Loving The Same Girl [1D Fan fic]

Chapter 4: Now

IMPORTANT MESSAGE: this is not a very interesting chapter, it's just to fill you guys in about what's happening to Fiona now in her life, because the other chapters were about what happened before (like how she met them and how she started dating Zayn.) just wanted to let you guys know!

Fiona's POV

I opened my eyes and stretched in my bed, yawning. I rolled over the other side of my bed to see the time. 1:40 pm, read my clock. Stretching one more time, I jumped out of bed. I've been living in England for six months now and loved life over there. Zayn begged me to join him there, saying that a long-distance relationship would be too hard and didn't want to have to pay for a plane ticket all the time to be able to see me. So I asked my parents, and they agreed to let me live here. Sierra asked her parents to move with me as well, so we were not separated. As soon as we arrived, Niall jumped on me, giving me a huge hug in front of all the other people, but I didn't mind. I had jumped on Zayn, kissing him for a long time until he declared that his lips were starting to numb. The other boys didn't accompany Zayn and Niall but as soon as we entered Harry and Louis' house (Liam was there as well) they had warmly greeted me with suffocating and back-breaking hugs. Oh, how I had missed those boys! At first, I lived with my aunt but she had another home in London which she only went to when she visited her mom, so she decided to give it to me, including all the stuff that was already in there such as the fridge, TV, couch, ect., which made me super grateful.

"You're old enough to live on your own," she told me, smiling. "And I was happy when your cousin left the house, so I don't want another young girl coming and ruining my fun, just because I have to take care of her!"

After getting out of the shower, I took a bowl of cereal and ate. I was watching TV when the green light flashed, signaling that someone rang the doorbell. Sighing, I got up and opened the door. I honestly didn't feel like walking and talking to people today, today was my lazy day but that seemed to happen every Sundays when I woke up too late.

Niall and Liam were at the other side of the door, beaming at me. I couldn't help but to beam back. I loved when they visited me (which was quite often, I have to admit), I always had a blast when I was with them.

"Hello, beautiful!" Niall said cheerfully, with his adorable Irish accent.

I smiled sweetly. "Hey Niall!"

Liam kissed me on the cheek and said: "we brought pizza! And cinnamon!" He looked at me with a devious smile.

"Eh cinnamon....?" I asked, confused. "I mean, I'm willing to take risks and all and I love pizza but cinnamon flavoured pizza? Gross."

Niall looked at me as if he had swallowed a cockroach. "Pizza's good, no matter what the topping is, Fiona!" He shook his head as if he were really disappointed in me, and went to sit in front of my TV after taking almost all the food from the kitchen.

"I'm sorry if I disappointed you, Niall." I said, smirking.

Liam laughed. "We're not making cinnamon flavored pizza, Fiona! That, I admit, no matter how much I love pizza, would be gross."

Niall frowned, "real food lovers and explorers like me would've never said that." And he went back to eating chips and watching the Adventure Times with Finn and Jake.

Liam rolled his eyes, smiled and turned back to me. "Anyways, I brought the cinnamon so that we could do the cinnamon challenge!"

I spent the rest of the day with my two eating buddies and when they left, around ten, I went to bed, smiling. I had a nice house, an amazing boyfriend and great friends. I felt really lucky and blessed.