Loved You First

Ch.5 Harry? Savannah? Niall? Harry? Louis!!!

After I got home last night, my dad asked me who the boy was. I told him he was a friend, he didn’t buy it but he also didnt insist. He just held his finger up and picked up his blinking phone. I almost laughed at the idea. Don’t get me wrong Harry is great. He would be perfect boyfriend matireal but he IS just a friend. Besides I don’t want any more drama. And even if I liked him like that he wouldn’t go for me. And now that we were having lunch and once I get to know him, I’m sure we’ll become great friends. When I went to bed last night I stayed up thinking. Staring straight at the wall my eyes open like an owls. I thought about Niall. Everything we’ve been through. How I just got him back for the summer. How he doesn’t know about my mom. I also thought about the present. I shrugged off the thought. I didn’t want to cry over him anymore. Even if I did want to cry, I was pretty sure all my tears were dry. I was dried up like a river in the desert. I sit into an upright position. My vision blurred from the light coming out of my window. I rub my eyes adjusting to the brightness. My phone vibrates next to me. I reach for it yawning. ’ Text Message From Harry Styles’ it blinks. My lips automatically curve into a smile. I push the thick silk covers off me, my eyes never leaving the screen. My fingers itch with excitement hungry for the information. ’ Are we still up for lunch?’ It says. I smile even bigger. ‘Sure what time?’ I ask. My phone blinks again almost immediately.’ Whenever. I’m free today :)’ He replies. ’ I have an idea, meet me at my house at 12’ I type with a grin from ear to ear. I better get ready. Before hopping into the shower I asked my dad permission. I knocked on his door. He had his pants on and a shirt. His shirt was untied and he was trying to put a shoe on while talking into his phone. He gave me his ’ give me a minute’ look. I knew better. Since he was barely paying attention, getting his permission would be easy. He stopped talking for a second and I took that as my cue. “Umm dad, can I have lunch with my friend today?” I asked. He nodded. " Which friend?" I was about to answer when he took the words right out of my mouth. “Oh, Niall” He said, he didn’t ask though. I decided it was best to just nod. Niall, Harry, what’s the difference? Ones blonde the other one is a brunette. Their pretty much the same thing right? I tried to convince myself. No they weren’t the same. " Ok, do you need some money?" He asks taking his wallet out. He should know by now that when I go out with Niall, he will never let me pay, ever. Harry’s probably gonna do the same but again, Dad just handed me the money shrugging off my attmept of an audible response. He handed me 50$. Then his phone started ringing again but before I turned back and left, I gave him a kiss on the cheek. I work quickly planning my idea in my head. Imagining the perfect picnic date. I bring out a large basket from the counter putting the drinks in first. I make sandwiches and grab a piece of untouched chocolate cake. I work on the basket for a while checking the time once in a while to make sure I was in track, .In no time I’m about to go upstairs and get ready when the doorbell rings. Shoot. He’s early. He wasn’t supposed to be here until 12! I was counting in my dad to be gone by then! I panic looking down at my wardrobe state, wanting to cry when I saw the results. I only wore a large barney tee, big enough to be a nighthown but not long enough to greet my date with. I run upstairs and throw a tank top on and some yoga shorts, the doorbell ringing inpaciently a couple of times. I run back downstairs tossing my hair back before I opening the door, thinking it might do something to my messy mane. " Hey! You’re early I was just-" I started saying but then I notice that Harry is not the one standing in the front door. It’s Naill. " What do you want?" I ask bitterly. " You were expecting someone?" he concludes immediately dodging my question. “Yes” I admit. " What do you want?" I repeat. “I came here to apologize,” He says. I leave the doors side and without my invitation he walks in trailing behind me. I don’t say anything. I just give my back to him. " For yesterday," He continues. My ears are piqued, I turn around to face him, hoping to look him in the eye. He looks at his snuffling his feet instead. " I shouldn’t have kissed you," He apologizes. That’s the part he apologizes for? Serious? That’s all? Of course, that should come with a side of its apologies but still. That’s not it. Instead of complaining I shrug it off. I had this coming. Like I said, he was probably just horny. " I’m over it" I say. Cough cough lie. That is such a lie. If anything I was so NOT over it but I won’t let him get the satisfaction of getting me at a vulnerable place. " So you forgive me?" He asks, his eyes hopeful. “Yes” I groan, inpatient. I so wasn’t up for this right now. The whole point of today was about forgetting what happened yesterday. " Really?" he says his lips twirling up into a crooked smile. " No, now get out so I can get ready." I say. His face morphs into a frown. " So your not gonna forgive me?" He asks. My patience is running low. " Ahhh Not now Niall." I say walking towards the door. " But you will forgive me right?" He asks. OH MY FREAKING GAWD! “No, yes, maybe!” I reply. Deciding that a mysterious ‘maybe’ just might be better. I signal the way out. He finally starts walking towards the door. " So who are you expecting?" No way I was telling him. After he didn’t tell me about his girlfriend? Yeah right! “Well I call him ‘none’ but his full name is ’none of your business Niall!” I snap. He ignores my smart remark. " So it’s a he?" He asks. He leans in on the doors side. The thought of slamming the door in his face ran through my head but then I thought about the consequences. He might break his nose, not that I would care but the millions of girls that adore him on the other hand, will seek revenge. " Psh, Psh- nooo!" I lie. I’m a horrible liar. I don’t even know why I bother. He knows this. He raises his eyebrow. " Okay, fine! Yes he is male, happy?" He shrugs considering his state of mind. " Does your dad know?" he asks. Niall knows how protective my dad is. I know it too. That was partly why I told him I was going out with Niall. Niall has always been there for me and Dad loves him for that. I guess I waited too long to answer because he assumed right away. " He doesn’t know and he’s letting you go?" He asks. I consider what to tell him. " Well I told him- I just" I sputter unable to get ahold of my words. " He thinks your going out with me doesn’t he?" He asks." Ha ha ha" I laugh awkwardly. " Psh nooo! Why would you think that?" Right on cue my Dad comes down the stairs. When he catches a glimpse of Niall he immediately walks over to the door. " Niall!" He says doing his weird guy handshake with him. " How are you man?" They greet each other and Niall walks in uninvited, again. Well at least not with my invitation. I decide to leave them talking and head up stairs and finish getting ready. Dad is probably heading out and I’ve got 30 minutes until Harry gets here. I get stopped by my Dads question. " What are you guys still doing here? I thought you guys were having lunch?" He asks. I sop walking and turn facing them. I look at Niall crying for help. " I’m not ready yet," I explain. I glance at Niall, he gives me a reassuring look. Dad nods. " Okay. Where are you guys gonna eat?" He asks. " Nandosqw-" He says. " Chili’s" I say. We both blurted out something diffecrentat the same time. Shoot. We look at each other. Then we say the opposite. “Chilis” He says. " McDonalds" I say. Again, we both differ from the other. I look at my dad to see if he’s buying any of this. He seems to be confused but oblivious. " Well which one is it?" He asks. Before Niall says anything I cross my fingers that just for once I could lie to save my sweet behind. " We haven’t decided yet" I reply. That sounded good. Dad nods." Ok well you better go, don’t wanna be late huh Dad?" I ask heading towards the door and opening it. Niall grabs my Dads briefcase from the table escorting him out. " Ok I guess your right" Dad sputters as Niall practically pushes him towards the door. " Yup! See ya!" I say closing the door behind me. Once the door is closed I lean against it and sigh in relief. " Do you think we rushed it?" I ask. " Nah, not at all" Niall replies. " Thanks, I owe you one" I say. He gives my a small smile. " No problem and you so do" He smirks. " I have to get ready." I say standing up straight. " So who is this guy?" He asks following me up the stairs. " A friend" I reply simply. " Like I am" He states. " Yes Niall like you were" I am ignorant of my words until they get out. I glance at him from the corner of my eye. He looks down. " Are you ever gonna forgive me?" He asks as we arrive to the end of the stairs. “Probably” I say honestly. He lips begin to form a subtle smile. " Can I at least wait for you downstairs? I hate leaving you alone when a stranger is coming" he comments. I sigh. He does care a lot for me. Boy is he gonna take it by surprise when my ‘date’ is his best friend, Harry. " If you insist" I say. Nialls P.OV. Savannah is mad at me. She made that quite clear. Ahh! Why am I such an idiot. ?I told her I would stay downstairs for her protection, that was part of it but I also wanted to see who was the *******. Demi forgave me after I told her it was just truth or dare, I didn’t tell her about the other kiss. I wanted to, I just couldn’t bring myself too. I like Demi I do, but I think that what J felt when I kissed Savannah is something special. We’ve always been close but I never though about her that way. And seeing her now just made me feel horrible. She looked so HOT. She’s always been beautiful to me but now she’s HOT. And now that she’s going on a date I just don’t know what. I wander in her room as she’s in the bathroom. I be careful not getting caught since she old me to wait downstairs. There are pictures of me and her everywhere. On the walls, the dressers, she even has one inside the 1D locket I gave her. I remember getting it because its one of a kind, she always says she wants to be unique. My favorite picture of us is the one beside her bed. I glance at her bedside table, but the picture that was once there is slammed on the ground. She really is mad at me. I feel horrible. My phone vibrates from inside my pocket. I’m startled by the door closing behind me. It must be the wind I guess. I’m about to grab it when it slips out of my hand, causing me t bump into something, or someone. Savannah’s P.O.V I showered quickly avoiding spacing out into the long thoughts that usually creep into my head when I’m showering. I almost jump when I touch the cold tile floor. Making sure I dry myself properly I realize something. I only brought in my underwear and a bra, I forgot my clothes. I mumble a curse when I’m startled by noise outside. The sound of footsteps clacking against my wooden bedroom floor was palpable. Niall. I told him to stay downstairs! Ugh! Does he ever listen to me?! No?! Scanning through the lack of options I hold, I decide its best to cover myself with a towel over my underwear. Then I heard the door close and the footsteps coming onto a stop. He must have left. My lips part open, a sigh of relief escaping them. I open the bathroom door and slip out quickly. I don’t know when he’ll come back. Little did I know that the something I bumped into while putting my towel down was a someone. I turn around startled. Niall stood there with his eyes wide open gaping at my black lace panties matching my black push up bra. I let out a sharp scream. He does the same, only a more manly tune. " What are you doing!?" I ask. " I-I was just-" He stutters staring at me. Not really at my face but a lower target. My arms sprawl up against my chest in response. Niall’s P.O.V Holly sweet mother of Jesus! Savannah is smokin! I never paid attention until now where it literally stood right in front of me. I couldn’t bring my eyes up to her eyes. " I- I was just-" I stutter still looking down at her. She wore b-b-lack lace panties and a matching bra. Talk about choosing underwear! She pulls her arms up to her chest uncomfortably. I’m still stuttering while my mind runs through numerous dirty thoughts that I try to push away. Screw the teen hormones. I wanted her. I slap my hands up to my eyes wanting oh so badly to open them again. " Get out!" She shrieks. I try to, putting my arms before my feet attempting to walk the right way. A few stumbles later I think I’m out of her bedroom and my theory is proved by a slammed door. Twenty minutes later, Savannah is still in her room getting ready and I’m left processing the rare event. The doorbell rings and I decide to open the door seeing as Savannah is taking her time getting ready. I open the door to see the familiar dark curls. " Harry?" I ask confused. " Niall?" He asks back. " Harry?" Savannah asks behind me. " Savannah?" I ask. " Harry?" I ask again in a more, you’ve got to be kidding tone. " Niall?" Harry intrigues again. There is an awkward silence, mere seconds in total then Louis pops up. “Louis!” He exclaims. Everybody shoots their heads towards him. He seems totally normal about it. “Louis? What are you doing here?” I ask. " What are you both doing here?" I repeat. " I’m taking Vannah out" Harry says. Vannah? What is this? They’ve known each other for what, one day? And he already has a cute nickname for her? “Then what’s Louis doing here?” " He wanted to give S a present, he wouldn’t let me give it to her" Harry explains. S? I call her S?! " Yes, you are gonna love it!" Louis tells Savannah. She grinned. He pulls out a T-shirt from behind his back. It’s black and reads ’ I love Louis the Tommo Tomlinson!’ With a big heart in the middle. " I love Louis the Tommo Tomlinson?" Savannah reads giggling. " Well I just thought that you were to shy to say it, so I thought maybe you could wear it!" He tells her giddily. " Savannah can I talk to you inside?" I ask her.