A Tale of TOMS, Coffee, and Five Boys

Chapter Six: Pizza and Fans

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When we got back to the room, the movie was already at the part when she burns down the boy’s tree house. Were we gone that long? I wondered. Louis turned his head at the sound of our footsteps and laughed.

“What’s so funny, Louis?” I asked.

“What were you and Harry doing?” He asked with a wink.

“We were TALKING.” I emphasized the word “talking”.

“Suuuuuuure.” said Niall. I rolled my eyes while Harry just laughed. I went and sat next to Zayn.

“What were you guys really doing?” whispered Zayn.

“We were honestly just talking, Zayn.” I replied, frustrated. He smiled and turned back to the movie.

Soon, the movie was at its scariest part when the mom finds out the truth and people start dying. I jumped when Esther popped up and started stabbing the dad. Zayn reached over and held my hand. I smiled and leaned on his shoulder. Harry noticed this and scowled. I brushed it off.

Finally, the movie was over. I always forgot how freaked out I got after a movie. The lights turned on and I let go of Zayn’s hand and sat up. It was almost 6pm. I looked out the window and saw that it was snowing. And I mean snowing HARD. I couldn’t even see my car.

“So, what’s next?” I asked.

“We could order pizza.” Niall said. The boys agreed and called the pizza place. They ordered two pizzas and hung up.

“They said it would be ready in fifteen minutes, so do you want to go pick it up now?” Liam asked.

“Isabel and I can go get it!” Harry replied enthusiastically. Liam approved so Harry and I walked out to my car. On the way out, I slipped on a patch of ice. I went crashing down on my butt.

“Ouch.” I said as I tried to get up. I slipped again and Harry took both of my hands and helped me up. We continued walking but Harry never let go of my hand until we got to the car.

“Can I drive?” asked Harry.

“Sure.” I answered. Little did I know, I was making a big mistake.

When we got onto the road, I learned of Harry’s love of fast driving. After sliding on the icy roads a few times, I decided to ask him questions to keep my mind off of my possible death.

“Do you have any siblings?” I asked while gripping the door handle.

“Yeah, I have an older sister named Gemma. What about you?” He asked.

“Nope. I don’t have any siblings. I don’t have any cousins either, so I’m the only grandkid.”

“Oh. Favorite color?” He asked.

“Green. Yours?” I inquired.

“Orange.” He answered. We continued asking questions.

“Favorite song of One Direction’s?” he asked.

“I’ve never heard any.” I answered.

“What?!?!” he exclaimed.

“I had no idea who any of you were until you introduced yourselves. I am more of a ‘The Wanted’ fan.” I answered. He stared at me in disbelief.

“Well, we’ll have to fix that.” Harry said. He popped in their album and “What Makes You Beautiful” started playing. He started singing along and I’ll have to admit, his voice was amazing, even in the car. After the third chorus I started singing along, too.

After the song ended, we started laughing and pulled up to the pizza place. Harry got out and ran to the other side of car to open my door.

“Why, thank you kind sir.” I said while taking his hand to get out. We walked to the pizza place’s door and entered. We were immediately hit by a warm wave of pizza scents. As we went to the counter, we were stopped by a thirteen year old fan.

“Could I get a picture with you, Harry?” she asked nervously.

“Oh course.” He answered, smiling.

“Do you want me to take it?” I asked.

“Sure!” The girl said. After the picture, I handed her back her camera. “Are you guys dating?” she asked.

“Oh n-” I started to say.

“Yep. We are.” Harry answered and intertwined our fingers. I looked at him confused. He just smiled at the girl.

“Ok. You guys are really cute together.” She said while giggling. She and her mother left the shop.

I turned to Harry and asked, “What was that about?”

He just smiled and said, “Nothing.” We went to the counter and got our order. We went out to the car with the warm pizzas and headed to the house where four hungry boys were awaiting us.