Chapter 3- His Friends........

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As soon as I came down from the shower, he asks me " I have a couple of friends that also came here from England so is it alright if they come over here?"

I reply with a head nod and mmhmm. He then starts clanking away on his phone. at least 1 minute later I heard a faint ding! signaling he got a reply from them.

I went into the kitchen making myself a sandwich, I have the mayo being spread with a knife. Out of the blue, I hear the doorbell making me jump and almost cut myself. "Crap" I mutter examining my hand like an investigator on a murder case.

I hear 4 accents approach me.

"OOO SANDWITCHESS!! an Irish accent exclaims

"And it isn't for you" I reply with a chuckle. Now nobody takes my food. EVER!

"I'm Niall" the Irish one says.

A kid around Harry's age with brown hair and eyes comes up to me with his hand extended" hi I'm Liam."

Now a kid with black hair and chocolate brown eyes says "I'm Zayn". Or something like that because I could barely understand him with his accent.

And now the last kid comes up to me and he has different shades of blue with specks of green in his eyes and screams"HI IM LOUIS!!!!!!".

"Nice to meet you all I'm Victoria."

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