Everything Changed When I Met You

The.... Mansion?

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The boys flat was absolutely huge. I probably sat in the car with my mouth wide open for a good ten minutes - it was that big. I didn't shut my mouth until Niall came up to me and laughed, "Layla, get out of the car - or I'll carry you." I immediately shut my mouth, blushing furiously, and then crawled out of the car to stand next to Niall.

The rest of the guys were already grabbing our bags from the back of the car and Hailey had already followed Harry inside the mansion. "Niall" I called to him, still shocked from the size of the flat - which was now my home. "Yes?" he asked me, grabbing my hand and tugging me towards the door. "Your house is huge" I mumbled in my daze. "You mean our house?" He winked at me as we stood in the doorway.

I took a deep breath and crossed the threshold, entering my new house. I was immediately greeted with a gorgeous, spacious living room. There were double glass doors on the opposite side that lead to the patio, and a grand staircase off to the right that I assumed led to the bedrooms and what-not.

The living room had two giant, over-stuffed black leather couches in the center of the room, sitting on a fluffy black, white, and gray shag rug. The coffee table was maple wood with a glass top, and the couches faced a giant flat screen TV that hung above a beautiful fire place. There were cute little nick-knacks all over the room that screamed the boys' personalities perfectly. On the walls hung pictures of various people - the boys together, alone, with family, and with their friends. I came to a stop in front of a picture that made me smile widely - it was a picture of the last time the boys' visited Hailey and I. We were at a park and everyone just cuddled in as Liam had a random New Yorker snap a picture of us. I can't believe they hung it in their house! It made me feel all warm and special inside.

Towards the left side of the living room, the kitchen stood through open. It was rather large, with gorgeous marble counter tops, an island, and all the normal furniture in a kitchen. The sleek counter tops were spotlessly clean - which meant the boys' cleaned before we arrived. That was one thing that I was proud of - no matter how much they could afford it, they never hired someone to clean their house. They weren't the cleanest people on the planet but if they wanted the house clean - they did it themselves.

The kitchen led into a small, cozy dining room that had the most beautiful chandelier I'd ever seen hanging above the polished dining table. The dining room led into a hallway with several doors connected to it, before opening any of the doors, I followed the hallway which looped back into the living room. I joined Niall who was grabbing a few of my bags from Louis and Zayn.

"Come one" Niall said with his thick Irish accent, "I'll show you the upstairs, your room, and the rest of the flat." I nodded at this and then proceeded to follow the short leprechaun up the staircase. The top floor was just a small hallway that had four doors leading to different rooms. Niall went up to the second door on the right and slung the door open, nodding at me to follow him in. I gasped when I stepped in, admiring the large, beautiful room in front of me.

The walls were painted a gorgeous Caribbean blue and there was a beautiful queen sized poster bed with a blue comforter with gold trimmings. A tall white dresser stood on the opposite side of the bed, and in the corner was a flat screen TV connected to the wall. There were two other doors in the room and Niall said they were the closet and bathroom. I can't believe I got my own bathroom!

I walked into the closet and stood gap-mouthed once again. It was giant! I absolutely fell in love with it immediately. I heard Niall chuckle from behind me and I shut my mouth. He, of course, knew of my love of clothes, so I bet he knew I was in love with this closet. "Like it?" I could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he watched me walk around the closet, checking everything out. "Uh, duh" I remarked, walking back out and dragging him with me. I threw open the door to the bathroom which was also pretty spacious.