The Love Triangle ( One Direction Fan-Fiction) #1

Belonging to someone.....two someones

I sat watching the boys mostly Niall, stuff their faces with food, I had eaten more then enough for now and was content to watch the boys. I loved that they were so carefree and loving life.

“Staring at someone is apparently considered being rude” I heard Zayn’s voice behind me I turned to him, his expression was teasing with a hint of.....seriousness? 

“Sorry, I just admire the way you guys are so carefree and loving life” Zayn’s expression turned to a compassionate one 

“I’m pretty good at reading people Belle so I know when people are feeling down”

“Really? Have the others noticed?” I asked

“A little but I wanted you to know that I’m here to talk or just listen if you want”

“Thanks Zayn”I said reaching out and evolving him in a hug

“The boys call me Wayne as a nickname, if you want you can too”

“Can I call you Zaynie?” I asked

“Don’t push your luck” Zayn said pulling away and smiling

“Who want’s to play twister?” Lou’s voice rang out causing the other boys to groan

Niall P.O.V

I watched Belle as she slept, she looked like a princess.All perfect and at peace.Her giggle still sounded in my head from hours when Lou had forced us to play twister, Harry had spun the board causing Belle in order to reach the green spot with her left hand, to shove her head really close to Liam’s arse.

“Niall?” Belle’s husky voice disturbed the silence. I looked at her to find that she was still asleep, I could have sworn that she was awake

“Belle I-”

“Don’t wake her up!” Harry’s voice hissed at me 

“I didn’t realize that you were awake” I lowered my voice to avoid waking Belle

“Well, I couldn’t sleep”

“Same” 

“Quiet over there! Some people are trying to sleep!” Louis’ voice rang out

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Isabelle P.O.V

The weeks went by turning into a month. The boys and I regualy hung out and I was starting to fit in. I loved London now, granted it wasn’t Australia but it was starting to feel like home and that was due to Harry and Niall. I had been taken on the London eye, dined at fancy restraunts and even gone on a helicopter ride.I walked inside the flat I still shared with my parents. slipping  into my bedroom passing the mirror on the way, I glanced in it and stared in shock. My hair was disgusting,the blonde curls looked like someone had teased them. My green eyes stared at me and I spotted the familiar twinkle that had been absent from my eyes for two years. I turned towards my wardrobe and with one hand grabbed a pair of orange skinny jeans and a white and navy 3/4 sleeve top. I made my way into the bathroom turing on my ipod dock as I did.

I loved my music, weather it was my bands new song or just music in general. I stepped into the shower turning the hot water on and singing along to the lyrics. I felt relaxed as I massaged my rose scented shampoo into my scalp. I often took showers just to relax, my dad used to joke that I was secretly a mermaid when I was little and I used to play it up by wearing a “tail” when we went swimming.I got out of the shower then, wrapping myself in my fav fluffy towel and after slipping on my underwear I proceeding to get dressed. I heard the ping! of my phone.I walked out and sat on my bed reading the message