One Direction's Little Girl

Chapter 9: The Boy Next Door

Alysa POV:

I woke up the next morning ready to start the long day of shopping. We were leaving really early. Harry wanted to be at the Mall by six. He arranged to have us go in early before it opened so we wouldn't be spotted by fans. He also arranged for it to open at noon instead of eight. we were planning to be out of there by twelve so it worked perfectly.

Last night after seeing the rest of the house we all went to meet Eleanor and Perry. We ate super at the apartment and then went to bed pretty early. We are going to the store to pick things out for my room and the rest of the house. Harry was able to keep the mall closed for the day so we wouldn't have to worry about paparazzi. It will be nice to have the place to our selves.

I walked out to the kitchen to see Harry had eggs, bacon, and toast waiting for me. The rest of the boys and the girls were here waiting to go out for the day. I sat down and started eating. There wasn't a lot on the plate but Harry new that I had to start out with small amounts of food. I won't be able to eat like a normal person for a while yet.

"So the plan for today is to get as much stuff we can think of and then we can get any stuff we leave out tomorrow. We can start out with our bedrooms and then move to other rooms in the house. We will take a brake for lunch and take things back to the house and then go back later for more things like clothes and personal things. Sound good?" Harry explained.

"Yah. That sounds great. Let me grab my bag so we can go." I reply and run to my room to grab my bag. Today I was wearing a pair of grey and pink yoga capris with a pink long sleeved shirt. My shirt said "I wanna call London Home" and had a heat around it. I walked out to the living room and saw all of the boys looking at my shirt.

"What?" I asked.

"Your shirt. Did you have that before?" Harry asked me.

"Yah. Ummm I haven't worn this shirt since my parents passed. It was a shirt that they got me for my last birthday. They always new how much I wanted to live in London. It was one of the few shirts I brought with me. I couldn't bare to leave it behind but I couldn't bare to wear it either. I guess I just felt ready." I spoke quietly.

All the boys smiled but Harry looked like he was gonna burst from how big his smile was. With that we all walked down to the cars and headed to the mall.
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We had been at the mall for two hours now. Harry had all of his things for his bedroom. He went for a blue theme with beige and orange accents. We were now starting on my room. We had gone to Sears to start with paint colors. I was actually really excited.

"Ok what do want for your bedroom Alysa?" Harry asked.

"The wall with the loft I want to be white, but have it splatter painted gold, silver, and rose gold. Another wall is going to be white with gold accents with a bunch of quotes on it. Another wall I want to be white with music symbols and notes on it that will be black, gold, silver, and rose gold. The last wall I want to be a surprise but the colors I will need are white, black, gold, silver, bronze, and rose gold. Oh it would be really nice to have different shades of thse colors. Oh and I forget to add grey in there." I told them.

The worker had wrote down all the colors I said. I the got to work picking them all out.

"Hey Alysa why don't we pick out the paint for the rest of the house since we are here?" Harry asked me.

"Yah that sounds good." I said back.

I looked over to see that Louis and Eleanor were picking out paint as well. They must have decided to paint some rooms in there house.

"So let's start with the hallways. What do you think we should do?" Harry asked me.

"I think we should keep them all the same color. And I think it would be cool to have picture frames and quotes on the walls. So that when you walk down the hallways you can be reminded of all the memories we have. What do you think?" I told him.

"I think that's a great idea. You amaze me more and more each day." He sad back.

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We were on our way back to the house with Four car loads of things. We pulled up to the driveway. And got out to unload things. The boys and girls had taken some boxes inside to Harry's room and the kitchen.

"Hey do you need any help with those?" I heard an unfamiliar voice ask.

I turned around to see a boy that looked to be around my age. He was about 6'2" and had blonde hair that was a little shorter than Harry's hair. He had chocolate brown eyes and a smile that made you want to smile with him. He was wearing blue basketball shorts and a shirt that had its sleeves cut off. He also had on blue and orange tennis shoes.

"I'm Ross. I live in that blue house kitty corner to you. I was outside playing basketball and saw you taking boxes in. Thought you might want a hand?" He spoke after I didn't say anything.

I looked across the street to see a White House and then a blue one that was to the right of it. In the driveway was a basketball hoop and a basketball sitting on the ground.

I hadn't had any interests in boys since my parents died. Let alone be attracted to one. I had been so closed off and afraid to let anyone in. But there was just something about him that drew me in. My mind wasn't so sure about him but something inside off me was telling me to let him help. To let him in.

"Hi. My name is Alysa. You know I wouldn't mind some help actually." I said.

He smiled at me and I couldn't help the small smile that came to my face. It was even more than what Harry got out of me. This boy brought some of my smile back just by smiling at me. We both grabbed a box and made our way to the house.

"I'm just gonna warn you about who you will meet inside. You see I'm adopted and my.... Well my dad, he is famous I guess" I said.

"Yah I figured. Anyone who lives in this area is known for something. Who exactly is your dad than?" Ross asked me.

"Well I will let you figure that out. So does that mean someone in your family is well known to?" I asked him.

We were making our way to my room while talking about all these things. When we got there I opened the door and let Ross walk in first.

"Yah. Not to betide or anything I was surprised you didn't know who I was." He laughed.

"At one point in my life I probably would know who you are but at this point I don't." I honestly told him.

"Why is that?" He asked me.

"Well it's a long story and really personal. Not to be rude or anything but I really need to trust someone before telling that story." I said and giving him an apologetic face.

"Well then I guess I will have some work to do then." He said with a smirk on his face.

I felt something I hadn't felt in months. I had butterflies in my stomach at his words. For some reason I wanted his trust.

"Yah I guess you do." I said back.

Just then Harry and Perry walked in with more boxes. Harry was surprised to see a blonde boy with me and Perry looked pleased. I looked over to see Ross more shocked than ever.

"Alysa who is this?" Harry asked.

"This is Ross. He lives across the street and offered to help." I said.

"Ross this is my... dad. Harry Styles."