We'll Be Alright || H.S.

7. I'm paying.

A/N:- There will be chapters that are entirely from the past, like this one. Note the dates to avoid confusion.

March 24, 2013.

Isabella's POV:-

I wonder how I managed to become so close with the One Direction boys within a few months.

Seven months to be exact.

A year ago, if someone told me that I'd become close friends with the five boys that happen to be the members of the biggest boy band of the world and who I happen to be a huge fan of, I would've laughed at their faces.

But here I am, sitting in my parents' living room with them, and having fun.

They are so terribly humble and funny. Sometimes I wonder if this is actually my reality. I mean, come on, I'm close friends with One Direction, best friends even.

They are not celebrities to me anymore. I mean yeah, I'm still a huge fan of them, but now they are just my five best friends who are very caring and protective of me, and vice-versa.

In fact, I sometimes even forget that they are actually famous, and are deprived of a 'normal' life.

I'm the closest with Harry. He has such a kind and charming personality that affects everyone around him.

Another thing is that he has started calling me 'Issie'. I won't tell him, but I love that nickname.

But I can't deny, that his green eyes have been something that I can't get out of my mind. I've always adored him as a fan, but he has somehow managed to captivate my thoughts now.

Yeah, Harry Styles is all I think about now.

But I'm pretty sure that I don't like him as anything more than my best friend.

I don't, do I?

No, I can't. He won't even think about being something more than friends with me, ever.

But than again, I never believed that he would ever know me and become my best friend until last year.

Oh god, I need to stop thinking all these right now.

Harry is just a friend. My best friend. Nothing more. He won't ever see me as anything else.

He won't.

Would he?

"Whatcha thinking about, Bella?" Tommo's voice interrupts my train of thoughts.

"Just reminiscing on the last seven months, is all," I say, making Zayn smirk and comment, "Yeah, sure," which makes Louis snicker and the other three look at them with confused expressions.

Those dumbasses.

Louis and Zayn have a slight suspicion that I have a little crush on Harry. They told me that Harry sees it too. Oh god, if Harry somehow knows about it, I'll be damned. And Niall and Liam are clueless as usual.

Wait a minute, I don't have a crush on Harry. So why the hell am I being paranoid?

"Hello, earth to Isabella?" Harry laughs.

I get up and make my way towards the kitchen, "Uh, I think I'm gonna make some smoothies for us. You all carry on the conv-"

"I'll help you, c'mon," Harry interrupts, following me, "I needed to talk to you about something anyway."

Shit.

What if he confronts me about my 'little crush' (as Louis calls it) on him?

What will I say?