Harry Styles Imagines Book Two

Triplets [part 3]

I get home and run up to my room, not talking to anyone. I need to be alone. I haven't been alone all day. Throwing my things on the ground, I fall on the bed face first and scream into my pillow.

So many feelings today, I don't even know what to do about them. After laying there for a few minutes and groaning, I get up and open the window before starting on my homework.

I don't have any books yet, because I didn't get them, but I look through my notes from the old school and realize I'm not that far behind. If I can get the books, I can probably read over the material and ask for some old assessments to make sure I know what I'm doing and then I'll be good.

Deciding that plan is enough homework for tonight, I take a bath. The hot tub is exactly what I needed. Almost an hour later, I feel relaxed and refreshed. Wrapping myself in a towel, I go back to my room to get dressed.

I hold the towel against me while picking out some knickers, a jumper that hits below my bum and thigh high socks. A boys laughter floats up into my room from the open window as I'm about to drop the towel. I walk over curiously and lean out a bit to see what's going on. I haven't met our neighbors, I haven't actually gone outside since we moved in.

Looking around, I spot the culprits. All 7 of the boys from today are hanging out in the neighbors back yard. I lean out further to get a closer look, just to be sure. It is them, and before I can make a sound or get back inside, one of them spots me.

Its Zayn. He does a double take as he sees me and I see him smirk. My eyes widen and I quickly get back inside and slam the window shut, drawing the drapes so they can't see in. Quick as a flash, I pull on the clothes I picked out as a rock hits my window.

Groaning and rolling my eyes, I ignore it, only to get another rock thrown at the window. I really don't want them to ring the bell, so I open the window again and stick my head out.

"Y/N!" Harry shouts excitedly.

"What are you doing here? Go away!" I shout down at them.

"I live here," Zayn shouts back and I roll my eyes.

"Zayn said that was you in a towel," Edward smirks. They're all standing as close to my house as they can, each one wearing that same irritating smirk. "What happened?"

"I'm dressed now," I shout back, glaring at them. I'm never going to get a minute to myself here.

"Get undressed and come play with us," Harry orders.

I bite my lip to keep from swearing at him and sigh. "No. I just got out of the tub and I'm all warm and cozy. Go away."

"What are you wearing?" James asks softly and I can't help but blush.

"Oh I'm not showing you," I say, looking inside to see my thigh socks. "Nice try though."

"Oh we'll find out," Harry says. I stick my head back outside and notice one of them is missing.

"Why is there only 6 of you?" I ask in a rush, leaning further out to look around. "Don't you dare ring my bell."

I crawl back inside and run out of the room and down to the lobby as the bell rings. "Mum don't answer it!"