~ABBY'S POV~
I got home to see Kaitlyn and Harry sitting on my couch. "Where is everyone?"
"Liam and Danielle went back to his to watch some films, Zaynster has a date, Louis went back to ours because he was bored here, and Niall's on the toilet," Harry explained. "He's waiting for you to get home." I nodded.
"And you're here because?"
"This is my girlfriend's temporary home. And my best mate's girlfriend's home. I'm invited here." I rolled my eyes. "So did you, um, hear anything interesting today?"
"No," I said casually. "But I did see an interesting article. Apparently, my hair is now dark and I've changed my name to Demi Lovato." I saw Kaitlyn smile and Harry laughed. Suddenly, Niall turned around the corner, and he stopped when he saw me. He seemed to hesitate before smiling and walking over to me.
He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. "So how was your day?"
"It was pretty good," I admitted. "Well actually, it was good, then bad, then good again."
Niall looked down at me nervously. "Why bad?"
I sigh. "I was having a panic attack at work today. I saw a new magazine in our waiting area and it said you were cheating on me with Demi Lovato."
"Abby, I-"
"Save it, Niall," I laughed. "It's okay. I read the article and I know that's me. Not Demi. Me."
Niall let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God you understand. I was worried that you were going to believe it was true and be mad. I don't want you to be mad at me."
I got up on my tiptoes and pecked his cheek. "I could never be mad at my Nialler." I saw him smile and I let out a yawn.
"You tired babe?" he asked, taking my hand as we walked over to sit by Harry and Kaitlyn on the couch. I shrugged my shoulders.
"A little," I said, trying to suppress another yawn. I felt my eyelids start to get heavy. I sat on Niall's lap and snuggled into his chest. Niall and Harry began to talk for a bit, and I noticed Kaitlyn was quiet. She's never quiet. I looked over and saw she was asleep next to Harry. I yawned again and couldn't help it as my eyes fluttered to a close.
I woke up to a loud *thud* and saw that I was still on the couch. My head was on Niall's chest and he had one arm around me. I blinked as I tried to get my eyes to adjust to the sunlight that was coming from my window. I looked around and saw that Harry was now asleep on the floor, and Kaitlyn was up and getting herself a bowl of cereal. "Nice bed head."
"I could say the same to you," Kaitlyn whispered back. She stepped over Harry's lifeless body and sat down on the couch next to Niall and I.
"Is there any particular reason as to why Harry is now on the floor?" Kaitlyn laughed.
"I had to shove him off of me so I could go to the bathroom and get something to eat."
"I guess that was the thud that woke me up," I laughed quietly. She smiled and nodded. I looked up at Niall. He had a small smile on his face and looked peaceful. I smiled at how cute he was. I saw him start to slowly open his eyes and look around. His eyes found mine and he kissed the top of my head. "Good morning."
"Morning, Abs," he yawned. He looked over at Kaitlyn before realizing that Harry was on the floor. He sent us both a confused look and we laughed.
"Don't ask," I said. I got up and went to go take a shower, but I checked my phone first. I saw that Zayn had sent us all a text.
ZAYN: hey, I met this girl, Hannah, and went out with her last night. I really like her. Shes gotta a volleyball game today and I was wonderin if any of you'd like to come and meet her?
LOUIS: I'd like to, just gotta see if El is up for it. This way she could meet Abby and Kaitlyn too, if they come
LIAM: we'll be there :)
ME: I'll go! I need to see if this girl is gonna be good for ya Zayn ;)
ZAYN: aha okay guys the game is at noon
I put down my phone and hopped into the shower. It was basically ten o'clock now, so I had two hours before the game. I got myself all cleaned up, got dressed, and straightened my hair. There was a knock at the bathroom door. "Come on in."
"Hey," Niall said. "I'm gonna head home and get around. I'll see you at the game, okay?"
"That's fine," I said. Niall pulled me over and kissed me softly for a moment.
"Love you," he said. I felt my heart swell.
"Love you too."
~HANNAH'S POV~
I looked around. I had invited Zayn to my volleyball game last night, and he said he'd go. Now, here I was, standing on the court, waiting for the game to begin. I didn't see Zayn anywhere. Suddenly, my eyes landed on two blondes. Abby Larson and Niall Horan are here!? I looked around some more and spotted a mass of curls not far behind them. Harry and Kaitlyn! Right next to them I saw four more faces that made my inner fangirl go crazy. Oh my God…Lou and El and Danielle and Liam?! I looked for Zayn again and still didn't see him.
There was still no sign of Zayn anywhere. It was the game point and it was a 20-20 tie. It was the other team's serve. I grew nervous and looked around one final time before the ball went into play. Suddenly, I saw Zayn in the crowd. He was holding a huge sign that said, "YOU CAN DO THIS HANNAH!"
I felt a surge of energy power through me. The ball came directly at me, and I spiked it down. It hit the girl opposite of me square in the face. The referees counted it as an accident, not a foul, and we got the point. The crowd cheered and I saw Zayn smiling big. I smiled back and gave him a small wave.
After the game, I found Zayn, the boys, and their girlfriends all talking. Zayn saw me and grabbed my hand, pulling me over to him. "Guys this is Hannah. Hannah, this is Louis, Eleanor, Harry, Liam, Danielle, Kaitlyn, Abby, and you met Niall yesterday."
They each gave me a warm hello and smiled at me. Then Liam spoke, "So who wants lunch?"
Niall was quick to agree, and the others chorused a yes. We went to McDonalds all just sat and talked for a while. Suddenly, Abby asked me, "Where in America are you from?"
I was a little taken aback. "Oh, um I'm from Indiana. I moved here though, because I got a scholarship for a University here in London." Abby smiled at me.
"When I was seven, I moved here from Kentucky. I had a much different accent then. But spending eleven years in Ireland changed it quite a bit!" I laughed. Abby and I seemed to get on great. In fact, I seemed to get on well with all of them.
After lunch, the boys brought me back home, even though I could've walked back. Zayn, like last night, walked me up to the door. "I really enjoyed the game."
"I'm just really glad you came," I admitted. "Thank you. And tell the others thanks as well. I wasn't expecting them to come."
"Well, I figured that they might want to know who I went out with last night. Plus, if we see any more of each other, it's good they know you."
I smiled. "I'm glad you brought them. They're all really nice." He nodded.
"Well, I should probably go," he said as Harry honked the horn. "Talk to you later?"
"Definitely," I nodded. Zayn grinned.
"Bye, Hannah."
"Bye, Zayn." Once again, I watched him leave, and then walked into the house. I sighed dreamily. I definitely have strong feeling for Zayn Malik. Question is: how do I tell him?
