Boys Over Flowers ||1D x LM||

nineteen

There's gonna be quite a few P.O.V changes, sorry guys! :/ 

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"A man takes responsibility from the beginning, to the end." Harry said

"The end?"  Zayn asked sounding a tad mortified

"The very end."

(ZAYN'S P.O.V)

The very end? What the hell does he mean by that. Is he high?

Harry's words were laced in my mind, and they didn't seem to be going anywhere any time soon. It had something to do with Euro girl, I was sure of it. I knew she worked in a corner shop, she told me before when we were conversing.

"It's pay isn't millionaire material, but I'll survive," 

She had said, smiling at the thought.

Pete's

The sign read in blindingly white font on a red background, which could easily mistaken for a stop sign by any by-passers which didn't read properly.

"Hah, classy." I muttered, stepping into the restaurant.

"Table for one?" A voice asked,

"No, I'm looking for Ja-"  I turned to the pale blonde that stood beside me, she had vibrant blue eyes and shoulder length hair

"Hey, you were at the party, weren't you?" I asked, coming to realisation of where I had seen the familiar face before.

"Perrie," she confirms smiling

"Your friends with Jade, right?"

"Since kindergarten, how come?" That's good enough

"So you're best friends, then?" I ask Perrie

"I guess..." she trails off

"Then, let's go." I grab her wrist and pull her behind me, careful not to hold onto her wrist too hard, y'know. Incase I block the circulation in her system or anything.

We arrived at my art studio, and we both sat on the brown leather couch.

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(PERRIE'S P.O.V)

So, this guy just pulled me out of my job at Pete's, took me in his car, and now we're in a colourful room on a brown leather. I knew his name was Zayn, I also knew that he was a friend of Harry's. But besides that, I knew nothing.

The room was graffiti'd with different artworks, some of familiar comic heroes and others of just, abstract objects.

Oh God, Pete. He's gonna fire me, my parents are gonna hate me, I need to get back to work as soon as possible. I have about 3 hours left of my shift, if I could make it through the door then-

"I brought you here, cause I think Jade will get hurt," he speaks, pulling me - like he did at Pete's - out of my pool of thoughts. 

"You need to tell her to stop talking to Harry." What the heck. I stared into the eyes of the dark hazel eyes of the mysterious raven haired boy, that I initially, may have felt a teenie attraction towards.

"What's that supposed to mean? He's out of her league, so she shouldn't even try?" I bursted. The nerve of this guy.

"You know, cute girls like you are scare when you're angry," he smirked

"Look, you might think you can fool everyone with your 'pretty boy' face, but not me." I muttered, his boyish charms won't work on me, not this time.

I stood up from my position and made me way towards the door, my hand on the-

"That's a graffiti door," Zayn spoke, obviously amused.

"The real door's over there," he smirked, using his pointer finger to point to the direction of the door.

I blushed furiously.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Of course there's a graffiti door in this room, everything on the walls are flipping graffiti'd.

My hand reached out onto the cold metal of the door, which had the well known bat man logo sprayed onto the black foor, but at last minute, my body did a one-eighty, and my mouth moved before I could comprehend what I was saying.

"And by the way, Jade wouldn't even bother trying," I stated, before making my  way out smiling with pride before I bumped into a tall towering body. 

"Sorry," the voice muttered, I looked up to see a smiling face, it was one of the One Direction boys no doubt.

" 's okay," I mumbled, walking around him and out of the building. 

Finally! Now I need to get back before Pete skins me alive.

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(LIAM'S P.O.V)

"What was that about?" I asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the mini fridge beside the door.

"It's nothing." he mutters, looking blankly at the door

"You know, she's exactly the type of girl that I hate," he mutters

"And exactly which type is that?" I asked, before taking a sip of the water from the bottle

"Unfashionable and out spoken," he states, his eyes still looking towards the door which she had left from

"Right." I gave a knowing smirk whilst taking a gulp of water, Zayn glared at me before throwing a nearby cushion at me

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(JADE'S P.O.V)

The club was filled with way too much cleavage, way too much sweat, and way too much touching for my comfort. I felt out of place, and isolated from the crowd.

Taylor was having the time of her life on the dance floor, and although her bangs clung onto her foreheads from the sweat which was formed, she didn't give a damn about it, she was partying and this was her comfort zone. And in a way better mood than before.

"Hey," I turned to find that it was one of the performers for the evening

"Hey," 

"Not your scene, either?" he questioned, swirling the drink about in his cup as if he sensed her discomfort.

"Not exactly," I shrugged.

"Let's go outside then," he grinned, grabbing my hand, and looking me in the eye as if he were asking for permission, I smiled in response.

We walked out onto the balcony of the building where he pulled out a guitar and began strumming the guitar.

I wonder where Niall is right now...

He began to belt out lyrics that I couldn't understand, but I really didn't care anyways.

"Want a drink?" he asks, handing me his drink

"I already have on-" I begin, but notice that my bottle was indeed empty

"Sure," I shrugged, what was there to lose? I took a sip, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep in his arms

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My eyes stung. My head hurt. My throat burned, and itched for water. My stomach didn't feel well. My hair covered my face. I was a mess. I sat up, pulling my hair back.

I didn't take notice of the unfamiliar room. Or the weird feeling bed, or the fact that the curtains were open, instead my eyes lay on the mirror in front of me.

"Thanks for last night." it read in bright red lip stick

What happened last night? Why can't I remember anything!!

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