Right! So someone requested this but I accidentally deleted the prompt so the anon who requested... this prompt is so cute and I love it thanks for it xxxxxx
You were Blake’s younger sister. Because of your age he never really let you go anywhere with him when he was working. He knew what kind of trouble you caused at home and didn’t think bringing a seven year old to interviews and meetings would be a good idea. However, one day you came home from school crying that you missed him and your mum saw no other choice but to bring you to the boys’ interview down in London. Being the baby of the family you always seemed to get what you wanted.
“Mummy I can do it myself.” You tried to push the door open. She helped you push it open and you ran inside, looking around for a familiar face.
“Is that little y/n I see?” Their manager, joe smiled at you.
You shyly grabbed your mum’s hand.
“She wanted to see Blake. She’s been crying about him all day now.” Soulla sighed.
“Well I can take you back to see him. Not a problem.” Joe reaches his hand out. You looked at your mum.
“Go ahead, love. I’ve got to go take this phone call.” She pulled her ringing phone out of her bag. “It’s for work.”
“Come on.” Joe led you back to the green room.
“What the hell, George?!” Reece shouted. “That was my KitKat! Who said you could-“
“Reece, language.” Joe warned.
“Why- oh hello.” His voice softened when he saw you looking at him nervously. “Come on in, y/n.”
Blake’s head snapped up at your name. He grinned and ran over to you, lifting you into his arms. “I missed you, Blakey.” You said.
“Aw i missed you too, love.” He placed you back on your feet. “I didn’t know you were coming. Where’s mummy?”
“She’s on the phone with work. I was really sad I couldn’t see you so she brought me here.” You explained.
“You want a KitKat?” He handed it to you.
“Thank you.” You took it from him politely.
“Boys you have to come do the interview right now.” Joe said.
“What about y/n? Is my mum back yet?”
“No I wanna stay with you.” You gripped Blake’s sleeve.
“You can’t.” He said. Your eyes glazed over and your bottom lip trembled. “No hey hey it’s okay. Don’t cry you can come with us.” He rushed.
“I don’t care just go to the interview room. You’re already late.” Joe said. Blake held your hand as you walked with them to the room. They sat down and you sat on Blake’s lap.
“Aw I see we have a new member of new hope club here.” The host chuckled.
“This is my sister, y/n.” Blake said.
“It’s nice to meet you, y/n. I’m Stella.” The host smiled. “So boys what are your favourite songs on the album?”
“I like medicine!” You exclaimed. “Medicine is my favourite song.” Everyone burst into laughter.
“She meant us three, not you, y/n.” Blake whispered to you. “The questions aren’t for you.” You furrowed your eyebrows.
“No she can answer too, Blake.” Reece laughed. “It’s cute.”
“Y/n what’s something Blake does at home that’s a bit naughty?” Stella asked.
“Y/n don’t say anything rude.” Blake warned.
“No but he never cleans the table after he eats breakfast. And he leaves his clothes in the bathroom all the time on the floor. That’s naughty. He isn’t supposed to do that.”
“Y/n...” he laughed, embarrassed.
“Tell us more. What’s Blake like as a brother?” Stella asked.
“He’s never home.” You frowned. “But! I love him the most and he’s really really nice. He sometimes gives me biscuits and sweets when mummy says no and we play games on the x box too.”
“This is the most I’ve ever heard her talk.” George looked at you in amazement.
“She’s a nightmare at home.” Blake chuckled.
After the interview, your mum was waiting for you. “Blake it’s so good to see you.” She greeted him and the other boys with hugs.
“Hi mum. I missed you a lot.” Blake grinned.
“Right, y/n you need to say goodbye now. We have a train to catch.” She told you.
“Now please.” She said sternly.
You burst into tears and wrapped your arms around Blake. “I don’t wanna go.”
“Look,” Blake knelt down to your height. “Mummy says you have to leave now. I’ll see you soon. I promise.”
“No. It’ll be ages. I want to stay longer.” You shook your head.
“I’ll give you one last cuddle then it’s time to go.” He gave you a hug. He pulled away and wiped your tears. “I’m going to miss you too but in two months I’ll be home and we can do whatever you want. I’ll take you to the cinema, we can go to the playground, anything.” He told you. “Bye, y/n I love you.”
“Come on let’s go, darling.” Your mum caressed your cheek before saying a final goodbye to her son. The entire train ride back, she couldn’t put a smile on your face, but you still had that KitKat in your pocket. That made you grin. “What are you grinning about little miss sulky?” Mum laughed.
“George gave me chocolate.” You showed her. “See?”
“Ah well you better eat it now before it melts.” She smiled.
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