Living With The One I Hate (A Harry Styles / 1D Fan fiction)(EDITING)

Chapter 11

NOT EDITED 

Chapter Eleven

*Elena's POV*

I was woken by somebody tapping my shoulder, I opened my eyes to see that it was Harry.

"Come on, we've arrived," He said.

I walked out of the plane and followed the boys.

"We going to take this limo to reach the beach house, okay?" Liam said looking at me. But all I did was nod, words wouldn't describe my amazement.

The road to the beach house was filled with the boys joking, laughing and talking. And since I wasn't interested in their talks, I looked out of the window and started wondering if I did the right choice coming with them.

"You're going to enjoy it, you know," I heard Zayn whispered. I turned and looked at him confused. 'You won't regret your choice, you're going to have good time on this vacation," He smiled and I smiled back. He's better than I thought he was, he is nice to me and seems as if he doesn't hate me.

It didn't take long till we reached the beach house. We got out of the limo then got our stuff and entered the beach house. It was a two story house, not that huge but it wasn't small.

"We're going to stay here for our vacation," Liam informed as if I didn't know that.

"Okay," I said.

" Why don't we show you your room?" Zayn offered.

"I'd appreciate that," I smiled at him.

"Come on then," He said.

We walked upstairs in silence, but I decided to break the silence by asking, "Um.. when are the others coming?"

"What?" He asked.

"I mean you said your girlfriends were coming, and I was asking when will they be here?" I explained.

"Oh, they'll be here soon," He said. I was relieved to hear that they weren't lying about that their girlfriends coming. I wouldn't like to be the only girl in this house with five boys.

"We're here," Zayn said as we reached one of the rooms. I opened the door and entered. It was a beautiful room with a huge bed in the middle and a sofa near the window.

"You like it?" Zayn asked.

"Yes, it's amazing," I said.

"Good then, I'll leave you to unpack your things," He said before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

I started unpacking and organizing my stuff. After I finished unpacking, I laid down on the bed. I was kind of tired and wanted badly to sleep. So, I looked at my phone's clock to see that it was 5:00 in the afternoon. And since I didn't have anything to do, I put my earphones and settled on listening a calm song. After a few minutes, I drifted into sleep.

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My phone fell off the bed which led to the earphones breaking loose out of the phone and the music to fill the room. Which woke me up.

I directly picked my phone and stopped the song that was playing. Then, I saw that it was 8:00 p.m which means that I've slept for 3 hours. I thought that it was enough sleep so, I got out of bed. My stomach started making sounds signaling that it's been forever since I've eaten anything. And unfortunately the only place I could find food was downstairs in the kitchen. Don't get this wrong, but I don't want to see any of the boys just yet. But there wasn't any other solution other than getting down or else I'll have to stay here and die of hunger. Which I wouldn't appreciate at all.