Chapter 5 June 3, 2011. Noon.
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Harry's POV
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After I gave Mel the necklace, we talked a little.
She's in my lap currently with her hands around my neck, playing with my curls in the back. My arms are around her waist.
I am falling for her.
Hard.
Everyone was in the living room. Liam said, "So, girls. I was actually thinking about doing something for y'all."
"You don't have to Li-" They both started.
"Let me rephrase that...I AM going to do something for y'all." He stood up and said, "BAND MEETING. KITCHEN NOW, BOYS."
I sighed and lifted Melanie off my lap. I sat her back on the couch and whispered in her ear, "I'll be right back, love." I kissed her cheek, and she, in return, kissed mine.
Yep.
I'm gone.
I'm done.
I'm in love.
Truly.
Madly.
Deeply.
Niall's POV
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Liam called a band meeting in the kitchen. Daff was in my lap, so I sat her in my spot after I stood. "I'll be back, babe." I whispered. I kissed her head and she kissed my cheek.
I'm falling hard for this girl.
But I don't know how she feels.
Once everyone was in the kitchen and out if earshot if the girls, Liam said, "We could have a party."
"I want to take Mel out though." Haz said.
"Yeah, and I wanna take Daff out." I said.
"We barely know the girls, though!" Louis yelled.
"Okay, look. How about we all have a fun party, then tonight, me and Haz take the girls out separately." I said.
"Yeah...that's not a bad plan, Nialler. Good job." Zayn said.
I nodded.
"We don't have presents!" Louis said.
"I gave Mel a necklace." Haz said.
"I gave Daff a bracelet." I said.
"Well, I could give them..." Zayn started.
"How about...Louis. You could make your carrot cake for them." I said. "Zayn, you have got to have SOMETHING a girl could want. Go look through your stuff. And Liam...your screwed."
"Hey! I have stuff..." He said, walking to his room, leaving a cooking Lou, me and Haz.
"Ni, can I talk to you outside?" Haz asked.
"Yeah, buddy." I said, mocking him being the youngest.
We got outside and laid in the hammock.
"I fell." He stated simply.
"Me too, Haz. Me too." I answered, knowing what he meant.
"There is something...." He started, thinking.
"Different." We both said.
"About them." He finished. "I don't know what though. It's like, ugh!" He said, flustered.
