A Story Of One Direction

Chapter Nineteen

"It's freezing!" I cried, wrapping my arms around

my body from warmth.

"Well hopefully, it won't be when we get in there"

Louis smiled.

As we were let in, we smiled as we entered. It

wasn't just an arcade, there were food places, Niall was most happy. There were cinemas, outside

places, a swimming pool, a bar, an entertainment

lounge.

"Well, I'm off to get some food, come on Chloe" Niall

smiled, holding out his hand and waiting for her to

tag along. "I'm coming" Zayn grinned.

They soon followed, and off they went.

"Oh.My.God Liam, they have guitar hero here!"

Louis cried, pointing frantically at a machine on the

other side of the room.

They sped off. Harry and I were left standing.

I looked over at him. He had his hands deep in his

pockets, and his head was down. He was shuffling

on the spot.

"So.." I started, looking around.

"Do you want candy floss?" He asked. "Can you even get candy floss here?" I laughed.

"Yeah, look, there's a little machine there" He

grinned, leaning closer to me and pointing at the

candy floss machine.

"Oh, yeah, go on then" I smiled, walking over there

with him. We had to wait, because somebody was already

there, with his little brother. He was quite tall, and

had to keep bending over to help her.

I looked over at Harry, who was rolling his eyes. I

nudged him playfully, and he smirked, nudging me

back. I felt a sharp pain in my left thigh.

"Ouch!" I winced.

I looked down, to see a small boy poking me. I

was about to snap.

"Hey, sorry, are you okay?" Said a voice.

I looked up, to see the boy in front of us looking down at me. His perfectly shaped brown hair

falling into his beautiful brown eyes.

I gulped. "Y-Yeah" I stuttered.

"Good, sorry, are you waiting?" He smiled.

I stood wide-eyed like an idiot. I opened my

mouth, but my voice was over powered by Harry's.

"We're fine thanks" He said firmly.

"Oh, right, calm down" The boy muttered.

"I'm perfectly fine" Harry replied.

"Good. So you won't mind me talking to your

girlfriend?" He sighed. "She's not my girlfriend. And the logic to that is, if

she was my girlfriend, I would be a little mad at

you talking to her, because, well she's my

girlfriend" Harry said matter-of-factly.

I couldn't help but stifle a laugh. Harry's eyes

wandered over to me, and a smirk appeared on his face.

"Whatever" The boy mumbled. He then turned to

me again.

"I'm Charlie, you are?" He smiled, flicking his hair

out of his eyes.

"S-Sophie" I gasped. "Guess I'll see you around then?" He smiled,

winking as he left.

"He seems interested" Harry muttered.

"Harry, no, I've just made a friend" I replied.

"Sophie. You couldn't speak" He smirked.

"Why does it concern you? He was hot" I mumbled. Harry scoffed. "If that's your definition of hot, you-"

Harry's ramble was interrupted. My shoulder was

tapped.

"Here's my number" He winked, passing a small slip

of paper and rushing back to wherever he came

from. I smirked down at it.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Freak".

"Why does it concern you anyway, Harry?" I asked

him, crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow.

"I-It doesn't, I was just, I-" I interrupted him.

"You're jealous Harry" I smirked. "You're jealous". "Of what?" He cried, feigning his jealousy.

"Charlie" I grinned.

"No? Oh no way. Ugh, let's get our candy floss" He

mumbled.

"Right, fine, whatever. Hey, don't worry about it, I

thought he was hot, that doesn't mean I'm interested in him, he's not my type" I said to him.

His eyes brightened up a little. "Really?"

"Yes, stupid" I smirked, hitting the back of his head. So do you think harry's jealous?

What do you think will hapen with Charlie?

Who do you think Sophie likes? K,I hope you liked it ♥.