Her Name is Noelle: A One Direction Story

3. The Beginning

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I woke up felling a strong grip around my waist. 

Who the hell is this?

He was under the covers with me and we were spooning. Okay I'm afraid now. 

I recall everything that happened and now I remember Louis coming over. I calmed down a little after my realization. I just really needed some one to talk to. Harry was just stressing me out and I felt like a total slut for what I did.The whole Liam thing hit me hard.  We almost never  had fights, and when we did, we would make up within twenty four hours. I wasn't used to this with him and it's killing me.

I turned my head and he was fast asleep. His hair was all messy and his lips were pursed and were very pink. He's actually really cute. I half smiled and at the same time his eyes fluttered open. I dropped my smile instantly and began to blush. I'm such a loser. "Good morning, love." His voice was so raspy it made me get butterflies. "Morning." I said back. "Thanks for last night." I said shyly.

"It was the least I could do. I've been a real arse to you since we've met. The whole band has in fact. We were just upset that the whole boy-band thing wouldn't exist anymore. Sorry." He said with shame in his  blue-green eyes. You could just get lost in them all day.  I nodded as a response, accepting the apology.

After a short silence, he finally spoke. "I should get going, we have a sound check soon." He got up, put on his shoes and walked to the door but before he left he spoke. "I'm glad were on good terms Noelle. I really would like to know you more." He said. He's actually really sweet. I gave him a soft smile "Me too Louis." He left the hotel room after and now I'm all alone. I didn't picture the tour to be like this in the very start of it. Liam basically called me a hard headed whore, and Harry won't stop bugging me about sleeping with him. I thought me and Liam would be inseparable, always next to each other like we were at home. I thought all the lads in this band would love me for who I am, and not my exterior. I thought I would be a part of this one big, happy boy-band family. All these thoughts were 1000% wrong.

I sighed at my thoughts and hopped of my bed.

I got 11 missed calls from Liam. Screw him.

Sound check was at 3 and it was 12 pm right now. I showered, did a natural look for my makeup, and put on ripped light blue jeans, a neon red cropped, loose blouse, with black toms and a black beanie with my naturally wavy hair. By the time I was finished, It was only 2:30 so I decided to have some breakfast in the hotel's restaurant. Bringing my phone and Macbook, I left my room and took the stairwell down instead of the elevator. I made my way through the huge lobby and took a seat in the restaurant. I got some toast and coffee opened up my mac. But then by phone vibrated.

Harry Styles ;) - Looking hot, babe ;) x

My face turned red from anger. How the fuck did he get my number? He must've exchanged them when he took my phone. 

Noelle Ansley- Thanks, but no thanks. piss off Harry. 

"Uh, are you okay?" I heard this voice before. It was Niall.

"Perfectly fine." I said simply trying to hide my anger.

"You look pretty stressed. Wanna talk?" He sat down then put his hand over mine. I pulled away quickly.

"No."

"You know, I'm really not a bad guy Noelle. And you're probably not a bad person either. Liam told me so many stories about you."

"Cool." I said not caring. 

"Can't you see I'm trying t' be you're friend here?" he said in an annoyed tone.