Chloe's POV
Andrea hugged me as we made our way towards the door to leave. Suddenly someone runs to the door and I take my head out of Andreas embrace and look at Niall. There he was standing in front of the door and blocking it.
"Wait! You can't go. I'm sorry for the way my friends reacted but you can't go and see someone who has hurt you so much! Please." Niall begged us.
"Yeah!" the boys agreed.
I let go of Andrea and hugged Niall. Thankful for being so understandable.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"So is that a yes?" he asks.
I let go of Niall, wiped away my tears and nodded.
"Yeah." I smiled.
Everyone cheered and started jumping.
"We are so so sorry that we sprayed you!" the three boys who sprayed me got on their knees. "Will you forgive us?" they begged.
I giggled. "Of course."
"Hooray!" they shouted.
"But why did you do it?" I asked them curious to why they would use water guns.
They nervously exchanged looks. "Well we thought someone broke into the house."
"So water guns are your idea of a 'weapon'?" I laughed along with Niall and Louis.
"Umm Chloe I wouldn't be talking." I blushed as Andrea laughed reminding me of using a 'spoon' as a weapon. But thankfully didn't say anything.
"Okay...so is there a place where I can dry up because I'm starting to get cold." I shivered.
"How about we let you borrow some clothes?" A boy with brown eyes and brown hair asked.
"Umm sure..."
"Here I'll show you where the bathroom's at." The other boy with black hair said as I followed behind him.
I stripped off my soaking clothes trying to dry up a bit and waiting for some clothes.
I heard a small knock followed by Andrea's voice. "Hey Chloe open the door I brought some clothes."
I slightly opened the door and stuck my hand out waiting for the clothes to be given to me.
I quickly changed into the sweat pants and shirt I was given. Once I was done I raced back to the main entrance. I forgot that there was still a bit of water and slipped. Falling backwards what felt like the millionth time tonight. Thankfully I was caught by Niall...again.
"Woah are you okay?"
"Yeah."
"Is it me or are you just really clumsy." he chuckled.
"I'm really clumsy." I blushed remembering all the times I would fall for no reason.
Niall helped me up and I quickly hugged him, my hands clinging onto his neck.
"What's this for?" He asks but still wraps his arms tightly around my waist.
"I just want to thank you for everything. For taking me and Andrea out, it was really fun. For the food for stopping that girl from pouring water on me. And for saving me many many times from falling. And mostly for letting me and Andrea stay here when we had nowhere else to go." I laughed and let go of him and he did the same.
"No problem. Glad I can help." He smiled.
"Friends?" I asked an as I stretched my hand out for him to shake. I was confused when he slightly frowned and looked at my hand.
"Friends." He shakes my hand and says after a few seconds.
"So where's everyone else? Did they go to bed already?" I finally realized how silent it was.
"Chloe it's barely 10pm. Everyone's at the game room. Let's go." I followed him to the game room.
When we got there everyone was on the couch and the boys were playing COD. Andrea was just staring at them play with a frown on her face. COD is one of our favorite games to play and by the look on her face she must really want to play.
"Can Andrea and I play?" I finally asked.
They all gasped and stared at us, with their jaws dropped, as if we were some kind of freaky alien...who grew another eye.
"You like to play COD?!?" Louis gaped.
Me and Andrea nodded. "Yeah who doesn't?"
"Almost every girl on the planet." He chuckled. "Yeah here." He passed us some controllers and we played one game. Andrea and I on one team and two of the other boys in the second team.
"How did you do that?" Niall asked.
"Do what?" Andrea asked.
The boy with curly hair was the first to speak. "Win without dying!" He exasperates and everyone laughs.
"We're really good. Like today we beat Niall and Louis at laser tag and not once did they shoot us."
"They cheated. They're champions and they didn't even tell us." Louis mumbled.
"Whatever Louis. So um we don't really know who the rest of you are. So how about we get to know each other's name and umm...and I don't know age?" Andrea asked.
Zayn's POV
"Whatever Louis. So um we don't really know who you the rest of you are. So how about we tell each others names and umm...age." The girl with brown hair asked.
She was beautiful. She was tall but not too tall- just a few inches taller than her friend. Long dark brown hair and brown eyes.
"Yeah!" the boys and I yelled.
"Okay I'll start. So I'm Andrea. I'm 18." She smiles and turns to look at her friend.
I turn to look at the girl. She was breathtaking. She also had brown hair but hers was more different. She had straight long brown hair-darker at the top and lighter at the bottom. Chocolate brown eyes. Not very tall, but not short either.
"Um I'm Chloe. I'm 17."
"I'm Harry. I'm 17."
"I'm Liam. I'm 18."
"I'm Zayn and I'm 18."
"You already know I'm Niall. I'm 18."
"I'm Louis, which you already know. I'm 19. "
"You guys aren't from here are you?" Liam asks.
"No we're from America. But we graduated early from high-school and we moved here about two years ago." Andrea states.
"Oh."
"Yea. So how about we play another round of COD?" she laughs and wiggles her eyebrows.
Secret POV
We all got to know each other a bit more and I was relieved it wasn't the Chloe from my past. It couldn't have been her. This girl is much more confident and less scared. It can't be her.
Thankfully it isn't her because my subconscious still haunts me for what I did to her.
~~FLASH BACK~~
"Hey Chloe!" I said.
"Hey!" she responded.
I was nervous. I didn't know how to tell her that I was going back to London. This past year, while I lived at my grandmothers house, I met her and we became best friends instantly. We went to the same school and I might have developed some feelings for her.
"What's wrong?"
"YOU!" I yelled.
"What?" she looked at me confused. I felt like I was going to cry. I didn't have any idea how I was gonna tell her that I would be leaving the next day. So I decided to yell at her and maybe make her hate me so it will be easier instead of telling her the truth.
"YOUR the PROBLEM!!" I yelled at her face.
"What did I do?"she asked with tears forming in her eyes.
"You are an annoying girl. You don't defend yourself when you get bullied. And who's there to defend you?!? That's right ME!!" I yelled.
She began crying and pouring her eyes out.
"I'm tired of all this shit! People are bothering me now because of you. Saying that I'm practically your dog for always defending you!! And I'm tired! I never want to see you again!!" I screamed at her face. I didn't mean anything I said, it was all just a lie. I stood there as she got up and began running away.
I just stood there until I couldn't see her anymore. I completely lost it and fell down. I was a complete mess. It hurt me to say all that and break her heart. I was on the ground and began sobbing at the fact that I lost my best friend.
~~End of Flashback~~
Chloe's POV
The rest of the night we all got to learn more about each other while we played COD. After awhile some of the boys left to sleep so it was just Niall, Zayn, Andrea and I.
"What time is it?" I yawn.
"It's midnight." Zayn responds.
By this time Liam, Harry, and Louis had left and gone to sleep. Leaving Niall, Zayn, Andrea, and I in the game room.
"Well I think I'll go off to bed." I yawn and tell everyone.
"Yeah me too." Andrea says.
"Yeah us too" Niall and Zayn said.
"Ok. I'll take you to your rooms." Niall gets up and walks us upstairs to the rooms we'll be staying at.
"Thanks again. For everything." Both I and Andrea say and hug him.
"Don't thank me. I'm just glad I could help. This is now your home now, so make yourselves comfortable. You each have your own bathroom in your rooms. If you need anything the boys and I are down the hall." He smiles and walks away after saying "Goodnight." to the both of us.
Right when he's out of sight my stomach growls.
"Oh Chloe." Andrea laughs and I groan.
"I'm gonna go look for the kitchen and see if I can find anything to eat. I'm starving." I groan while she laughs at me.
"Just don't eat the whole refrigerator." she laughs as she closes the door.
I walk downstairs and find my way to the kitchen after about 15 minutes. This house is huge.
Rich bastards. I say to myself and even though I thought of it I covered my mouth. I immediately felt bad dice they've done nothing but help us.
Once I'm in the kitchen, I decide on some cereal so I get out the milk and a bowl. I couldn't find a spoon so I kept searching and searching.
"Damn these people and their huge 'house'. Where the hell are the spoons?" I mumbled as I slammed a drawer.
I finally found the spoons and again slammed the drawer a bit louder than the last time, which made me drop the spoon.
I heard footsteps, and I panicked. everyone was asleep so I thought that someone probably broke into the house. So I quickly picked up the spoon as a 'weapon'. I didn't know what else to use and I didn't want to kill the person. Trying not to panic I ran through my mind the quick self defense course that one of my cousins taught me.
Since my family is made up of mostly girls, my older cousins thought that it would be a good idea to teach us self defense techniques, whenever my dad was busy.
I tried to keep myself calm and hope it was one of the boys but as the footsteps got closer and the breathing got heavier I lost my calm.
I tiptoed around the next corner but thought I heard something behind me. I quickly spun around only to hear something louder from right behind me.
I screamed bloody murder as I swung the spoon. Hitting the person in the head or face I think. I felt utterly foolish to be swinging a spoon and use it as a 'weapon'. Suddenly I felt hands grip my 'weapon'.
Shit!
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Anyways...I'm not sure if I should continue this story. I don't have many readers so I'm not sure if I should keep writing. I already have other chapters done and I feel like I shouldn't keep writhing if not many people are reading. I still haven't made up my mind. So any suggestions? What do you think I should do?
If I get more readers soon then I'll continue but yeah haven't made up my mind yet.