A/N: I know I'm writing a bunch of other fanfics at the moment, but I got this idea and I wanted to know what you thought of it. Please review and tell me what you think! :)

Chapter One

Emily POV

I headed off the airplane, searching the airport for the familiar brown-haired head I missed so much. My brother, Louis Tomlinson, had been living his dream with his band One Direction, as I was studying and training at college for my own dream to be a dancer. I hadn't seen him since the year before, and I missed my best friend and favorite brother.

After squeezing my way through the crowds, I finally found my older brother. "Lou!" I called, jumping in his arms. I started to cry a little, realizing how much I had missed him. He just held me there for a couple of minutes, until his arms got tired and had to release me.

"Em! I missed you so much!" Louis said, holding me at arm's length. He was decked out in a striped shirt and red pants, as usual, and we barely noticed the flashes of cameras. I was going to be living with my beloved brother and training to be a ballerina. I was going to live my own dream.

"Emily, this is my band. Oh, come on, boys, she doesn't bite...sometimes," Louis said to the group of good-looking boys standing awkwardly behind Louis. In response to Louis' joke, I bit the air.

"I'm Emily, Lou's sister that obviously got all the looks," I joked. I was only kidding, I was actually quite ugly. I had brown hair that barely went past my shoulders and was naturally highlighted blonde, hazel eyes that could never stay one color, and I was tall.

"Harry Styles," a boy with chocolate curls and emerald eyes said, winking and shaking my hand. "You'll actually be living with me because Louis and I share a flat together." I nodded, as a tan boy with a dark quiff and brown eyes came forward and introduced himself as Zayn Malik.

"I'm Liam Payne," another said with short wavy light brown hair and brown puppy-dog eyes said. I shook his hand and looked towards the last boy, and I thought I was going to faint. He had blonde hair that was streaked with brown and the most mesmerizing and beautiful eyes I had ever seen. He was grinning, and seemed like the care-free and happy type. He was only a little bit taller than me, which I was used to because I was always tall.

"I'm Niall Horan," he said with an adorable Irish accent. "You have to live with Larry Stylinson? Good luck!" He laughed, and it was contagious. I laughed, which is not a good thing with my obnoxious laugh."

"Well, it's nice to meet you all!" I said. "Now, Lou, let's gooo! I want to get settled in because Mum bought me a new pair of pointe shoes that I have to break in before school starts!" I whined. Louis rolled his eyes.

After going through the normal hectic airport routines, I was squished in a van inbetween Harry and Niall. I was generally happy with this seat, except for the fact that Harry kept flirting with me.

"So, you're a dancer, huh? I like dancers. They're graceful," Harry said, winking for about the millionth time. I rolled my eyes once again.

"Graceful? Hahaha! Em trips UP the stairs!" Louis laughed from his driver's seat.

"Ah, shut up, boo bear!" I said, then turned to Harry. "Don't underestimate ballerinas. After hours of painful training in toe shoes, you get pretty strong legs. You don't know the damage I can cause to you lower ares, and since we'll be living together, I suggest not to get on my bad side." I turned back around, ignoring Harry's frown and the boys' "oooh"'s.

"She's telling the truth," Louis said in between laughs. "I can still feel the pain from last time I pulled a prank on her." I nodded and smirked mischeiviously. "Mwahahaha!" I laughed evilly.

After a couple more minutes of joking around with the boys and ignoring Harry's failed flirting attempts, Louis announced that we were there and pulled up in front of a large complex building.

"Welcome home, Em!" Liam said. Yeah, welcome home.

Louis POV

I can't express in words how ecstatic I was that my little sister and basically best friend was going to be living with me. I got to watch her become a dancer, something she's been dreaming about since she was a little girl, and live with her. I had missed our hugs, jokes, and long talks late at night. Yeah, I had the boys, and they were great, but I was missing my little sister, Emily, or as I called her most of the time, Em.

We had just pulled up to the complex we all lived in. Harry and I shared a flat, but Niall, Liam, and Zayn all lived alone. Most of the time we hung out in our flat. I was going to have to talk to Harry about flirting with Em, ballerinas are tougher than you think, let me tell you!

We all got out of the car, and I got out Emily's luggage, which she took from me right away. I laughed under my breath and followed everyone into the complex building and into my flat. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out, revealing a text from Eleanor, and I could feel my face light up.

Hey babe! did you get Emily yet? i can't wait to meet her! maybe i'll come over tomorrow and we can all go shopping! -Eleanor Xxx

I sent back:

yeah, we just got home! and you'll love her, babe! that'd be great, but she might want to dance first (of course haha) :P -Lou Xxx

I put my phone back in my pocket, and showed Emily her new bedroom. She put down her bags and looked around. I knew her favorite color was purple, so Eleanor helped me paint her room violet and we picked out a blue and purple bedspread. It wasn't much, but Emily seemed to like it, because she automatically jumped on top of the bed and spread out her legs and arms. I took the opportunity to jump on her, receiving a groan in response.

I finally got off of her, and she immediately went to one of her suitcases, pulling out a box. She pulled out he beloved pointe shoes, which I guessed were the new ones Mum got her. She tried them on, and automatically went up on her toes, towering over me.

"Perfect!" she squealed, sitting back down. "Okay, so the university has a little public studio we can use at anytime, so I'm gonna head over there."

"Number one, you just got here! Don't you want to spend some time with me? And secondly, how are you getting there without a car?" I asked, but Emily replied by taking my keys out of my hands. She shrugged her shoulders. "Hey!" I protested. Em ninja rolled out the door and jumped up, saying, "HOY YAH!" I chuckled to myself and went out to the living room when Emily walked out the door.

Oh, boo bear, don't worry, i'll be back in about an hour so you can spend plenty of time with my awesomeness! i still can't believe i'm going to be living with you! AHH! oh and becca's going to be moving here soon! didn't i tell you she's going to uni too? -Em XxXx

Becca was Emily's best friend and fellow dancer, Rebecca. She was going to be going to the same college as Em and even found a little flat down the street. Emily was really excited, so I was happy for her.

"Where's Emily?" Harry suddenly asked me when I sat on the couch next to him.

"Oh, she's going to the public studio to break in her new pointe shoes from our mum. She'll be back in about an hour or so," I explained. Harry suddenly stood up, and I shot him a weird look.

"I want to see her dance!" Harry said, and I sighed.

"She took my keys, but we can walk. It's only a couple of blocks away. Let's ask the boys if they want to come," I said.

About ten minutes later, Harry, Liam, Niall, Zayn, and I arrived at the little studio. We walked in to find Becca and Emily squealing and hugging each other.

"Hi, Lou! Beck got an early flight and surprised me here! Yay! What are you doing here anyway?" Emily said really fast,

"They wanted to see you dance," I said. Emily rolled her eyes and motioned for us to sit on a row of chairs against the wall. The studio was empty, but still small. Soon enough, after Emily warmed up, she was dancing, spinning, and jumping around on her toes gracefully. I couldn't help but smile proudly at the boys shocked expressions. Rebecca Patterson was doing some kind of jazz routine in the back, but I noticed that only Zayn was paying attention to her. Oooh...

About ten minutes later, Emily was sitting on the studio floor, panting and massaging her toes. "Owww! Why do I do this to myself?" she groaned. I noticed a few blisters had started to bleed.

"Are you okay?" Niall asked concerned, making Emily laugh. Emily had a unique laugh. She hated it and thought she sounded like a dying chicken, but it was a nice laugh. And she laughed a lot too, especially at me.

"Well, I guess so! I'm used to it, but these are new shoes, so they're not broken in yet," Em explained. "Now, let's go! I'm hungry and in need of a shower." I pinched my nose shut, and Em stuck her tongue out at me.

"Oh, come here, Lou!" she said, getting up and flinging her sweaty arms around me.

"Oh, hey!" Rebecca said suddenly, coming up to us. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail and her light blue eyes were shining. "I'm Rebecca Patterson, but you can call me Becca, Beck, or Bex. This isn't really the best state to meet me in, but it's nice to finally meet you guys!"

"I'm Zayn Malik," Zayn said, actually a little shyly. I knew that he had a little crush on Beck, but he had only just met her. I was sure there was going to be something going on with them later on though. I was sure Niall and Em would find a way too...Hmm...

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