Since day one >> H.S

1. Isn't she lovely

A/n : This is my first fan fic. I used to have ideas before but never really wrote anything. So this takes place after one direction hiatus and they all return back even Zayn. I know this is not possible but there's always a chance.

Go ahead and enjoy. :)

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~Harry~

Carefree.

The word I could finally use after two years. Two years since Zayn left and we tried managing the band together but decided on a hiatus. Which ended in all of us releasing our solo albums.

I give Niall all the credit who dragged all of us and made us talk to each other. He actually did that in the dead of the night, waking us all from our beauty sleep. But it was worth it.

We realised we were happy. But not content, carefree and satisfied. We finally came to the decision to get back together like the old times.

We are celebrating our reunion in some bar in London. We needed to get away from the paps so all of us wore oversized clothes and covered our faces with our hoodie.

I still can't believe this is finally happening.

When Zayn left I was devastated. I cried non stop for weeks and tried convincing him to come back. God. Those were the worst days of my entire life.

I felt something wet down my back. I suddenly got up from our table and say Louis holding a bottle of vodka in his hand. He did it. Who else could have.

"Hey Harry, seriously you're just gonna stare out of the window when we're celebrating." He slurred. His perfect hair was now a mess. He was drunk but I could see that he was enjoying and finally letting himself loose.

Well, when wasn't he enjoying

I snatched the bottle from his hand.

"That's enough alcohol for you".

"Come on Harry. Loosen up. It's been two years."

Before I could tell anything I heard a faint voice of someone singing 'Isn't she lovely.'

Wow.

It was a long time since a heard that song. I looked on the stage and saw two guys sitting with a guitar in their hand.

But the only thing that attracted my attention was the girl. Sitting with a mic in her hand and singing her heart out. Her eyes were roaming around the whole place and her smiling through the song. Her voice was soothing to my ears.

Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old.

I rested my head on the table and sang along. Memories of X factor came flowing back. I remember how nervous I was before going on stage. If my mom weren't there I wouldn't have even gone through the audition.

That's so very lovely made from love.

She ended the song and I could here people shouting compliments at her. She gave a huge grin and got off stage. She went to a near by table and talked to someone and picked her backpack and left the bar. I hurriedly got up from my chair ready to follow her. I was tugged down by Liam.

"Where do you think you're going ?"

"No where"

I lied, I had to. He'd be disappointed that I'd leave them uninformed. I saw Zayn sitting with some other people and drinking while talking really loudly.