yoooooo you guys got me to 35 reads in one day I didn't even have a new chapter written lmao.
so, sorry this took so long, I wasn't expecting to get to 35 reads for about a week, and definitely not in a day. hence why I didn't have this written.
also, I was going to publish it a few days ago but then my next chapter would've been really long and it makes sense to just add a part from there into this chapter. so yeah.
also, the picture is of Harry's house in Beverly Hills which is where this story will be taking place.
enjoy!
paige, xx
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Ali's POV
Even though I still couldn't come to terms with the fact that I knew Niall, Harry, Louis, Liam, and Zayn I had special feelings for each of them.
Zayn I was the closest to, he was like my best friend, I could tell him everything and always count on him. We had each other's backs and couldn't be closer.
Liam was like my older brother, extremely protective of me and always giving me advice. I knew I could talk to him about whatever and he would help me out.
Louis was my partner in crime, we were both full of mischief and loved to pull pranks. We would always go around pranking people just to lighten up the day a bit. My personal favorite thing that we had done was full Zayn's hair products with whipped cream. He screamed so loud I was sure a mirror had broken.
Harry was different. I didn't know what to feel about him; he was attractive, extremely attractive. But he was also like a brother to me. I loved him like family but we were also a bit closer in some sense.
I loved Harry's sense of humor, how he would pout if someone messed with his hair and his large hands and clumsy self.
I guess you could say I had mixed feelings for him.
With Niall, things were a bit weird. We weren't all that close but that was only because I felt something for him and I knew it. It was more than a simple friendship, I knew that.
I adored his twinkling blue eyes and his loud laugh. His carefree and happy-go-lucky self with his special Irish charm. I loved the fact that we had similar eating habits and I liked how he looked so pure and innocent, unlike who he really was. That dirty little leprechaun.
But what really got me, was his accent. I loved it when he couldn't pronounce certain things, giving me a chance to poke a bit of fun at him, both of us knowing I didn't mean it in a hurtful way. His accent made him different from any of the other lads, with their British accents.
I knew that Niall was my favorite of all the boys and that I felt something for him. That's why we weren't as close; I tended to be extremely awkward near anyone I like. Or just people in general.
*Saturday*
Ali's POV"Anne!" I shrilled loudly.
She was splayed out over my bed on her phone, doing who knows what. Without taking her eyes of her screen she replied, "What?"
"I..." groaning, I flung myself down next to her, "I don't have anything to wear."
She stopped, looking at me with raised eyebrows. Gesturing towards my closet she stood, "You don't have anything to wear? Have you seen your closet? If this is nothing I'll take it."
I watched as she pranced into the closet, wrapping herself in my various shirts, jeans, skirts and dresses. "Anne," I whined, "I need help."
She quirked her brow at me before swiftly turning around to take a look at my clothes. She took out a pair of acid washed jean shorts and a red top with an anchor across it. Pulling out my red Vans, she held it all out triumphantly.
"Here," she smirked.
I stood snatching the clothes from her and walking into the bathroom, how was she so good at coordinating outfits? It should be simple but not for me, nope. I had the coordination of a banana peel. Not just in clothes, in sports, talking, even just simple walking and running. It was a struggle, it was.
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Harry had just picked Anne and I up, me sitting in the passengers seat and Anne sulking in the back. She was complaining about how she had to sit in the backseat even though she was taller than me.
Laughing I said, "Harry likes me better anyways." I turned to look at Harry and saw that his cheeks were a bit brighter and pinker than they were a few seconds ago. Maybe it's because of the heat, it is summer after all.
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Finally we arrived at Harry's house. Anne and I busy gawking at the house while we passed through. We got into his backyard and, I swear, I nearly had a heart attack. Everything was so beautiful, I'm pretty sure just that one blade of grass would be worth more than my family.
We saw the rest of the boys sitting around on the grass in a circle. Walking over, I plonked myself into Zayn's lap, "Hey Zaynie."
He groaned dramatically, shutting his eyes.
"What, you don't want to see me?" I pouted. "Maybe I'll just go sit with Liam then." I started to get up.
"No, no," Zayn's eyes widened, "You're just... it was just a bit... sudden? It hurt," he pouted.
"Aw," I said patting his hair. That was sure to annoy him, "Sorry Zaynie."
He swatted my hands away from his hair telling me that I was bullying him and that I could go to Liam because him and his hair didn't like me anymore.
I just laughed and sat in between Louis and Niall. I noticed that Niall's jaw was clenched and he looked extremely pissed off.
"You ok Niall?" I questioned.
"Fine, I'm fine," he muttered.
Louis started to complain that it was boring and after he tried pushing Harry in the pool, we all agreed to play twister. So that's what we did for most of the night, the rest of it we watched movies and went swimming, just having a good time.
Anne and I decided to stay the night with the boys because it was already late and there wasn't a point in going home. I snuggled deeper into my blankets and slowly fell asleep.
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first things first, really sorry I couldn't update sooner I was extremely busy with science fair, studying for exams and sports. I was also grounded. again. soooo I tried making it up to you guys by making this chapter way longer than the others. I hope you like it!
now. yesterday. there was a dance and I'm dying omg cute cute cute I am your relationship goals goodbye.
alsooooo I would like to dedicate this chapter to MrsPuppyLover because she got me Vans for my birthday and omg I just Vans are just I. omg. THANK YOU SO MUCH ILY
Let's try for 40 reads until next chapter, yeah?
paige xx

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