumped my way down the stairs into our lounge room, and there I saw him. Niall Horan and my guitar.