My new home (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 4

Sorry I haven't updated in a while :( I have been busy with school and musical rehearsal. But here is chapter 4 :) hope you like it

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I looked at myself in the mirror as I combed through my hair. My light brown hair rested just below my shoulders, and my bright blue eyes sparkled. I have now been here hours and changed into sweat-pants and a loose fitting One Direction tshirt. These were my pajamas. Putting my hair into a messy bun, I crawled under the covers and tried to sleep. My stomach growled. I hadn't eaten my dinner, after the whole phone incident. Quietly, I slipped downstairs and into the kitchen. Looking through the cupboards I found some peanut butter and bread. My favorite kind of sandwich. A pair of arms grabbed around my waist and I jumped, dropping the peanut butter.

"Hello love" a voice whispered into my ear

"Cut it out Haz!" I swatted him

He laughed and turned on the lights. It took all my might to not fangirl. He was wearing grey sweats, and socks. No.Shirt. And oh my god his 6 pack....

"Zozo? You okay?"

"Oh! I'm fine..." I blushed

"What are you doing up this late?"

I looked at the clock. 3am

"Ummmmmm" my stomach growled again

"No dinner" I replied

"I see..." He muttered

"And you?"

"Well.... I...... Uhhhhhh....."

A loud crash came from upstairs. Louis came running down the stairs, Zayn closely behind. They stopped and both laughed high-fiving. What had they gotten into?

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Harry's POV

Thanks god Louis and Zayn came. I was not looking forward to telling Zoey my answer.

"What did you guys do now?!"

"We we held a sp sp spoon in front of li Liam's face! And he he wo woke uuuuup!" Zayn stuttered laughing

Even Zoey laughed at that. Her laugh was so cute.....

"Well I think it's safe to go back upstairs" Louis said dragging Zayn upstairs, leaving me and Zoey alone again. She picked back up the peanut butter and began to make a sanwich.

"Want one?"

"Sure" I smiled, combing my hand through my hair.

If only she knew....

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Zoey's POV

I quickly made our sanwiches and sat on the couch. I began to eat when I swore I saw Harry fidget. I shrugged it off and kept eating.

"So ummmm... If you don't mind me asking... How did your parents-"

"I don't mind" I sighed

"It was a car crash. My mom and dad were driving home from a party...."

Tears dared to pour out. I let out a big sigh and continued.

"And, a a drunk driver hiiiitt them" I stuttered tears now streaming down my face.

He pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back as I cried.