What Makes You Beautiful

Chapter 2

Yes, this is chapter 2! I changed the "Prologue" to just chapter 1 because I had a STRIKING idea. Sorry, I really just wanted to say striking. (•‿•)

So anyways... enjoy your chapter, you filthy animals! (If you didn't notice, I just quoted Harry Styles with the filthy animal part.)

Chapter 2

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"You have a very lovely house, Harry," I compliment as I walk through the door that leads out of the garage and into the kitchen.

"Oh, thanks," Harry says, tossing his keys onto the marble counter top. "It's at it's cleanest right about now."

I walk around and see jackets and other garments laying around. I let out a squeak as I almost come face to face with a pair of boxers hanging from a lamp. I gulp. "Cleanest?"

"Yep," Harry answers, popping the "p". He takes off his jacket and throws it over a chair. Suddenly, the front door bursts open and four boys march inside.

I squeal and try to get as far away from them as possible. I end up hiding behind the couch in the living room. "B-burglars!" I stammer.

Harry laughs and pulls me out from behind the couch. "Relax, Sky," He says. "Can I call you Sky? These are just my friends."

"Hey, hey, Harry!" The blonde one yells out.

"Hey, guys!" He walks over to them and gives them all a fist-bump.

"Who's the pretty lady?" One of them asks, pointing to me.

I cross my arms as Harry introduces, "Guys, this is Skylar. Skylar this is Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn." He points to them in turn. 

They all walk over to me, shouting greetings and patting me (rather hard) on the back. "Hello... boys," I greet quietly.

"Where are you from?" Liam asks me.

I stare down at my feet and remain quiet. Maybe if I do that, they won't ask again. I know that if I tell them where I'm from, they'll ask why I moved. And then the tears will come again. They boys look over at Harry, who shrugs. "She didn't tell me, either."

"What are you all doing here?" I ask.

"We always come over to one person's house every Friday for a movie night," Louis explains.

"And today happened to be Harry's night," Zayn adds.

"Correct," Harry says from the kitchen. I look over to see he's making about five bags of popcorn. He looks over a smiles at me. "Want some popcorn?"

I hold up my hand and shake my head. "I'm good."

He shrugs. "Suit yourself."

I settle myself on the couch and stare at my knees until I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look up and see Zayn. "Are you going to watch the movie with us?" He asks.

"Depends," I answer. "What are you watching?"

"Paranormal Activity 2," Zayn says with a smile.

I cringe. I saw the first Paranormal Activity and almost wet my pants I was so scared. "I... guess..." I say quietly.

"She said yes, guys!" Zayn yells across them room. The rest of the boys cheer loudly.

I raise a fist slightly. "Woo."

We watch the movie downstairs, which is only slightly cleaner than upstairs.

I only make it to the part where Kristi is trying to get to Hunter, the baby, but is getting dragged into the basement. As that is happening, I scream and run up the stairs. I trip on the top stair and fall to the floor, but that doesn't stop me. I hop up and run out the front door, screaming. I hear the burst of laughter coming from the basement as I plop down on the front step. I was taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I knew this was a bad idea. I think to myself.