The Best

Chapter 1 - The Sex Gods Across The Hall

Chapter 1 - The Sex Gods Across the Hall

*Willow's POV*

"Okay, Ducklings, on three. One.. Two.. Three!" I ordered Alice, Leila, Lucy, Chelsea and Emily. They're my five best friends and they were, at that very moment, making a holy show of me. They were trying ever-so-desperately to get a flat packed bookcase up the stairs to our new apartment.

Alice had her back pressed against the box, which was laying on the stairs and was pushing off the ground with her feet. Leila was standing at the other end of the box attempting to pull it up the staircase. We thought she'd be the best at this seeing as she's the strongest and the toughest out of all of us. But I do feel like I could beat her in a fight. Lucy was beside Alice pushing the box up the stairs with so much force that she was very close to being parallel with the floor. Emily and Chelsea were on each side pulling it up as hard as they could. I, on the other hand, was supervising.

We were getting absolutely nowhere, when a group of five guys walked through the front door of the building. Alice looked up from her feet and went weak at the sight of them, causing the other girls to let go of the box which fell down the stairs and landed on her. Great going, dipshit. Just go and embarrass us all, why don't you?

The boys laughed and one of them went over to help Alice. He was quite the looker actually, not up to Tom Cruise's standards, but a looker all the same. He was slightly tanned with curly brown hair, partially covered by a beanie. He was wearing a black, long-sleeved top and dark was skinny jeans with converse. I had just noticed some tattoos peeking out from under his top when another one of the boys caught my eye.

He was quite tall with, what I could tell was, dyed blonde hair. His eyes were blue. In fact, they were the bluest eyes I had ever seen. He was beautiful.

Drop. Dead. Gorgeous.

He was wearing light blue jeans, an American flag tank top and white high tops. Sweet Jesus, he was perfect.

The rest of the girls just stopped dead in their tracks and stared at the boys. I couldn't blame them, to be completely honest. It's not often you see five lads who are as good looking as they were.

"Are you okay?" asked the curly haired boy, helping Alice to her feet. You could see that Alice was in a completely different state of mind and wasn't going to be answering the poor boy any time soon. I decided I would go save the day. As usual.

"Guys! Why'd you just drop the box on her?! She could have hurt herself!" I scolded loudly as I walked towards the girls. That certainly seemed to kick Alice out of her little daydream.

"Oh, sorry. Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for helping me." she smiled at the boy. He stuck his hand out for her to shake.

"'Twas my pleasure. It's nice to meet you, I'm Harry." he told her as she took his hand in hers and shook it. She looked up at him and she was surely thinking about their height difference. Alice happened to be quite short, Harry, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. He towered over her.

"You too, I'm Alice."

I was so proud of her. She hadn't even fainted or anything. I then coughed and gave her a slight nudge so she'd introduce her surrogate mother (AKA; me) and her fellow ducklings to these delightful young men.

She seemed to catch the drift. "Oh, em... This is Willow," she stated, pointing at me. I waved as she turned to point out the other girls on the stairs, " and this is Chelsea, Emily, Lucy and Leila." She told the boys, pointing to each girl in turn. They all smiled and waved, just like I taught them.

"Hi," Harry smiled to all of us. I approve, Alice. I approve. "This is Liam," he said as he pointed to a boy the same height as him with a brown quiff and brown eyes. He smiled warmly at us and put his hands in the front pocket of his jeans. "This is Louis," Louis certainly seemed like a character. His smile was bright and extremely happy and there were tattoos sticking out from the neckline of his shirt. His eyes were blue and his hair was brown and quite messy. I wanted to neaten it up so badly. But I restrained myself. "This is Zayn," Liam pointed to a foreign looking, beautiful boy with a black quiff. His eyes were big and brown as he looked up at the floor to give us a crooked smile. His arms were covered in tattoos and he was wearing a Green Lantern tank top. I could tell that Leila would like him. "And this is Niall." Niall... So that's the sex god's name.