Not Gonna Be Alone For Long (A Harry Styles & One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2 (:

Walking away from the boys, everything hit me at once.

I mean honestly One Direction lives next-door! I’m not a big fan but they're not bad guys, and they’re great at singing; But it’s not like I’m their biggest fan.

Hmm, maybe I should visit them, sometime? I thought. No, they’re probably too busy to see me. I mean, they are famous for heavens’ sake! It’s not like they have time for me, anyways.

I walked into my flat, and just as I put my laundry basket down, the doorbell rang.

Hmm, who could that be? I thought as I walked up to my door. I wasn’t expecting visitors..

I looked through the peephole, and there stood Harry and Louis.

I didn’t hesitate to open the door. The second I did open it, Harry screamed, “HEEEEEY!”  While Louis just stood there, grinning widely, like a fool.

Hmm, they actually do have time to see me..

“Uhm, heey, guys.” I said, not able to find the right words. “What are you doing here?” I questioned the boys.

“We just wanted to say hello!” Louis answered.

“But, you just saw me, downstairs!” I said back.

“Yeah, and we wanted to see you, again!” Louis replied.

Harry then added on, “And I wanted to see your cat!” As he smiled almost cheekily.

“Oh, yeah. My cat...” I replied, avoiding eye contact with the boys. I’m in desperate need of a cat...

“Yeah, your cat! Can we come in and see it?” Harry asked, motioning to the door that I was now gripping onto tightly. They can’t know I was lying, they’ll hate me!

“No! Uh, I mean, yes. But, no!” I said. I mean, I want to let them in, but that means they’ll soon realize that I don’t have a cat, and I don’t want them to know I lied! They’ll hate me!

“What do you mean? Can we come in or not?” Harry questioned, confusion written all over his face.

“Fine, but, yeah. Just come in..” I sigh, as I open the door a bit more, so the boys could come in.

“Wow, that’s a lovely flat you’ve got here, Olivia!” Louis said, looking around.

“Uhm, doesn’t mine look just like yours?” I asked. Last time I checked, all flats here are built the same, you can just decorate them to look different.

“Yeah, but yours is cooler!” Louis said, smiling over at me.

“Lou, it's the same thing.” Harry said, looking over at him.

“Oh, whateveeeeeeer!” Louis laughed along with us. Hmm, they’re funny, too?!

“So, where did your cat go?” Harry questioned, taking a seat on a chair. I sighed, do these boys remember everything? Can we just move on from the cat?

“I don’t know. I think it- uhm. I don’t know. Maybe it jumped out- out the window...?” I mumbled, trying to think of something that wouldn’t seem too weird. Oh well, looks like I blew it.

“Oh, yeah. Cat’s do that, sometimes...?” Louis remarked, trying to hold in a chuckle. I laughed at Louis’ effort of not making me feel too stupid.

I give up, I can’t lie even if my non-existent cat depended on it!

“Oh, god guys, I don’t have a cat!” I said, standing up, and avoiding eye contact. Oh, no! They’re totally gonna kill me! Oh no, I lied. I hope they don’t find the knives, oh no. I thought to myself.