Vanessa’s POV
I lay in bed all day with Niall, he was nice and cuddly, not toned and muscular like other guys, I liked him as he is.
“Guys, Why did Marcel come?” Zoe asked appearing at the door.
“He goes by Harry now” I told her.
“Whatever, did you invite him or something?” she asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“Because he saw Louis and ran out”
With that she left the room, shutting the door behind her.
“Do you want to get up?” I mumbled.
“Stay” he murmured.
He kissed my nose again, hugging me tight and closing his eyes.
Louis’ POV
I woke up in the middle of the day, smelly an oddly familiar smell, Blue by Chanel. That was Marcels, ugh I mean Harrys aftershave, I remember it when I made love to him, Blue by Chanel, I remember that. Did that mean he had been here? No, impossible. But no one else I knew used that after shave, Niall used Armani Mania and I’m pretty sure Zoe didn’t use it, and Vanessa like Vanilla. But it was all over the sheets, especially near the top and bottom, maybe he had been here? Or maybe it’s just my sinuses acting up.
Probably.
I made my way back to the spare room, crashing down on the bed and falling asleep again, at least I was feeling better.
Zoe’s POV
I had been forced to go on another date, this time his name was Liam, I hoped he had better manners.
I was wearing a dress, a nice pair of short boot-heels and my little lava rock necklace.
I had my hair down in a side plait as I waited at the table for Liam to arrive, I looked around, this place was so fancy and posh.
I kept looking around, especially at the huge diamond chandelier hanging from the ceiling, I knew it was real diamond since I worked part time as a jeweller, helping people choose wedding rings or necklaces, brooches, anniversary rings, the lot, I actually loved diamonds so much, they were my life.
“Hello, I’m Liam, I’m so sorry I’m late” I heard someone say, I turned around, smiling at him.
He had a coat on, taking it off as he sat down in the warm restaurant, revealing a cute blazer, a nice button up white shirt underneath, beige pants and white converse. His hair was a light brown, curled nicely, he looked like a proper gentleman. I’ll give this guy a chance.
“Hi, I’m Zoe” I smiled.
We chatted all through out the dinner, he was charming and polite. He had way better manners than Niall and I still wondered why the fuck Vanessa liked him.
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As we walked out of the restaurant a srong cols breeze picked up, he immediately removed his coat for me, draping it over my shoulders as he rubbed my arms.
“Can’t have you getting cold” he mumbled.
I tugged on the collar, bringing it closer around me, London night weather was freezing as fuck. But his coat smelt nice, I couldn’t quite detect which aftershave he used but it was nice.
I told him good bye at the door, handing him back his coat.
“Do you maybe want to see a movie with me sometime next week?” he asked nervously.
“Sure, just tell me what movie” I smiled.
I liked Liam.
He was well mannered, he had good hygiene, he seemed to wash regularly and I just hoped he could cook.
“Ok, I’ll tell you then, bye” he leant down, kissing my cheek.
He walked away, fitting his jacket on in the process.
“So how did it go?”
I squeaked as Vanessa and Niall startled me, they were both staring at me, waiting for me to talk.
“None of your business” I spat.
“It went well!” she squealed, they ran off.
God they were so hyper.
