Paige Noel Styles

Chapter 25

Paige's P.O.V

My alarm clock blares and I quickly shut it off. Most mornings I don't even set it, but today is important. Today I'm going on a date with Brooklyn and I couldn't be more nervous. I was never really interested in boys before, or should I say they weren't interested in me, but still this will be my first date. I would never admit that to anyone, not Brooklyn, Harry, or even Perrie. It's quite embarrassing that I'm fourteen and have never been on a date.

I pull myself out of bed and stumble down the stairs. I don't waste any time making my way to the fridge in an attempt to find something to eat.

"Morning sunshine." Liam chirps in his chippy morning voice.

"Good morning!" I pipe back.

"Wow. Why are you so chirpy this morning." He ask.

"What are you talking about? I'm always happy in the mornings." I lie.

"Yea, we all wish you were." He jokes.

"Oh please, you know you love me." I smirk.

"Your right I do, but I still wish you went on a date with Brooklyn every day." He chuckles.

"That is not why I'm so happy!" I blush.

He sends me a knowing look, but doesn't say anything else as he pours a bowl of cereal for the both of us.

"Thank you." I say, digging into the bowl full.

Harry stumbles into the kitchen and sits in the chair across from me. He instantly lays his head into his arms on the table and let's out a grunt.

"What's wrong with you?" Liam questions.

"I have a head ache." He groans.

"Then why don't you go back to bed?" I ask him.

"Because we have a meeting with your tutor and you have an appointment to get your hair cut." He explains.

"Oh. What time are we leaving?" I ask him.

"In about an hour." He sighs.

"Okay then, I'll have enough time to finish my cereal before I get ready." I say, shoveling in another spoonful.

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and a body sit in the seat beside me. I look to the side to see Zayn, he looks my way and flashes a smile to me. Not a cocky and arrogant smile, but a soft and caring one.

"Actually I'm not hungry." I say and stand from the bar stool, placing my bowl in the sink, and swiftly turning out of the kitchen.

"Paige, please." Zayn calls.

I hear Harrys voice say, "Leave it alone Zayn, if she doesn't want to be around you then she doesn't have to."

I'm not going to be somewhere or around someone that makes me uncomfortable. I just can't do it.

I run up the stairs and pass Louis on the way.

"Slow down speedy!" He calls.

"Sorry Lou." I laugh.

I go in my room and dig through my closet. I find a red sweater and pair of denim skinny jeans, along with a navy scarf and a cute necklace. I finish off the outfit with a pair of Saint Laurent brown booties. I leave my hair in its second day curls and only do the necessities of makeup.

In realization I still have ten minutes before we leave I sink down into the couch that sits in the middle of my room. I scroll through my Twitter feed before I get so annoyed with all the hate I just close the app.