Boys

Boys (16)

Chloe:

The boys came back with a van that had enough space for all of us. Harry kept staring at me and I quickly went to put my bags in the trunk. After what happened when I was reading my book and he said I looked pretty, I just feel uncomfortable now, and I'm not sure if it's in a good way or bad way. I'm just confused right now so the best thing to do is to avoid him so he won't start flirting again.

That's what he's good at. Flirting and getting every girl he wants. But it won't work with me.

The girls followed my steps and put their bags in the trunk as well. We got in the van and Harry was the one driving.

He kept looking at me through the rear-view mirror so I switched seats with Niall.

I actually really like Niall as a friend. He's really funny and he's obsessed with food just like me.

"So...um where are we going?" Ashley asked curiously. 

***

We arrived at our destination and I looked out the window, my eyes growing wide and my mouth hanging open in shock. This is such a beautiful hotel.

We all stepped out of the van and grabbed our bags.

Before we walked inside, we went through our usual routine and put the hats and sunglasses on.

We headed inside and the boys went to the lady up at the front desk.

Me and the girls sat down on the large couch and we each grabbed a magazine.

I flipped through the pages and I stopped on a page. There was a model on it. She had long blonde hair, perfect blue eyes and she was wearing a lot of make up. I don't know how a girl can wear so much make up like that.

"Photoshooooop" Lesley sang while pointing at the page I was looking at. 

I chuckled and flipped the page.

"Girls there's only one room available and it's the VIP room, it's pretty big. It's a suite. Are you okay with that?" Zayn asked as he approached us. 

"How many roo--

"It has two rooms" Zayn interrupted Lesley knowing exactly what she was going to ask. 

"Perfect" Nixie said with a smile, setting her magazine down. 

He walked back to join the boys and after a few minutes they all walked up towards us.

They handed us a key and kept one for themselves.

"Hey look, I think that's One Direction" a girl whispered to her friend in a thick french accent. 

"We better get going" Harry called out. 

We all got up and left before the boys got trampled by their loyal fans.

***

The suite was pretty big and fancy. I'm definitely not used to places like this but it's actually really nice. This place is twice the size of my house back home. It's actually very impressive. 

We already settled everything down and I was now in the kitchen checking to see what they have in here. There really wasn't much in the fridge but that's what room service is for. 

I closed the fridge and quickly turned around only to bump into Harry.

He smiled at me revealing his dimples and I tried to walk around him. He stepped in front of me and I frowned up at him. He stepped closer and I suddenly got a weird feeling. I don't know what this feeling is but it needs to stop.

"Why have you been avoiding me all day?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. 

"I haven't" I lied, shaking my head.

"Oh, really?" he asked. 

I shrugged and he kept looking into my eyes. Why does he always look at me this way? No boy had ever looked at me like this.

He gave me a look and I rolled my eyes.

"Stop doing that eye thing" I told him while crossing my arms over my chest.

"What eye thing?" he asked while doing it again on purpose. 

I groaned and pushed past him. He chuckled and I walked over to join Nixie, who was flipping through the channels on the huge flat screen TV.

"All these channels are in French" she whined. 

I started laughing and she smacked my arm playfully.

"You may understand French but I don't" she complained.

So yeah, other than Spanish I also speak French a little bit. I took a French class when I was thirteen. Not by choice. My parents basically forced me. But I actually ended up liking it. 

"J'aime la nourriture" I said while smirking. 

She pushed me off the couch and I started laughing.

"Stop talking to me in your weird language" she said. 

I got up and walked past Harry before he could say anything to me.