I Wish

Chapter 5

It's the next day, and I'm struggling to find the perfect outfit to wear to Harry's band practice. I want to make a good impression on his friends.

Eventually I settle on a pair of skinny jeans and black studded combat boots with a black sweater.

"You sure you don't want to come?" I call to Lupe on my way down the stairs.

"Nah, it's okay. I can't miss my first day as manager!" She tosses me her car keys. I catch them in my left hand.

"Alright fine, and remember if either of the boys ask, just tell them I'm meeting up with an Becca, a friend from work."

Lupe flashes a toothy grin and holds a thumbs up, "Got it."

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I start the ignition and begin to drive, occasionally looking at my directions for help. After about five minutes, I find myself in front of a large tan house. Its one of the new houses being built in this neighborhood.

I walk up to the door and ring the doorbell. Soon, a dark haired boy with sparkling brown eyes and extremely long eyelashes answers the door. I've got to admit hes almost as hott as Harry.

"You must be Chloe! Harry has told us about you! Come in!" He also has a heavy british accent, "Harry isn't here yet, he's going to buy some chips and salsa, but I can intoduce you to the rest of the band," he ushers me into the house.

The house is very clean and polished. Also very empty. The dark haired boy, who I realize hasn't told me his name yet, leads me to the right and into a room with bright white walls.

The room is empty exept for a brown couch and a laptop sitting on a table in the corner. There is a small desk chair pushed under the table. I look up and notice the walls are lined with old records and posters of bands, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones.

"I'm Zayn, by the way."

I smile.

Three other boys enter the room from a back door and the one wearing a red and white striped shirt notices me first.

"Chloe! Your here! Im Louis."

The other two grin at me.

"I'm Niall."

"And I'm Liam."

I notice they all sound British except for Niall, he sounds more Irish but I'm not sure. He's cute as shit, I know that much for sure.

A girl walks in from te same door. She has her black hair running in a braid down her back. Her eyes are blue. I assume her hair is dyed.

"Oh hey Chlo! Can I call you that? K good. I'm Emma, Liams girlfriend."

"Nice to meet you,'' I answer, "You have a really nice house, Niall."

He gives a quick thanks and all the boys plop down onto the couch. Emma leans in the wall. I stand awkwardly with the four strangers. When Liam realises theres no room for me he gets up and walks out of the room. Soon, he is back, dragging two bean bag chairs with him. He tosses them on the ground and goes back to the couch.

Emma and I sit down.

"I'll get beers. Do you drink?" asks Niall.

"Uh, I'm eighteen, I'll take a soda if you have one."

Niall chuckles, "We're all underage, except for Louis, but suite yourself."

"Do any of you have girlfriends?" I ask Zayn, Louis, and Niall.

"Nope, single pringle." Niall says, the other bous nod.

We sit and talk for a while about our families and stuff for untill Harry walks in the front door with a grocery bag.

"Let's get this party started!"