Chapter 1
I threw my hair up into a messy ponytail and looked out the window. It was still early in the morning, and the sun was only just coming up over the trees that lined the perimeter of the university I was enrolled at. My room was second from the top, and from the window I had a clear view of a large grassy quad, and the student car park about 100 metres away. I sighed and pushed open the glass, the cool European air hit my body and I shuddered, even under my large black jumper, I could easily feel the weather I wasn't used to. As I turned back to the room, my eyes paused momentarily on the empty half that was to be occupied later by my new roommate. I slid across the floor momentarily and stopped at my wardrobe, throwing open the light wood doors to inspect my belongings. I found my black skirt and stumbled around the room as I pulled it on over my black leggings, I was deliberately up early to clean up a bit and be dressed before my roommate arrived.
"Alfie Deyes," I sighed as I made my way over to my bed. I'd been informed of some basic information on my roomie, which included his name, and the fact it was a guy, so I'd been memorizing his name the past three days. There was some shouting from the car park that even I could hear, so I went over to the window to look. A car had pulled up, and 3 guys were standing around with boxes while a 4th grabbed another box from the backseat. They were noisy as they made their way across the quad, and I had a suspicion that one of them was my roommate. I decided to look natural and hit play on my IPod and grabbed a book from beside my bed. I listened to One Direction as I "read" my book, but also listened out for anyone coming up the hall. I had to cover my smirk as I heard someone say my room number and then footsteps up the hall. They fumbled at the door and it suddenly burst open, making one of the boys trip over his own feet into the room.
"Well hey there," smiled the one who tripped. I lowered my book and smiled at them.
"Hello," I replied. The one who tripped came up to me and held out his free hand.
"My name's Jack Harries," he smiled as I shook his hand.
"I'm Finn, his twin brother," said a boy behind him. Finn had slightly darker hair to Jack, but they did look very similar.
"Hello, I'm Marcus," the 3rd smiled as he put the box down on the floor and came over to shake my hand. He had the lightest hair of the four, and it was spiked up at the front.
"I'm Alfie Deyes, your roommate," the 4th one finally introduced himself. Saying Alfie was gorgeous was an understatement. He had dark brown, almost black hair, and beautiful eyes that I wouldn't mind getting lost in. I suddenly snapped back to reality and realised they were all waiting for me to introduce myself.
"I'm sorry, I'm Honey Fowler," I smiled, standing up from the bed.
"Are you being serious?" Marcus laughed.
"What, my name?" I asked, confused.
"Your jumper," he smiled. I looked down, and then realised what the humour was. Written in big, white letters across the black jumper was 'I Like Cats'.
"Nothing wrong with proclaiming my love," I shrugged, a smile wanting to come up on my lips, but I managed to keep a straight face. Marcus smiled and turned around to put the desk back.
"I'm gonna need help with the computer," announced Marcus. Jack and Finn both followed him, but Alfie stayed and started trying to move the large, wooden desk away from the wall. I jumped up and stood beside him and also pulled.
"Must be a big computer," I laughed. He just looked at me with a smirk, and I realised that my comment was actually true.
"What do you need a computer that size for?" I laughed as the desk finally gave way and slid backwards. My feet slipped and I landed on the floor with a thud. I felt two strong arms under mine and Alfie pulled me back up.
"Reasons," he shrugged and went over to a box on his bed. I heard some commotion from the car park and we both went over to the window. Marcus had a giant monitor in his arms, Finn was carrying a box full of cords and Jack was trying to wrestle what looked like a camera from around his neck. Alfie chuckled and shook his head.
"Seriously, what do you do?" I laughed. He went back to the bed and held up a small, yellow pillow that had 'subscribe' written across it in bold black letters.
"You're a youtuber?" I said.