Summer Love (Niall Horan/OC)(Harry Styles/OC)

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

It had been a few hours since I had told Arianna about the guys. She hadn’t stopped complaining about how unfair it was. And since then, we had come up with some crazy ideas on how to meet them again.

“We could pretend that you really did get a concussion!” she said. Her eyes were wide with excitement and her nails were digging into the blue and yellow pin-striped cushion she was holding.

I laughed and said, “No we can’t. He already knows that I don’t have one.”

She pursed her lips at this and pouted.

“It’s so unfair that you got to meet them. I wish I had actually walked to you instead of staying on the porch,” she whines.

But then her pout lifts and she grins, “How about we say that you’re head was bleeding and you didn’t notice in all the chaos. And then he would have to take you to the hospital and during the car ride there, Louis will realize he’s madly in love with me and we’ll get married and have babies!”

I raise my eyebrow at her, “How did you go from Niall driving me to the hospital to you and Louis getting married? I told you, Louis wasn’t even there.”

“Yeah, but he could have been waiting for them at their house or something.”

I’m broken out of my memory as Arianna plops down next to me on the couch. She’s holding popcorn and two cans of coke. I take one from her and pop it open. As I’m about to take a sip of my soda, I hear lighting crack outside and jump. The soda spills on my white summer dress.

“Dammit!” I scream standing up. I rush to the kitchen and grab a handful of paper towels. I dab it at my dress but it doesn’t do anything. Great. I walk out of the kitchen and towards my room upstairs, when I hear a knock at the door.

Nialls POV

It’s pouring heavily as I make my way to the shore. I jumped as I hear the thunder and Harrys swears behind me.

“Niall! This is absolute madness. It’s pitch black and we’re soaked,” Harry screams at me. I can make out the outline of his body and how he’s raising his arms up and down to make a point. I guess I am mad, but I had forgotten my phone on the beach and I really wanted it back. And to be honest, the storm wasn’t this bad when I started.

“You didn’t have to come with me.”

“Of course I did. You’re my friend, mate.  I wasn’t going to abandon you. You could have gotten hit with lighting.”

And as soon as he said that, lightning stuck twenty feet from us. Damn you Styles.

“Run for your life!” Harry screamed and together, we ran toward the closest shelter. Stephanie’s beach house.

Arianna’s POV

As Stephanie stomped up the stairs, muttering about her ruined dress, I heard the doorbell. Who the hell could it be? Putting down the popcorn, I got up to answer when they started pounding on the door.

“Open up!”

“We’re getting struck by lightning over here.”

“STEPHANIE PLEASE,” muffed voices screamed over the heavy downpour.

I rush to the door and fling it open. Its smacks the wall behind it and the rain cascades on the door stop. The wind helps push the stumbling boys in and I find myself on the floor.

Harry’s POV

Before I can lift my fist to pound on the door again, it’s swung open. Niall and I stumble inside crying with relief, when I find myself slipping forward. Ten seconds later, my fall is cushioned by Stephanie’s friend and she’s staring at me, eyes wide with shock.

I grin at her and say, “Hi, I’m Harry Styles.”

She raises her eyesbrow, puts her hands on my chest and pushes me off.

“Oof.”

I get up from the floor and give her a hand. She ignores me and gets up herself. She then stares at Niall as he shakes his head, covering the maple wood floors with water. He notices her and stops,

“My bad,” he says sheepishly. She laughs at him and I can’t help but wonder how pretty her laugh is.

Stephanie’s POV

I quickly change into a pair of black yoga pants and a blue tank top. I had heard the boys screaming through the door and wanted to go downstairs quickly. I just know its Niall and Harry.

I bound down the steps and skid to a halt as I see Niall. My heart is pounding; I could have never imagined that I would ever get to meet him, let alone meet him twice on the same day.

“Hi,’ I say, smiling brightly. Both of them are completely soaked and even Arianna’s a bit wet.

Niall’s head flashes over to me and he smiles.

“Hey. Look, I’m sorry we barged in here. But I was out looking for my phone and then the storm got really bad. Your house was the closest,” he explains.

“I don’t mind,” I reply.

“She’s right, it’s really okay. I’m going to get some towels for you boys. Your both drenched,” Arianna says. She starts walking upstairs and Harry comes to stand next to me.

“Who’s your friend, Steph?” he asks. He’s grinning cheekily and his once curly hair is plastered to his face.

Next to him, Niall groans,“Really mate? You fell on top of her and then introduced yourself. While on top of her.”

He did what? I knew I should have come down sooner.

I shake my head and replied, “That’s Arianna. This is her family beach house.”

Arianna chooses that moment to walk up to us, holding towels and two pairs of sweats. It looks like she’s changed to. She’s wearing black Abercrombie pants and a green top.

“Here,” she says, tossing the towels to the boys, “I also brought sweats for you two to change into. They should fit you; we can’t have you getting pneumonia. Your fans would kill us.”

They boys catch the towels and begin drying themselves. But before they strip down, Arianna pulls me into the kitchen.

“As much as I would like to enjoy the peep show, help me make some tea. I wasn’t joking when I said they could catch pneumonia.”

I laugh and reach for the pot. Pouring the water in, I wait for it to boil. Arianna’s rummaging through the refrigerator and pulls out the lemon cake from this morning.

“Well, it’s not Nando’s but it’ll have to do,” she says.

I laugh and say, “I heard you bottomed Harry Styles.”

Her mouth opens in shock and she drop the knife on the counter.

“He fell on top of me! And then he introduced himself, while laying on top of me!” she shouts and then slaps a hand over her mouth. We start giggling and I clutch my stomach.

She wipes her black wavy hair away from her face and says, “Besides, that was an accident. But when I came down the steps, I could swear that Niall was looking at you as if you were the Nando’s menu and he couldn’t decide which meal he wanted more.”

I slap her arm and exclaim, “And you say I’m the dirty one.”

 “You are, I just give better visuals.”

“And what about your and Harry’s visual?” I ask.

“You’re the dirty one, enlighten me guru” she smirks.