*Becky's pov*
Approaching my flat door I stumbled around in my bag for the key. Its only a small bag so it wouldn't take too long to find it lying at the bottom, that was if I could actually find it. No this can not be happening! I check at least three more time before giving up. After rummaging around and emptying my whole bag out across the floor I silently cuss to myself as I blame my clumsiness for leaving my key inside the flat while I went out. "Oh shit" I mumble slumping down against the wall. I pull out my phone and searched for the owners mobile number. It started ringing leaving me in suspense. The ringing stopped which brought me out of my daze.
"Oh sorry hello?"
"Can I help you?" The receiver spoke.
After explaining the situation to him all I got back was "Oh sorry I cant come by till tomorrow" I replayed his voice in my head. My hands dragged along the floor near me to collect the remainders of the things from my bag still sprawled out everywhere. It didn't take too long, as I said before; small bag not much stuff. Slowly getting up from the cold ground I straightened up my clothes, popping my bag upon my shoulder and let out a big sigh. My fingers tapped the screen of my phone as my mind was exploding with possible ideas on where I could go. A hotel perhaps? But what about the money. A groan escapes my lips as that option gets ruled off my list.
I was disrupted from my thoughts when someone cleared their throat. I turned my head to the direction of the sound quickly, making my hair bounce.
"You alright?" The voice asked. It was quite elegant. I took a minute to take in his appearance. Olive skin, black hair and the most beautiful brown eyes. Can I just take this moment to discuss his amazing cheekbones and long eyelashes? I for one am jealous.
"Oh yeah I'm fine, just locked out.."
He nods slightly "And how are you planning on getting back in?"
I think about my response before speaking. "The owner is popping by tomorrow"
His expression held confusion "And where are you staying tonight?"
I saw this question coming however I still had no answer to that. "I will find somewhere" I replied politely as I began to face away.
"You can come stay at my place over night"
I was shocked a bit from his offer, who does that? "How do I know you wont ..ya know" I confessed turning back round to him.. you couldn't ever be too safe.
"Considering I'm one of the most well known people around at the moment I don't think that would look good under my name" He chuckled.
I felt so dumb at that moment. "Please elaborate" I pressed, slumping my shoulders down a little when I realised how up tight they had got.
"I'm in a band.. you know, one direction?" He informed matter of factly. I was a bit surprised to be honest. of course I've heard of them but when you've had my past, catching up on the music industry is the last thing you'd do. I licked my chapped lips as i studied his facial layout.
"I'm Zayn" He welcomed, extending one hand for me to shake. I gladly accepted and told him my name. An awkward silence began to develop between us. "So about this offer" He announced. "You coming?"
*Harry's pov*
Once I got back from the cafe I went straight to my room. No not the room at my mums house, my room at the boys house where I belong. Besides if I went back to my mums house acting like this I would get a stern telling off, and that is not what I need at this present moment. Listening to music and lying on my bed is the best way I can spend my free-time. Might sound lazy but after having a 3 year period of solid work I don't think you would be repeating yourself by calling me lazy then. And that's what annoys me the most! I'm on my break and then some girl thinks she can come along and bring me back into the real world when I was just starting to just enjoy a bit of freedom. As soon as I left the cafe there were people asking me for pictures because of the little scene she had caused.. How could one girl anger me so much??
It finally became a bit boring just sitting here listening to the same songs repeating themselves; So me being me got up from my slumber and headed to the kitchen. There Louis was seated at the table laughing about something on his phone. I crooked an eyebrow and he just shrugged me off saying "its nothing". Okay then so why were you laughing? I rummaged through the cupboards slamming shut the doors of those that didn't have anything in. That was soon interrupted when the hinges of the door squeaked. I didnt turn round as it was obviously just one of the boys.
"...Just left Liam and Niall's flat that's how I bumped into you" Zayns voice echoed through the flat. My focus that was previously set at the kitchen worktop in front of me was now on Zayn and a girl entering through the door. I'm kind of glad he was with someone because I thought he was just having a casual conversation with himself. Well I was glad until this girl turned around.
"This is Louis and that's Harry" Zayn gestured towards us both. "I believe we've already met " My voice was mono-toned and strained. Her expression became unreadable, not really sad but not really angry at the same time. Who does she think she is? Coming into my flat. As if it wasn't bad enough her bumping into me earlier she has to show up in my private space to haunt me even more. "Guys if its okay with you , Becky here will be staying the night"
I let out a laugh but of course not an enthusiastic one.. this one held a mixture of irony and disgust. Oh this just gets better and better doesn't it ?! Without saying another word I storm past the two, enter my room slamming the door behind me, plug my earphones into my ear and block myself out from the reality I call hell!
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Hey guys !! I just wanted to clear some things up for you all before you get confused, Harry's mum (just for this fanfic) lives in a house in London okay? Also Liam and Niall share a flat in the same complex of Becky and the other 3 share one along the street :)
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