Zayn’s POV
She opened the door and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her. I probably looked like a creep, but she stunned me. She looked like a rose. Small, pink cheeks, and so delicate. I didn’t know it was possible to like her even though all she did was open the door. I hate to say it, but I was in love.
She spoke. She sounded like an angel. Oh yeah, it was definitely love at first sight.
They started talking, but all I could focus on was the way her big eyes glistened in the sun.
She looked at me and said something. Oh yeah, I need to tell her my name. Nice Zayn.
“I’m Zayn,” I briskly walked up to here and looked her in the eyes, “And you’re beautiful.”
She blushed, and I smiled to myself.
She led us into the kitchen, and I laughed at the sight of Niall scarfing down all of Harry’s food.
Liam recapped how we all knew Harry, and The girl- still didn’t know her name- was surprised that we all sung together.
Louis out his arm around her, and I gave him a look. The glint in his eyes and the way he snuck a peek at me showed me he was joking, but still.... I was jealous.
I was just about to speak up and ask her what her name was, when a door flew open and Harry walked out.
“What the fu- GUYS!!” Harry yelled once he saw all of us. We all ran up to hug him, and Louis planted a hot one on his cheek. the girl cleared her throat and we all looked at her. Lou explained, but her face was still red.
Ha. I thought. Serves you right for messing with me.
Harry snarled at her, and she got all flustered and started to go out the door. What the hell?
Lou stopped her, and hurried Harry into the room he came from with the other boys and I in tow.
Blah blah blah, pretty, blah bl- What?
Did Lou just call my Mystery girl pretty? No, Lou, she’s mine. He looked at me when my head shot up, and I saw a hint of mischief in his eyes. Oh I’m going to kill him.
Well they argued, and then finally Harry gave in.
We came out of the room, and the girl was just sitting there waiting for us.
“Please, stay and hang out for a while,” he said while rolling eyes. Jerk.
She agreed, and it struck me that she stayed at Harry’s house over night. He treated her like crap though, so obviously nothing happened. i wondered why she was there.
“What’s your name by the way?” Louis asked.
She smiled up at all of us, “Tessie.”
In that moment, I confirmed what I thought earlier. I was completely in love with this girl who I’d known no more than 20 minutes. She was perfect, and I needed a way to get her to love me, no matter what it took.
“Tessie,” I blurted out, “I like it”
Smooth Zayn. Real smooth.
Theresa’s POV:
The boys were really funny. All except Harry; he just sat across from me, completely ignoring me.
As for Zayn, he sat as close as he could to me, and every once is a while he would “accidentally” rub his leg on mine. Not that I’m complaining. He was nice, funny, and really handsome.
