Breakup Plan

Chapter 2: Moving In

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****Amelie's POV****

"Now, don't try any funny business with them," Louis blabbered on about what I was allowed to do at the house and what I wasn't allowed to do at the house.

"Calm down would you Lou?" I laughed as he sighed softly.

"I'm just giving you a warning," he spoke looking at me for a moment before focusing back on the road in front of him.

"Well thank you, but I'm sure I'll be fine," I chuckled as we pulled up to the huge flat. I felt a little weak in the knees as I stepped out of the car. I sort of just stood there looking at the flat.

"You live here Lou?" I asked as I stumbled to the back of his car to grab some of my bags.

"Lou's home!" I heard an unfamiliar voice call and I looked up to see four boys running full speed right at the car. I covered my eyes as I felt them rush past me.

"Help Amelie with her bags," Louis laughed as I uncovered my eyes to see four boys standing in front of me with wide eyes. 

"Well? Are you going to just stand there or are you going to tell me your names?" I laughed softly as I put my hands on my hips. 

"Well she sure does have some sass like Lou doesn't she?" the curly headed boy grinned at me. He held his hand out and I took it. 

"I'm the one, the only, Mr. Harry Styles at your service," he spoke taking a bow as he kissed my hand. This was the flirt Louis had told me about. I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my throat. He looked up at me, pleased with himself.

"Oh don't scare her Harry! Hello, I'm Liam," the boy with big brown eyes spoke with a heartwarming smile. 

"Nice t meet ya Amelie, the name's Niall Horan, I'm Irish by the way," he spoke as his piercing blue eyes sank into mine. I laughed as he told me he was Irish.

"And this is? Hey, where's Zayn?" Louis asked looking around, and he was right, one of the four boys was missing from the beginning group. I saw a dark haired boy come out of the house panting. He came over and he just stared at me like he'd never seen another human being in his life.

"I took all your bags into your room, I'm Zayn," he spoke giving me a small smile. He was different than the other boys. He was hard to read, very mysterious. 

"Nice to meet all of you," I spoke as I let my eyes slowly part from Zayn's. They all were smiling widely at me and I felt a little weird, but like I'd known them my whole life.

"Alright! Come Amelie, I'll show you your room," Louis spoke as his strong arm wrapped around my waist and nearly carried me inside. I couldn't help the smile that made it's way to my face as I saw the house. It was beautiful considering a couple of teen boys were living in it. 

"Do you like it?" Niall asked and I nodded immediately meeting his eyes. He smiled happily and Louis led me up the stairs to my new room. It was huge. It was very pretty. The walls were a very light pink with some black decor painted in. The bed was a King, and the comforter was dark pink. A big light hung down from the ceiling and I felt like I was in a royal room. The closet was as big as my bedroom back home. I could've lived in the closet.

"It's beautiful!" I exclaimed jumping onto the huge bed. Louis smiled as the other boys surrounded the door.

"Well, we'll let you unpack and decorate, dinner will be around five," Louis winked as he shut my door. Yeah, I was definitely going to enjoy this.

****Louis's POV****

"You weren't kidding...she's gorgeous," Zayn whispered looking down at the carpet. Harry nodded in agreement as he grinned.

"Don't even think about it, she's got a boyfriend," I spoke eyeing the curly headed boy. His smile immediately fell and Zayn's head shot up.

"Well it's no surprise is it?" Niall chuckled and I nodded in agreement. 

"Should we see if she needs help?" Zayn asked anxiously. I shrugged, but then shook my head.

"I know Amelie, and right now she's probably more than overwhelmed, we have to let her get used to all this on her own," I replied as I heard Amelie coming down the stairs.

"I'm not overwhlemed Louis, I'd love some help!" she exclaimed as she skipped into the kitchen. Zayn smiled and started up to her room. Harry followed while Niall and Liam decided not to join in. 

"What are you doing?" I asked as she came out of the kitchen with a sandwich. She stopped and took a bite.

"Making sure your food is edible, and I was just hungry! SOMEONE wouldn't stop for lunch," she pouted as she made her way back upstairs. That was Amelie. High maintence, and independent.