New Beginnings. (1D&5SOS)

Chapter Seven: Another Love?

Chapter 7: Another Love?

~~Lauryn's POV~~

Niall and Zayn were currently in the shower, as everyone but Skylar and I have taken one.

"Liam?" I asked.

He popped his head up, "Yes?" he said, with a confused look.

"Umm, if I am going out with you guys, shouldn't I put different clothes on?" I questioned.

"Oh, yeah." He said, with a small chuckle. "I didn't think about that."

"Lads?" he yelled throughout the hotel room.

In ran Harry, Louis, along with Niall and Zayn, who were only wearing shorts.

My eyes grew wide, seeing how they were fit.

"Niall. Zayn. We have guests, remember?" Harry reminded them.

"Right. Sorry, ladies." Zayn said, as he pulled his shirt over his head. Niall quickly doing the same.

"Lauryn won't have a change of clothes. Would any of you mind..-" Liam was interrupted.

"She can wear one of my shirts." Harry said, sending me a small smile.

"And, she can wear a pair of my sweats. They might be too big, but-" Louis started, before I interrupted.

"Alright, thank you both." I replied, with a smile.

Louis ran into the other room and came back with a pair of black sweat pants. "Here you go, love." he said, handing me the pants.

As I took the sweats, his hand brushed against mine, causing my face to blush.

"What shirt would you like to wear?" Harry asked, causing me to look away from Louis.

"Umm, it doesn't matter." I replied, with a chuckle.

Harry ran into the next room, coming back with a folded shirt. "Here you go. I promise it's clean." Harry said, with a small smirk.

As I thanked him, I unfolded the shirt, seeing it was his Rolling Stones shirt. 'Man, Harry looks so good in this shirt.' I thought to myself.

I walked into the bathroom, before getting undressed, I locked the door. I started the shower, letting it warm up, but getting in.

'How in the world did I end up here? In a hotel room with One Direction? I'm going to be wearing their clothes?! HOW?' I thought to myself.

~~Louis' POV~~

The lads and I had already taken our showers, Lauryn and Skylar were now in there.

As we were waiting for the girls to get done, Niall thought it would be a good idea to play FIFA. Seeing how we only had four controllers, I decided to sit this round out.

I zoned out. 'What is going on, Louis? Why are you acting so weird? Do you like Lauryn? Maybe.. I mean she is beautiful. The way her long hair flows over her shoulders. Her wonderful American accent. The way her eyes lit up when she smiles. Her smile. The way she freaked out last night during the scary movie. She's so cute. I just can't shake this feeling. When I handed her my sweats, I grazed my hand over hers. She blushed. Me? I felt something tingle in my stomach. What was it? Was I getting butterflies in my stomach from this girl? I don't know. But, I have to find out..'

"AW YEAH!" Niall screamed, causing me to focus back on the game.

"WE WON!!!" Harry cheered.

"No. YOU CHEATED!!" Zayn protested, slightly pushing Niall.

The four of them started playfully fighting..

"Louis, these sweats are...What is going on?" I turned to see Lauryn standing in the doorway. Might I add, she looked gorgeous, with her semi-wet hair covering her shoulders. Skylar standing beside her.

The other lads froze.

"Umm, w-we were playing FIFA and Ni-Niall and I won. Liam a-and Zayn thought we cheated." Harry stuttered.

'Wait, does he like her too?'

~~Lauryn's POV~~

The way Harry was stuttering and the way Louis was staring at me, made my heart flutter. 'What is going on?' I asked myself.

"Oh, well.. is everyone ready?" Skylar asked.

"Yes, we are" Liam replied, standing up. "Come on, lads."

I threw my hair up into a messy bun, as we walked out of the door.

"So, what were you going to say?" Louis asked, as he snuck up behind me.

"Oh, I was going to say that you're sweats were huge. I had to roll them up at least four times." I replied, with a smile.

He started laughing, "Sorry, love. We'll get you more clothes while we are out."

"No, we don't have to do that," I said.

"Well, we aren't taking you anywhere nice, looking like that." Harry joined in, eyeing me. Louis let out a chuckle.

"Seriously? That's kind of mean." I replied, crossing my arms.

"I'm just kidding." Harry said, placing his arm around my shoulders. "But, we are taking you shopping, after we meet up with the other four lads to get breakfast."

"What? More guys?" I asked, coming to a stop, causing Harry's arm to fall off my shoulders.

"What's wrong with more guys?" I heard a voice come from behind us.

That wasn't an American accent..

As I turned around, I was faced with four more guys. Might I add, cute guys..