Lydia's POV
"Really?" Rylee gasped as she looked up at Niall, her eyes twinkling.
"Yes." He laughed.
She hugged him really tight.
"What is go-in on in heah?" Louis sassed.
"Niall's letting us have pizza!" She jumped.
She likes pizza.
"Just a warning," I started, "I have never seen Rylee eat pizza without choking."
She stuck her tongue out at me.
We ordered the pizza and sure enough, she choked.
After we all flipped and made sure she was okay, we couldn't stop laughing.
Rylee's POV
"It's not my fault!" I yelled.
We were all standing in the living room and I saw Louis slip away with Lydia into the hall.
Ugh.
PDA.
"Yes, it is."
"How?"
"Just eat slower!"
"Like you're one to talk, Horan!" Harry butted in.
"Anyway. Tell us about yourself." Liam said.
"I'm Rylee Hayes, I'm from New Hampshire, and I have no friends, no boyfriend, and no life outside of reading Pretty Little Liars."
"You know, I've read a book before. To Kill A Mockingbird."
"I've read sixteen books that are just Pretty Little Liars. Not including all the other books I've read in my life."
They stared at me.
"What about TV?"
"Glee, Pretty Little Liars, Long Island Medium, Ridiculousness, and Rob Dyrdek's Fantasy Factory." I finished.
Lydia's POV
He snuck me down the hall.
"What? What's wrong? Why are we down here?" I flipped.
"You're beautiful."
And then he kissed me.
Dead square on the lips.
And I sure as hell let him.
