“Oh,” whispered out of my lips that suddenly became dry. I awkwardly ran my tongue over my slightly parted lips while maintaining eye contact with harry.
A loud grumble ruptured around the room and everyone’s eyes darted towards Niall whose hands gripped at his stomach. A cheeky smile flourished on his face trying to cover his embarrassment.
“Are you hungry, Lad?” Louis remarked while poking Niall’s pudgy stomach.
“I think by the sound his stomach just made we know he is hungry,” Samantha giggled causing Niall to slouch down trying to hide himself from embarrassment.
“When my family first moved here to North Carolina, we found an amazing pizza joint if you guys want to go grab some dinner?” Zayn remarked showing off his strong accent that obviously hasn’t faded.
Niall was the first one to respond to Zayn’s question with an eager response and shook his head rapidly. All the guys eventually agreed to go get food but Samantha and I still hadn’t responded.
“Well I think Roy could use a shower before she goes out in public,” Samantha said frankly. As much as I wanted to deny her comment I knew that I needed a shower because the knots in my hair called for some heavy conditioning.
“I kind of wanted to finish this rerun of America’s Got Talent before leaving,” Liam chimed in with a small pout on his face.
“That works perfectly because it’ll give me enough time to get ready,” I said hoping they’d agree to give me some prep time. “I’ll take the fastest shower of my life,” I said while walking to my room so I could throw my suitcase and duffel in.
I paced back across the living room and entered the modern bathroom and was taken back when I saw my disgusting reflection. My hair was not working with me and sweat blotches covered my cream colored sweater along with a drool streak. I didn’t hesitate when removing the drool covered shirt and tossing it on the floor along with my leggings and I only stumbled a little when removing my Italian boots. Within a couple of second I was stripped down and in the steaming hot water finally cleaning my grimy body. I had to shampoo my hair twice in order to get all of the oil out of my blonde locks. Once I got the conditioner lathered on my dry hair I sighed because the knots started loosening and moisturizing the strands.
I feverishly scrubbed my body clean with soap and rinsed off in a hurry. When I got out of the glass shower, steam covered the enormous mirror unwilling me to see my clean body. I took a towel from under the sink and rubbed the water of the mirror and started drying my hair then proceeded to dry my body. Once my skin wasn’t covered with liquid I realized I forgot to bring clothes to change into.
“Shit,” I murmured while looking at the dirty and now soaked clothes that laid on the floor. I took the nasty clothes in my hand and braced myself for the walk from the bathroom to my room while only covering my body with an itsy bitsy towel. I pulled my damp hair over my right shoulder and twisted the door open.
Thankfully when I could see out into the living room, all the boys were distracted by the glowing screen. However, once I opened the door enough for me to slide out of the bathroom, it creaked causing all their eyes to drift towards me. Samantha’s eyes locked on mine while I made a bolt for my room.
I heard a wolf whistle escape Zayn’s lips which only made me walk faster trying to pick up my pace. The living room didn’t feel that big a couple of minutes ago but during my towel trip it felt like the room was as long as a runway.
My hand grasped the doorknob to my room and twisted it so I could enter my safe place. I shut the door behind me and instantly dropped my towel so I could search for an outfit to wear. I tore through my entire suitcase trying to find something I could throw on. I ended up settling with baggy ripped jean shorts and an oversized black sweater. I made my way towards my bed so I could sit down and slide my little booties back on my feet without toppling over.
A soft knock echoed on my door causing me to pull my head up while tying my shoelaces.
“Come in,” I called to the person at my door.
Samantha opened the wood door and peaked her head in. “Are you almost done?” She inquired, “Niall’s stomach has been grumbling nonstop since you hopped in the shower.”
I stood up from my bed and shook out my hair and smiled at my new roommate. “Yeah I’m ready to eat, I’m starving.”
We walked back into the living room and the boys were already standing up and getting ready to leave and making their way to the door. I mentally counted all the people in the room and realized all seven of us wouldn’t be able to fit into one car.
“We will need to take two cars,” Niall stated as if reading my mind, turning away from the door to look at Samantha and I. “I can drive Roy and Louis can drive the rest of you guys?”
Everyone agreed with Niall’s plan and I didn’t see anything wrong with it myself and nodded my head in agreement. Niall waited for Samantha to walk past him and through the front door and then walked with me out of the apartment.
Samantha took the honors of locking our apartment and bounced down the stairs to catch up to the guys with much longer strides. The boys pushed each other around in the parking lot and let their laughs flutter with the wind. Zayn, Samantha, Liam and Harry climbed into Louis’ beat up white Jeep that had no doors and immediately started blasting music that echoed around the lot.
“This is my car,” Niall said in order to get my attention away from the group in the Jeep.
“Wow this is really nice,” I commented taking in the smooth black Range Rover, “You literally drive my dream car.”
He chuckled at my statement and shrugged like it was no big deal. “If you want, you can drive it to the pizza joint?” Niall said while handing his keys to me.
“I mean if you insist,” I said with the largest and toothiest smile taking over my face.
Niall laughed at my questionable facial expression and opened up the driver’s door for me. I shifted my body into the large black leather seat and then he shut the door and showed me a smile to swoon over. I waited until Niall was seated next to me before I started the engine that softly purred to life.
“Oh my god,” I started, “You’re sure you are okay with me driving this beauty?” I questioned stressing the word sure.
“It’s only fitting that a beauty drives the beauty, right?”
I locked eyes with Niall and blushed when the corners of my mouth turned upwards. “You’re too kind,” I responded to his more than flattering complement. I pushed my hair behind my ears and put the stunning car into reverse.
“Just follow Louis to the pizza place,” Niall said.
For the whole fifteen minute drive we continued to converse on our lives and our families and learned just about everything about one another. I learned Niall is from an Irish decent, which wasn’t too shocking because his accent peaked through with every word he spoke. He also mentioned that Harry’s family is very close with his so they have grown to be extremely good friends. He also told me other random facts about himself that I doubt I will forget. I mean it’s hard to forget about Harry giving him a mug that had a picture of himself on the toilet.
I told him about how I am from Florida but most of my family lives in Argentina. He chuckled a lot when I told him about my obsession with cats and chocolate. But then he ended up agreeing that cats are the shit and so is chocolate so I brushed it off.
I managed to pull into the parking spot right next to Louis’ Jeep and patted myself on the back for making it to the pizza place without an accident. I turned the car off and snatched the keys and was about to open my door when I realized Niall had already beat me to it.
Niall took my hand and helped me get out of the vehicle. Once I was standing up I pulled the front of my tattered shorts down because it bunched when I was driving. After I collected myself, Niall closed my door and followed me into the restaurant.
“I hope Zayn didn’t suggest some shit pizza place,” Niall huffed behind me.
“I think you’re hungry enough where anything would taste good,” I teased while turning around to look at him. But once I looked at his eyes they weren’t focused on my face they were focused on my ass.
Niall’s eyes diverted from my butt and locked with mine. Once he realized he’d been caught he smiled sheepishly. I playfully swatted him on the shoulder and released a high pitch squeal when he started chasing me into the pizza joint.
I swung the thick wood door open and hustled into the waiting area and hid behind the boy closest to me. Niall came bursting in through the door and laughed hysterically when he saw me hiding behind everyone. My fingers dug into the boy in front of me and I apologized immediately when I realized I was hiding behind Harry.
“I’m so sorry,” I frantically apologized to Harry, who ignored my attempts to make amends and brushed me off.
But then I started cracking up when Niall tickled my sides making my mind push aside Harry’s coldness. I squirmed out of his reach and was relieved when the hostess started directing us to our table.
“Let the feast begin,” I muttered under my breath and followed the crowd.
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