Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 5

HARRY...

I looked at my phone and silently debated against myself if I should send The Awesome Girl another text message. As I debated, I saw the time- 6:51. Only 9 more minutes until we see the girls. Niall shifted beside me. I controlled myself before I pushed him off the couch in annoyance. He'd been moving relentlessly for the past 30 minutes, and it was annoying me, which wasn't much to say since I'm easily annoyed. I groaned. "Niall, stop moving, please." I said, emphasizing the magic word. He whined beside me. "What time is it?! Why aren't they here yet, Harry?" He asked impatiently. "Niall, it isn't even 7 yet. They're probably on their way here." I replied, a tinge of annoyance in my voice. Liam poked his head in the living room. His face wrinkled in confusion when he saw me. "Haz? What are you still doing here?" He asked, entering the room. Now I was confused. "Where do you expect me to be?" I replied. He looked around. "Where are Annaleigh and the other girl?" Liam asked. Yes, we still haven't figured out what her name is. No, we are not stalking her to find out. We'd rather ask her. "They're on their way here, mate." Niall answered for me. Liam stared at me as he sat on the plush seat in front of me. "What??" I asked. Was there something on my face? "You're such a git, Harry. Why didn't you offer to pick them up?" He asked. Oh right. "Oh." I only said, standing up and looking for my jacket. I found it and made my way to the door. "Bring me back some Nando's, mate!" Niall said. "I'll try to text them on the way. Maybe they haven't left yet." I said. I wasn't sure whether to feel happy or disappointed about this. I wore my jacket and opened the flat door, hoping to see the girls as soon as possible.

My wish came true.

SPENCER...

A rush of wind passed me and I lowered my hand down, not attempting to knock anymore because Harry opened the door. We just stood there awkwardly not saying a word. "So...are you going to let us in?" I asked Harry. He seemed to snap out of a trance and he let us in. "Thanks." Annaleigh said cheerfully. "Well, ladies. This is the One Direction flat." Harry said, making this unidentified genture. I chuckled and asked, "Where are the other boys?" Harry pointed to the living room. "Niall and Liam are in the living room while Zayn is taking a shower and Louis is playing on his DS." He explained.

He brought us to the living room where we were suddenly attacked by hugs. "Hello, Irish black magic!" An Irish man said. I hugged Niall Horan. Omigod I'm in the 1D flat and I'm going to hug all of them and watch a movie with them and I'm not fangirling outside. AAAAAAAAH. I smiled and greeted him with an Irish accent too. "Hello, Mr. Horan." I said. Whoa, I almost convinced myself that I was Irish too. He let go and frowned. "You should really try changing your nationality to Irish." he said. I shrugged. "Nah, I think I'm good with being English." I said, smiling at him. 

I moved on to hugging Liam, and I must say he hugs quite good, but it's nothing compared to the Horan Hugs. Oh well. "Hi. I didn't quite catch your name before, love. What's your name?" Liam asked, giving me a smile. I wiggled my index finger at him. "Oh no you don't. I'm not telling any of you my name unless you get me drunk!" I said. Liam's face wrinkled in confusion. "How old are you, anyway?" he asked. "I am 17 years old." I say proudly. "So you aren't of age yet." he said, frowning. "Exactly! You have a year to guess m-" I said but I was cut off by Louis screaming his head off. "OH BOYS COME HERE LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS..." Louis shouted. He kept shouting 'LOOK AT THIS' until we came over. He had a smug look on his face.

And he was staring at me.

Which can only mean one thing.

Well, it could actually mean a lot of things.

But, yeah. I decided not to guess and just wait for Louis to tell us what he saw.

"What did you see Lou?" Liam said, voicing out my thoughts. Then, Zayn burst in Louis' room wearing only a towel. His hair was dripping a little. Dayum, Zayn. Are you trying to kill me? I refrained myself from screaming. "Put some clothes on, Zayn. We have guests." Liam said. Louis poked Liam. "I FOUND OUT HER NAME!" Louis said, pointing at me. he was jumping up and down like a little kid. I resisted the tempatation of rolling my eyes playfully. 

I walked over to Louis' bed and pretended to have a break down on the bed. "Oh no," I said, fake crying, "They've found out who I am, Annaleigh!" I said. "That's okay, hun." Annaleigh said, coming over and pretending to comfort me. Louis came over and poked my face. "That's okay, Spencer." he said, smirking.

All the boys looked at me. "What?" I asked, standing up from Louis' bed. "At least Louis didn't say that my name was Bob. Or Shaniqua." I said, grinning. "It's just, why haven't we thought of that before?" Niall said. This time, I did roll my eyes. "Yeah, why didn't you think think of that name when there are only 22390574902493 names in the world." I replied. Damn boys. I guess its true. One Direction is still boys, and boys can sometimes be dense. 

"Well, I don't care about Spencer's name. How about we watch that movie?" Louis said, bringing everyone down to the living room. "Ouch, Louis. Just, ouch. That was straight to the heart." I said, putting a hand over my heart. He laughed like a little child and settled me on the couch beside him. "You're my new bestfriend!" He exclaimed, putting an arm around me.

Oh boy. This was going to be a long night.

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Author's note:

Hello ladies (and gents?)! I have finally decided that this is a Niall Horan story. Sorry if updating took long! I had some writer's block. :( But I am over that now. Thoughts?

And plus, what should their couple name be? :-?

Xx

-Candice