Sorry about the long update. I've had a lot of school work to tend to... but I got the chapter up :)
Chellie1D
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It was already 3 o’clock when we left the restaurant where we had stopped for lunch. I was having a great time. The boys had taken me all around and they were great fun to be around. We were walking out of the restaurant, our bellies full. I smiled to myself thinking of how Felicia would react if she saw me now. Her arms would be swinging in all directions and she’d be screaming her head off, like when her brother goes into her room. I giggled lightly. Liam turned around to look at me.
“Pull your shirt down young missy.” he commanded and pointed at the bottom of my spaghetti-strap. I looked down and sure enough, the bottom had risen past my belly button.
“Sorry.” I muttered.
“You’re too young to be showing that much skin.” he said. I rolled my eyes with a smile.
“Who are you to be telling me what I can and can’t do?”
“Because he’s “Daddy Direction”!” Louis sang from a few feet in front of me. I laughed.
“Is that some other thing the Tumblr girls came up with?” I didn’t understand why they would spend so many hours stalking these boys. But then again, I couldn’t understand why I didn’t spend so many hours stalking them.
“No, we came up with that one.” Zayn said. “But they gave Harry’s and Louis’ couple name, Larry Stylinson.” Couple name? They were dating?
“Wa—wait.” I grabbed Harry and Louis’ arms. “You mean you guys are...gay?” I asked. To be honest, my heart sank. I didn’t want Harry to be gay. I said I wasn’t falling for him, but it was something I couldn’t stop. All the boy burst out laughing. Niall had to grab onto a random car we were passing to steady himself. I was completely confused.
“No, love. They just have a very intense bromance.” Liam explained. I was still pretty confused. Harry came up to me and engulfed me into a huge hug. He laughed into my hair. I looked around at the other boys for some more of an explanation. Nothing. Niall was now on the ground holding his stomach. Liam was laughing at either me or Niall. Louis was bent over a metal fence from laughter and Zany was beside Liam trying to contain himself. Wow, One Direction’s weird. How can people love these guys? How can I not love these guys? I figured I wouldn’t be getting a decent explanation from them, so I might as well go along.
“Right.” I nodded and fake laughed. Harry looked at me and shook his head, laughing harder.
“You’re a very bad liar.” I blushed some more. Why wasn’t I hugging him back. I was just standing there with my arms out, while Harry clung to me. I wrapped my arms around his warm comforting body and let myself relax.
“He’s mine!” Louis screamed and ran towards us. His strong arms pried us apart. He pulled Harry back to him and gave him a kiss on the neck.
“Are you sure you guys aren’t gay?” I questioned skeptically, even though I knew they weren’t. If they were, Felicia wouldn't be so in love.
“That was just a love bite from Louis.” Harry explained rubbing the spot on his neck.
“You know gay marriages are legal in America?” I asked winking.
“Come on Harry, we’re moving!” Louis shouted excitedly, lifting Harry up bridal stance and carrying him towards the car. I looked back to make sure the other boys knew we were going. Liam and Zayn did, Niall was sill lying flat on the ground, grinning like an idiot. I walked over and shook my head with a smile. I offered him a hand and pulled him up.
“Thanks.” he said in his perfect Irish accent. I smiled cheekily. “May I have this walk?” he stuck out his elbow.
“Of course you can.” I linked my elbow in with his. We skipped all the way to the car, laughing and smiling. I slid in to the back seat with Harry in the middle and Liam on the far end. Louis was driver and Niall sat in the passenger's seat. Zayn took the seat that was facing towards the back. Louis turned on the radio and What Makes You Beautiful blasted out the speakers.
“Isn’t that a pleasant surprise.” Liam smiled from his seat. I already felt like Liam and I were really close. He seemed really trust worthy and down to earth. I felt like I can tell him anything and everything. Liam seems like he’ll be able to help you through tough times and give good advice.
“I love this song! I wish I knew who sang it!” Zayn joked and danced along. I smiled and laughed at his dorky dancing. The boys soon started singing, so the car was super loud. During Harry’s solo, he put his arm around my waist. I smiled and listened to him make a purposely really deep voice for his part. After their song ended, Harry still didn’t move his arm. Soon Perfect by Pink came on and I didn’t realize I was singing along, out loud.
“Wow, you’re a good singer.” Louis commented and looked back into the rear view mirror at me. I stopped immediately and felt my face burning red.
“You really are Alyssa.” Harry and the rest of the boys agreed. I buried my face into Harry’s shoulder out of embarrassment. It was one thing singing to a group of people who couldn’t produce one croak, it was another to sing in front of the biggest pop group in England.
“No, I’m not.” I mumbled.
“You are, and you’d do a good cover of...” Niall though for a minute. “I wish.” All the others nodded and shouted words of encouragement. We sat in silence after that. I started to get tired. It was something about cars that whenever I was in them, I got really sleepy. Plus, I hadn’t slept properly the night before. Harry seemed to notice because he gently pulled me towards him so that my head was resting on his shoulder. I gazed out the window at the passing country lands and Harry twirled a strand of my hair. It was all so comforting, I couldn’t stop my eyes from closing.
I had a pretty dreamless nap. I woke up, but was too tired to open my eyes. So I just lied there, coming back to the world. First I noticed the hum of the car on the street. Then the voices folded into my ears. I remembered I was with the boys of One Direction.
“So are you going to tell her Harry?” a familiar Irish accent asked.
“Well he has to eventually.” Zayn said rather loudly.
“You really like her don’t you Harry?” Louis asked.
“I do!” Harry answered.
“The tell her.” Liam, Niall, Louis and Zayn all said at once.
“I’ll tell her sometime.” Harry announced. I wonder who her is. I meant to sit up and “be awake”, but this is more interesting.
“You should hurry up with that.” Liam whispered barely audible.
Harry sighed. Then his muscles tightened up again. “I can’t. She probably already has a boyfriend. Seriously how could someone be single when they’re as perfect as Alyssa” Harry complained.
My eyes shot open and I caught my breath. Me? Her was me. That means...Harry likes me? No. No he doesn’t. Harry could never like me. I was just me. The girl who was scared of falling in love, who could break her heart on her own and who lived alone with her mother. And, he was Harry Styles. The Harry Styles. I noticed Liam looking at me curiously. He opened his mouth to say something, without taking his eyes off me. I mouthed the word no and winked. He winked back and smiled, trying not to laugh. I closed my eyes again.
“But what is it that’s so incredible about Alyssa?” Liam asked, and I could tell he was smiling. Jerk. I made a face. “Not saying there’s anything wrong with her.”
“She’s just so—perfect.” Harry squeezed my shoulder and planted a kiss on the top of my head. “She’s smart, beautiful, funny, sweet, caring, nice, loving, fun, outgoing, loose, talented. She acts like she loves life. Why would someone like her want to be with someone like me? I don’t have a chance with her. Alyssa’s way to good for me.”
I couldn’t take much more of this. I hate getting compliments and hearing Harry talk himself down was hurting me. I sat up. Everyone except for Liam jumped. Liam just laughed with a self satisfied grin on. Harry blushed and looked at me with his green marble eyes.
“Harry, how can you even say stuff like that. You know almost every girl in the world wants you. And if anyone’s not good enough for the other, it’s me who’s not good enough for you. Your saying all this nice stuff about me but, you don’t even realize people are saying nicer stuff about you. And I just wanted to let you know that I like you, so just stop downing your—” My sentence was cut off when Harry grabbed my face in his soft hands and leaned in. Our lips met and sparks flew. The boys awwed and I could hear Liam giggling in the background. I came over the shock, relaxed and kissed Harry back.