Heartbroken (one direction fan fiction)

Chapter three

Harrys POV

I heard the door bell ring. I knew it was Miranda. I went to go open the door. Then I saw the most unusual, but coolest car ever. Inside that car was a girl about my age she had brown eyes with flecks of gold shining off them and she had beautiful porcelain skin. Miranda was still outside the door waiting for me to welcome her. The first thing that came out of my mouth was, "She's an angel."

Miranda ignored me and walked in yelling, "Niall bear, I'm home."

I walked down towards the girl and introduced myself.

I said, "Hello, my name is Harry Styles but you could call me Hazza."

"Hi, Hazza. My name is Andrea." she said with the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.

"So, Hazza, I guess I'm your neighbor." she said smiling.

"Seriously? Do you need any help getting settled?" I asked.

"No thank you. I have my best friend to help me." she said with the sweetest voice.

"Well welcome to the neighborhood." I replied before she smiled and drove off.

Natalie's POV

I drove off from the airport on my new Vespa and smiled giddily to myself, I must look like a spectacle. A girl in heels riding a Vespa. Thank god I didn't have to carry my suitcase too, which was stowed away in Andrea's convertible.

I already knew the way to the summer house by heart thanks to my impressive memory and the wonders of Map Quest. The wind streaked through my curled hair and the lights of London blazed despite the gloomy, downcast sky. I past shop after shop and tried to commit them all to memory. Topshop, Jack Wills, and so on. As I waited for the light to change at an intersection I spotted a small boutique. The windows displayed tons of cute dresses and chic shoes. "Huh," I thought to myself, "A little extra time won't hurt." I veered off to the right and parked my Vespa directly in front of the shop. I took off my helmet and shook my hair loose. I adjusted my outfit and walked towards the store. The bells jingled as I pushed the door open and immediately the smell of lavender and lemon filled my nose.

"Hullo! Welcome to Le Boutique So Chic!" the clerk greeted me in a British accent.

"Hello," I replied before I walked off to the other side of the store. The store was huge and well decorated. Crystal chandeliers hung and the walls were a dark chocolate color. "I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowly, it's hard to say that I'd rather-" someone sang out loud. I turned and came face to face with a Hispanic girl about my age. I shrugged it off, I didn't mind live entertainment. I walked around a bit more until I found two beautiful dresses. One was black and short with a slit just above the chest area, the other was a navy blue halter dress that flared out just above the waist. Both were simple, yet beautiful. I snatched and bought both of them.

When I finally arrived at the summer house, I was in awe. The house was a large Victorian. I parked my Vespa in the garage and unlocked the door. I walked around observing everything. The house was fully furnished and had a large backyard. I walked up the stairs to the second floor and settled in the room at the end of the hallway. I flopped down on the grand bed, too tired to take a look around.

When Andrea finally got home, I was still asleep.

"WAKE UP!" she yelled at me before dropping my suitcase. "Welcome home," I replied drowsily.

Andrea POV

When I walked in to our victorian style house. I immediately went to go find the room with a balcony. I pounced up the wooden stairs, sliding my hands along the oak banister up to flights of stairs. I turned right and found that my new room was at the end of a corridor.