~September 13th, 1929~

"Brush, one. Brush, two. Brush, three. Brush, four," I counted to myself.

I had to brush my hair every morning and night fifty times, brush my teeth for at least two minutes and then look the best I could be by sitting up straight and smiling at everyone. The terrible part about it is that I get quite tired and it is really a pain to smile every hour around the clock except for the time when I am by myself.

My parents did not want a girl since they swore that having a girl in the house is too expensive. However, now that they have me they had told me that they wouldn't have it any other way. However this doesn't mean that they didn't still want a boy. This now leads up to where they are now.

In the hospital with a little boy named Niall who is now my younger brother.

Why am I not there you ask?

I cannot be there, my daddy asked me not to go and to have dinner on the table when he got back. So being a good I stayed.

The dinner was ready table but it was late and dad still was not back from the hospital yet.

The first thought came into my mind, 'Home Alone? I can not be home alone, I'm only 6 years of age.'

Then the door opened and daddy walked in.

"Hi dad," I grinned up at him, "how's mom and Niall?"

He smiled down at me his face withered down from the war before and from fatigue, "They are doing very well. We'll be able to bring them home tomorrow, which means lots of cleaning needs to be done. Is his room cleaned and ready for him like I told you to do while we were away?"

"Yes daddy, I was actually hoping that I would be able to go tomorrow. I'm all dressed and ready for bed," I spoke.

"Head to bed then now," He sighed his Irish accent peeking out underneath the American cover-up.

I nodded and hurried up the stairs, going in my room, quietly closing the door behind me.

Yawning and stretching I grinned and checked the clock, 6:30 am, time to get ready to get mum and Niall. Hopping out of bed, I slipped on my favorite purple summer dress. It really pretty and I adored it ever since I had gotten it. Since it was a light purple, I grabbed a light purple ribbon to pull back some of my hair but not all of it. My long dark curly brown was way too long for the ribbon to hold all of it.

I slipped on my slippers and tip-toed down stairs to make breakfast for father and I.

"You're up early, I see Kara," My dad looked at me eyebrows raised.

"I was going to make breakfast for us," I smiled shyly.

He shook his head and pointed to the kitchen, "Eat something quickly or we are going to miss the service today. Everyone wants to know about how your mother is doing there so might as well go there and tell everyone at once."

I hurried to the kitchen and made my breakfast, ate it, and then slipped off my slippers replacing them with my dressy shoes. Dad was waiting at the door motioning for me. We both got into the car and then sped off to make the Sunday service.

Dad sighed in relief that we made it just in time. I jumped out of the car when I saw a familiar face and ran towards him. He held out his arms and wrapped them around me hugging me.

"You aren't falling over anymore, Liam," I teased.

"I didn't want your mum to be made if you ruined your dress though," he shyly said blushing just a little bit.

Liam was only a year younger than me but it didn't mean that we couldn't be friends, right? His family was quite big, with having two older sisters and one brother the same age as him even though they aren't twins, but large families are quite normal. Especially since his parents are divorced and they remarried to other people.

"How are Ruth and Nicole," I asked I was going to ask about his brother but I didn't know him at all.

"They are doing well," he grins, "How's your mum doing? I heard you now have a younger brother?"

I nodded excitedly, "Yeah I get to go and see him after mass. I'm really excited!"

"What's his name," He asks, "My brother has a best mate that has a younger sister that was born and we're all going to get her today. Her name is Charlotte, Lottie for short though."

"His name is Niall," I grinned, "I'm so happy I get to meet him today."

"We better get going though since the mass is almost about to start," Liam states quickly.

"Wait does this mean I get to meet your brother today," I asked, the thought finally tumbling out of my mouth.

"Maybe if we see each other at the hospital, then yeah you could meet him today," he sighs.

"Could I sit by you I don't know where my dad went and I don't want to disrupt everyone by trying to find him," I smiled sweetly and he nods and grabs my hand.

We walked silently to where his mum and stepdad were sitting along with his sisters. I noticed a next to Ruth so I assumed that it was his brother. So I went with the idea that it was his brother. He had brown curly hair and blue, no green eyes, with just barely visible dimples.

"Kara there you are! Oh hello, there Liam sorry, but we have to leave now if that's alright with you," my dad explains to Liam.

I wave good-bye to him but he comes over and gives me a great big hug, "Maybe I'll see you later?"

"Yeah," I exclaimed.

My dad and I made the drive to the hospital and then went to my mother's room. She was already standing and walking around picking up her things, until dad stepped in and got the rest together.

I excused myself and wandered the halls aimlessly thinking I wouldn't get lost, until I actually did. However I just continued with what I was doing since I didn't really care and I was lost in my thoughts.

Being jerked out of my thought as soon as I crashed into something. Well rather someone, actually.

"AY, MATE WATCH WHERE YOU- Oh sorry about that," the blue eyed boy said.

"Ow, well that hurt," I pouted not hearing him.

"Hey I said I was sorry," He yelled in my ear.

"Oww, that really hurt," I rubbed my ear, "You don't have to be so rude. First I land on my bum and it hurts really bad and now I've got an earache because you screamed unnecessarily into my ear."

"Again I'm sorry," he said softer holding out his hand, "My name is Louis, but you can call me Lou if you'd like."

I accepted his offer and then he pulled me up, "I'm Kara. Nice to meet you!"

Brushing off my dress as best I could I tried to get the back but it was challenging. Louis made sure I got back to my parents in one piece and I couldn't have probably found my way back. He said the only reason why he knows this place so well is because his mum is a nurse here.

"Hello, Kara's parents," Louis waved to them and I just giggled uncontrollably, "Sorry I don't know the proper name for you since Kara never told me her last name, and again I'm really sorry."

"You never told me yours," I giggled some more at his strange antics.

"Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson," he said fashionably.

I laughed, "Well then for me it would be, Horan, Kara Horan."

"Why yes it would," he grinned.

"Oh I think I got to go my parents are wanting to go, but maybe we'll go to school together and we can see each other there," I told him smiling.

I ran off to my parents and Niall waving goodbye to Louis, who little did I know would one day be a huge part of my life, my future.