The New Guys(One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 4: Where's my best friend?

Tiff's POV:

After Liam came back he had informed me that Harry and Sabrina left.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! She left me here?" I snickered.

I was more than pissed. God, she ditched me to go home with some guy. That's not even like her, she must be drunk.

"Sorry love.." He responded.

"It's fine Li." I gushed, "It's not your fault, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"Do you want something to drink?" He asked me.

"No thanks, I'm actually not much of a drinker." I admitted.

"So I see"

He grinned at me.

"So are you here with parents.. or?" I wondered.

"No. Actually my parents both passed away a while ago."

"Oh I'm so sorry."

I felt like I was intruding on his privacy.

"Don't worry about it hun. And it's not your fault, you have nothing to be sorry for." He mocked me and winked.

"Haha, you ass" I playfully slapped his arm.

"Hey hey hey" He played along.

We talked for a little and then the party was getting too loud.

"Do you want to take a walk?" I half-yelled over the music.

He nodded and smiled.

We made our way through the dancing teens and left.

"It's so beautiful out." I gasped, staring at starlit sky.

"Yeah it is." He agreed.

"but you know what's even more beautiful?" He questioned.

"Hmm?" I mumbled, still gazing at the stars.

"You." He whispered.

I felt my cheeks burn as I turned to face him. He left me speachless.

He smiled at my reaction.

"Th-thanks" I stuttered.

I didn't think twice before I placed my hand in his, and began walking again. His eyes slightly widened at my actions, but his smile showed his approval.

My hand fit in his so perfectly.

"So.. we should get to know each other" I suggested.

"Yeah. Um.. let's ask each other some questions." He added

"Okay. You first."

"When's your birthday?"

"August 28th" I answered.

"Really?? Mine's the 29th!!" He nearly shouted.

I laughed at his excitement, it was adorable. But holy shit that's sweet that our birthdays are that close.

"Thats awesome!! Okay okay.. so do you like.. have a girlfriend?" I asked, hoping the answer was no.

"If I had a girlfriend, would I be holding hands with a beautiful girl like you right now?" He raised his brows and smirked.

I felt my cheeks burning up.

"I uh.. guess not" I murmured.

He chuckled at me.

"What's your favorite color?"

I thought about this one and came up with my answer.

"Well I'm kind of torn between blue and purple, cause their shades are always so beautiful. But my room is purple so I guess I'd go with that.. But yet again everything I see in blue I buy, so I'm just gonna go with both."