Head over Heels || book one.

Not that far away...

Stef’s POV

“Oh, come on Cass, what’s up?” I asked again, a little more serious.

She smiled again and shook her head. “That’s not gonna make us want to know whatever it is, any less you know.” Sarah pointed out. Cass frowned and then looked back around the room.

“I think he’s downstairs.” Cass thought aloud, and then, without another word, went out to the elevator hopefully to go and get him.

I looked at Sarah and she shrugged at me, then we all went and sat down on the couches. We didn’t all fit, so I sat on Louis’ lap as we waited for Cass and Zayn to come back up here. When they did arrive, they just awkwardly stood and finally, Liam broke the silence. “House party...so who’s invited?”

“You haven’t made the guest list and the party’s in three days?!” Sarah shrieked.

“Ok then, do you have any ideas?” Liam asked, slightly annoyed.

“Actually yes, I do. Seeing as we haven’t been doing much of anything, excluding Stef and Louis’, Cass and Zayn’s dates; this had given me the perfect opportunity to think about it. So I came to the conclusion that you guys invite all the people seeing as we know no one except you guys, here in London.” Sarah stated.

“What did she say in English?” Cass whispered to me. Sarah must have heard because she gave us both the look.

“What I said was that the guys should invite people because they will know who’s who in the London hierarchy.” Sarah simplified.

“What’s a hire-hire archy?” Cass asked.

Liam cut in before Sarah could continue to explain. “This is all besides the point. Yes, we do actually have a guest list set out and people have said that they will be coming. We’re all good.” 

Sarah shut her mouth, crossed her arms and glared at Liam. “You all worry me sick.” She stated and then broke out into a smile.

“But you love us.” I put in.

“Yes. Yes I do.” Sarah agreed while looking around the room.

Sarah’s POV

It was an early night for everyone else, minus me; I had my book out in hand and the lamp behind me, on until nearly two am. By the time I’d finished the book (The Fault in Our Stars - John Green) I had gone through three hot chocolates and three quarters of a block of cadbury chocolate. And the half a box of tissues. I was still freaking out about the house party and the date which Josh owed me.

So as daintily as I can and without making too much noise, I get up and put my book down, rinse out my mug and then turn out the lamp and go straight to my room. We’re moving out today and I can tell that I’m probably the most prepared as I pull the doona over me.

***

“What are you doing?” I mumble as I look down toward my feet. I’m being pulled off the end of the bed by like everyone at the moment.

“We’re not packed or anything. Please help.” Niall whined.

“Why should I?” I groaned pulled the doona back around me and burrowing my head under my pillow.

“Because,” Cassie came over and pulled away the pillow. “We’re leaving in three hours and we’re not ready.”

“So, why are you wasting your time here when you know that my answer is no. Go and start and I’ll do all the other stuff.” I suggested, sitting up and pulling my legs back. 

“What other stuff?” Zayn asked.

“The kitchen wear, bathroom, laundry, bed linen, have I said enough?” I hold my hands up as I get up. I shooed them all out of the room, showered and then got dressed. I am one of those minimalist people a.k.a. I don’t wear make up. 

So once I was ready, I went out to the kitchen and while I was making breakfast, nobody came out of their rooms. Then once I’d washed and put everything away and had started packing all the glasses, bowls, plates and cutlery, everyone started putting their suitcases out in the living room.

“Hey,” I called to Louis as he dragged out his bags. “Are you guys wanting to move the furniture as well?”

“Nah. We can leave that behind, plus, the our place is fully furnished.” He replied going back into his room.

That was ok. It meant that we didn’t have to be moving anything too big then. I cleared out the bathroom of everything and packed it all up into a spare duffle bag. I then did the same to the laundry and by then, everyone else had already packed all their bags. I asked them all to then help clean up everywhere else, and they did accept (reluctantly of course) to help clean up.

It was just before lunch that everything was ready. We loaded all the stuff into the three shared, five seater cars they had.

“So where’re we headed?” I asked, getting into the passenger seat of Josh’s car. Niall got in the back.

“Other side of London.” He replied and pulled out of the apartment complex car park for the last time. 

Cassie’s POV

We went right through the middle of London on the way to their new place. Which they still hadn’t explained about. I glanced at Zayn who was driving then returned to glaring at Harry whom had beat me to the front seat of the car, so I was stuck in the back with Stef and Louis...which was totally awkward because they were kind of making out right next to me and I couldn’t just get out of the car.

When we arrived it was rather mind blowing. It had a four car garage (even thought they only had three), and upstairs loft type thing above the garage, and then the actual house part of the building was huge. It was two story and stretched back a fair bit longer than the garage and loft.

Zayn’s phone started ringing as we got out and began unpacking. “Hey. Vas happenin?” He spoke. Oh my gosh he’s never actually said that. It sounds even better in person. And I thought I was over the whole fangirling thing. “Ok cool.” He hung up and turned around and then called us all over to the front door.

“What’s up?” Niall asked.

“Management said there was something inside. Better find out what it is ‘eh?” He suggested, unlocking the door. It wasn’t the most flash place in town, but stylish it was.

It was a six bedroom house including the loft room above the garage, and a convertible attic room, which the boys had been apparently been thinking of turning into a sitting room or something. On the first floor in the main building, there were two rooms, kitchen, bathroom(ensuite for each), living room, laundry, dining room, and their recording studio; second floor, three rooms(ensuite for each), bathroom and living area. 

“So who’s got the loft room?” Stef asked, looking out the kitchen window at the attachment building once we’d toured the house.

“Oh, by the way, the loft room’s the main bedroom too.” Zayn put in as Stef, Maryanne and I both hurried to the back door and then over to the garage/loft/attachment building.