Crash Landing in One Direction

Chapter 3

**Chloe's POV**

I teleported out of there as fast as possible. I needed to be alone. She didn't mean it. No It was an accident, but it still hurt. I knew where to go. The only place where it is quiet. The spaceship. I knew I could go there. It was quiet and in the middle of a forest so nobody would bother me.

I teleported to the ship in a flash of light and just sat there in the rain. My hand brushed my throbbing cheek. It really hurt. All of a sudden the rain stopped. I looked up to see it was clear and sunny. I got up and walked around. That was weird. I stood there motionless just taking in everything. It was just raining like crazy now it's sunny, like a cloud never existed in the sky.

As I took in the scenery a pair of arms wrapped around me. I turned around and saw a guy. He had shaggy brown hair and emerald green eyes. He was grinning widely at me. He was familiar, but I couldn't quite pin it.

"98 TX-29!" He smiled. My eyes widen and I grinned up. "98 TX-16!" I exclaimed, turning around and hugging him. "I go by Logan over here" He smiled, his gaze turned to the side for a second. I followed it, but saw nothing. "What are you looking at?" I asked. Logan snapped his gaze to me and shook his head. "Nothing, I thought I heard something." Logan assured.

"So what bring you here?" I asked, pulling away from him. "I was sent to scope around this planet. Just to explore" He shrugged. "That's a big mission. Are you sure you are sure you could handle it?" I teased. Logan punched my shoulder lightly. "Oh because i'm not a big space pilot doesn't mean I can't do missions" He argued. "Obviously you aren't that good, seeing as your ship is totally wrecked" He smirked, gesturing to the pile of rubble next to us. "Hey, it was a gravitational pull error and a stuff" I pouted. Logan just laughed and ruffled my hair. "Sure it was shorts" He smiled. "Shorts? Why does everybody insist on nicknames?" I groaned. "Shorts, because you are still shorter than me and because cute girls deserve cute nicknames." He said. I blushed slightly at his comment.

"Well. I think I should go Logan. I mean, Mor- err 00 X-16 is probably worried" I said. "Oh okay, well how can I find you?" Logan asked. "My name here is Chloe-Charlotte Vizo. Look it up" I winked. Logan just laughed. "Alright, but first" Logan said, he approached me and kissed my swelled cheek lightly. When he pulled away my hand shot up and my cheek was better. "Thank you" I smiled. "You're welcome. Later shorts" Logan waved. "Oh and tell 00 X-16 I said hey" He added. I nodded taking a step back. "Bye Logan!" I waved then with a clap of my hands I was gone in a burst of cherry blossoms.

I reappeared in a bed. I looked around and the room was unfamiliar. I lied down in the bed and just laid there for a while. Thinking about my encounter with Logan and how pissed Morgan is gonna be. Next thing I knew it Harry walked in shirtless. "Chloe!" Harry exclaimed, obviously surprised. "Oh-uh Hey Harry." I waved sheepishly, sitting myself up. I tried my best not to look at his exposed abs. "What are you doing in my bed?" He asked. "I uh...got lost?" I tried. "Yeah sure" Harry said sarcastically.

"But it's true!" I defended crossing my arms together. My eyes wandered to his stomach and looked away quickly. Harry noticed this and smirked, "Are you checking me out?" he asked devilishly. My eyes widen and I flushed a bright red. I looked down to my hands. "I-i was not!" I protested. "You totally were! You were checking out my abs" Harry smirked. "Well babe I need to change, but your free to watch" Harry winked. My face paled and I shot up. "Bye Harold" I muttered quickly and bolted out of the room. "Next time then right babe?" Harry called through the hall.

Rolled my eyes and continued to walked grumbling curses in my native language. I stopped walking and realized something. I was lost.

"What the hell?" I muttered. Taking in my surroundings. I was in a ballroom typish room. It was very open and spacious. With a grand staircase in front of me leading to the marble white floor. Golden pillars lined the room with long elegant white fabric connecting them at the top. In the middle of the ceiling was a giant chandler. It was grand and filled with sparkling diamonds hanging down on it.