Home (1D/Olly Murs)

Chapter 9

After the boys left my Wednesday was pretty uneventful. I just went out and had lunch with Olly and then I forced him to come back home and watch Sherlock with me. Thursday passed by in a complete blur and before I knew it Friday had come. 

"Olly, I'm gone to the boy's flat for the day." I shouted as I dashed towards the door.

"Ok have fun! Don't get pregnant!" he called out after me.

"I'm not even going to comment on that Olly." I said as I rolled my eyes and walked out the front door. The flat isn't too far from mine and Olly's so it wasn't too bad of a walk although it was quite chilly seeing as it was late Feburary. As my walk was drawing to an end I got a little nervous. I was never good at meeting new people. I am what is most commonly known as socially awkward.

As I knocked on the door I wondered what the girls would be like. I really hoped that we got along for the sake of the boys. When the door opened I was greeted by my favorite curly haired boy band member who greeted me with a dimpled smile.

"Abby!" Harry shouted, pulling me into a hug "Good to see you. Come on in." 

"How are you Harry?" I asked as I crossed into the boys' flat. It was shockingly clean, much like Olly's was when I first moved in. However, I assumed that had it not been for the girls visiting it would be a bit more messy and I was probably right.

"I'm brilliant. How about you?"

"Never better. So are the girls here yet or did I come by too early?" I aksed him.

"No they're all here. Let me go get them, just make yourself at home and I'll be back before you know it." and with that he disappeared up a set of stairs. The living room I was standing in was spacious and contained a flatscreen tv, large, comfy leather couches, and an Xbox. Seeing as I was told to make myself at home I settled into one of the couches and propped my combat boots up on the coffee table in front of me. Yup. I could definitely get used to this.

A few minutes later as promised Harry returned with three girls in tow followed by Louis, Liam, and Zayn.

"Girls this is Abby, Abby these are the girls." Harry halfway introduced.

"So you're the girl I've heard so much about." said a tall, slim girl with an athletic build and brown curly hair "Hi, I'm Danielle. I'm Liam's girlfriend."

"I'm Perrie, Zayn's girlfriend."  the petite one with lavender hair introduced herself.

Finally the last girl introduced herself. She was just as tall as Danielle, but thinner and didn't have as athletic of a build as she did. This girl had dark wavy hair that I envied. "I'm Eleanor, and I'm with this nutjob here." she told me as she wrapped her arms around Louis who just looked at her and smiled.

I've never been one to be concerned with looks or anything like that but these girls were drop dead gorgeous and as I stood there with them I suddenly became self conscious of my grey hoodie, dark skinny jeans, and matching beanie.

"Well Abby, I've heard nice things about you." Perrie told me "I love your boots by the way."

"Thanks, I love your hair color." I returned the compliment.

"So boys, how about you go and wake up Niall so us girls can talk." Eleanor suggested, facing the boys behind her.

"Oh, that won't take long." Harry commented with a devilish smile.

"Right, all we have to do is tell him that Abby's here and he'll shoot right out of bed." Louis chimed in.

"Well then go get that done so we can talk without you four." Perrie shooed them out the door and back up the stairs.