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Zayn's POV

I walked out to the front of the school with Emma Cooper on my mind. She may not have seen it in her, but she was so fascinating to me. Every time I made eye contact with any of the other girls at this school, they would bat their eyelashes, or giggle fakely, trying to get my attention.

She was normal, and I loved that about her.

I was too busy staring off into space, I didn't realize that Louis had pulled up in front of me in a black van.

"Zayn!" Harry screamed from the passenger's side.

"Oh, sorry, boys," I climbed into the back seat.

"What were you thinking about so deeply?" Niall asked.

"A girl," I wriggled my eyebrows, making him laugh.

"Does she go to the school? Is she fit?" Harry turned to face me.

"Yeah, I helped her take her bags to her room, so I'm assuming she goes there now. Yeah, she's attractive," I shrugged it off.

Truth was; I thought she was very fit. Her eyes sea green eyes had me almost speechless, and although she wasn't the tallest person around, she also wasn't the shortest. She was fit. That's all I'm going to say for now.

"We have to meet her," Louis pointed out.

"Does she seem nice?" Liam asked from beside me.

"She acts chill. I think she's nice, yeah. She's pretty hard to read, I'll give you that," I nodded.

"What's her name?" Niall asked with his cheek resting on his palm.

"Emma. Emma Cooper."

The car stopped, and Louis sat oddly still in his seat before turning towards us slowly, "Last one at the apartment has to buy us an extra-large pizza!" he jumped out of the car and ran to the lobby.

Liam went at full-speed after Louis, and Niall wasn't far behind him. Harry and I were still climbing out of the car, but I left him standing there, taking off after the rest of the boys.

"Not fair!" we heard Harry scream from behind us.

The elevator door shut as soon as I jumped in, leaving Harry still running to the door.

"Well, boys, I guess it's settled. Harry's buying us dinner," Louis grinned, panting slightly.

"You're a mean person, Tommo," Liam joked, laughing.

"Wrong answer," Louis shook his head, slapping Liam lightly, and making the rest of us in the elevator laugh.

We walked to our rooms once we reached our floor, and called the Pizza Delivery Man so Harry wouldn't try playing any tricks on us.

Harry walked in, breathing heavily, "That—was not fair."

"It was quite fair, actually. I explained all the rules while we were in the car. Sorry, Harry," Louis patted him on the back.

Niall and Liam were laughing hysterically at the sight of a tired Harry, and I couldn't help but grin at the whole thing.

Living with these boys definitely made life a big roller coaster. A good one though. Sure, we were band mates and co-workers, but we were definitely brothers above all else. The pressure of fame and being in the Music Business definitely brought us closer together as friends. We were there to console each other and we could relate to each other's problems, making it easier for us to understand one another.

When the doorbell rang, Harry stood up from the couch we were spread out on, to go answer the door.

"No!" Niall yelled.

"Why?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"You're going to steal it, buddy," Niall pointed out.

"Am not!" Harry argued.

"Are too!" Niall stood to face him.

"Boys," Liam warned, not looking up from his Nintendo DS.

"Don't upset Daddy Direction," Louis jogged to the door to go get our food instead.

We devoured the pizza—well, Niall did—in less than 10 minutes. The boys gave me a complete interrogation on Emma Cooper.

"Why do you guys want to know so much about her?" I laughed, swallowing the rest of my pizza.

"Because your face when you were thinking about her was so deep and concentrated," Niall said with a mouth-full of pizza.

Liam nodded his head, "Maybe she'll turn out to be a good friend of yours. Maybe even more, mate."

I shook my head, "No. She doesn't look like the kind of girl who wants a boyfriend, and I just met her."

"Yeah, and aren't you dating Joana?" Harry pointed at me with his pizza.

I rolled my eyes. Joana was a swimsuit model we had met after shooting our first music video; What Makes You Beautiful. She wasn't anything special. Just a friend. She was a great girl, but I had a feeling that she didn't really connect to, or know, me as a person.

"No, Hazza," I sighed.

"Are you going to ask her to be your girlfriend anytime soon?" Niall asked.

"No. I don't like her that way."

"But she's fit!" Harry yelled out.

"Harry!" Liam smacked him on the back of the head.

"It's true," he chuckled.

"He's got his mind on Emma," Louis said girlishly, putting a hand over his heart.

"Shut up," I laughed, "I'm going to bed. Night!" I called out, walking towards my room. It was already 3 am, and the boys and I were planning on going to our so called 'school' tomorrow for a visit around lunch-time.

The semester hadn't started yet, so we could just hang there. That boarding school was like our only link to a normal life style, far away from fame. It was school after all.

"Goodnight," they chorused.

"Thanks for the pizza, Harry," I laughed.

"It's not like I had a choice on getting it for you guys, or not," he teased.

11am of the next day:

I stared into the mirror and put my arms through the blue letterman jacket. Liam came up from behind me with his regular plaid button down, and Niall with his buttoned up polo.

"Ready to go?" Mr. Stripes walked in, jingling the keys in his hand.

"Let's go!" Harry yelled down the hall.

The car ride there consisted of me and the boys belting our lungs out while singing along with the radio, which meant singing to songs such as Toxic by Britney Spears, and On The Floor by Jennifer Lopez.

Louis got out of the car first and took in a dramatic deep breathe, "Oh, the smell of school!"

"What does school smell like?" Niall sniffed the air as we walked past the office and faced the gigantic soccer field in front of us.

"Like school," Liam smiled at him.

When I looked to the right of us, I saw two girls come out of the Girls' Dorm Building. One of them was wearing a floral skirt that stopped at her knees, and the other one was wearing black jeans.

It wasn't hard for me to realize that one of them was Emma Cooper.

"Emma!" I waved to her, making the boys turn towards me.

"She's here?" Liam perked up.

"The brunette," I pointed her out to them.

"Man," Harry patted my shoulder, "She's very attractive!"

"Harry, seriously," I snorted in laughter, continuing to wave at the two girls.

"Who's her friend?" Louis asked in a sort of trance.

"I have no idea."

The blonde girl beside Emma was rather tall. Her blonde and curly hair reminded me of Taylor Swifts, and she had a very charming smile. Why did Emma have to have an equally, very fit, friend?

"Hey, Zayn," Emma waved, walking over.

"Hi!" her friend smiled at us, "I'm Tracey."

The boys introduced herself to her one by one, and Louis smiled up at her last.

"Louis Tomlinson," he said cheekily, making her laugh—not giggle, but genuinely laugh.

"Are you guys both American?" Niall asked.

"Yeah," Emma nodded.

"So.. do you know who we are?" Harry said hesitantly.

Emma laughed awkwardly and raised an eyebrow, "Well, we know your names?"

"Oh, never mind my question," Harry shook his head with a smile.

Tracey nudged her with her elbow, "He means if we know they're in their band."

The boys and I went on Alert Mode.

"We know you guys are in a band, but we don't really know you're in a band. If you know what I'm saying," she shrugged.

Alert Mode quickly went off as soon as it came on. These girls didn't know much, and that's how we liked to make friends.

"Where are you lovely ladies headed?" Harry asked.

The girls exchanged a look of confusion, and looked behind them jokingly.

"Oh, you mean us?" Tracey pointed at the two of them, laughing lightly afterwards.

"We were going to go grab a bite in the cafeteria before I left," Emma put her hands in her pocket. She definitely seemed like the quiet type.

"Where are you going?" Liam asked.

Emma hesitated for a bit, "Going on a walk with a friend in town."

"Tracey?" Louis pointed at the girl.

"No," she shook her head.

"Making friends already, this girl," Tracey joked.

Louis smiled at her, clearly starting to take a liking towards her. "Well, we were just going to the cafeteria ourselves," Louis stuck an arm out in the direction of the building.

"Care to join us?" Harry asked poshly.

"Why not," Tracey shrugged.

A couple of girls started whispering and texting nervously when the boys and I walked in with the company of two beautiful girls by our side.

After waiting in line, the girls got Frappuccino's and so did the guys. The only difference was that the girls got chocolate chip, with caramel sauce drizzled on top of it.

"You're going to go all hyper after drinking that," Liam pointed out.

"That's the thing about me," Tracey began, "I'm always already just a little bit hyper."

She was calm, cool, and very hilarious to be with.

Emma unzipped her jacket, and paid for the money with her wallet, that was hidden in a huge secret pocket inside her jacket. I couldn't help but notice that book she was playing with the other day, also in the pocket.

"There's that book again," I smirked down at her.

She looked up at me with those dazzling eyes, and I got butterflies in my tummy, "Oh, right."

We took a seat near the windows, and zipped our drinks in a comfortable silence for a little bit.

"So, are you girls new to London, or have you been here before?" Harry leaned forward in his seat.

"We're brand new," Tracey spoke for the both of them.

"How are you already going out with a friend?" Louis asked Emma.

"I have connections," she smiled a bit.

"Mysterious," Liam nodded at her.

She laughed little bit, "I try."

"If you girls ever need a tour guide—or five, we are always free," Niall offered.

"We'd love to show you girls around a little bit," I smiled at Emma.

"That would be awesome. Do you guys know anywhere I can get a guitar fixed?" Tracey bit her lip.

"Just around the block, we can drive you there if you'd like!" Louis immediately offered.

Harry shot him a cheeky grin.

"Yes! Thank you so much," she fist-pumped.

"Why? Do you play guitar?" Niall asked.

"You are correct," she nodded with a smile, "Best instrument ever."

"Yeah, buddy!" he high-fived her, reaching across the table.

Emma smiled at the two of them and felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, "I really had loads of fun talking to you guys, but I have to get going." She got up from where she was and gave Tracey a hug.

"I'll wait up for you. Have fun!" Tracey smiled.

"You don't have to," Emma shook her head, "Bye, boys! It was nice meeting you guys."

"It was lovely meeting you too," Liam smiled.

Each boy gave her a small hug before we watched her walk out the door. She slipped on a black beanie over her wavy brown hair, and jogged to the front of the building.

"Should we go take you to that music shop now?" Liam suggested, throwing away his empty drink cup.

"Yes! I'll run up and get my guitar. You guys can wait in the car," she nodded, rushing out the door.

"Well, what did you guys think of her?" I clapped my hands together, waiting to see their reactions.

"She's horrible," Niall spat.

"You don't even want to know what I think about her," Liam shook his head.

"She's terrible," Harry hung his head low.

"We're kidding!" Louis grinned.

"We love her!" Niall laughed.

"She's great," Liam nodded.

"Very quiet, and quite lovely," Harry smiled up at me.

"Tracey's wonderful too," Niall added.

"She is, isn't she?" Louis smiled.

"Louis might be starting to fancy her," Liam put his arm around his shoulder.

"Too early for anything like that," Louis shook his head, "But I do think she's absolutely amazing to be with, so is Emma, it's just that she's more quiet."

I nodded, satisfied with their opinions, "Thanks, you guys."

"Emma seems very mysterious," Harry pointed out.

"I wonder where she's headed," Niall took on a thoughtful expression.

"Me too. Who do you guys think she might be headed out with?" I stuffed my hands in my pockets as we made our way to the car.

"Maybe just another student," Liam shrugged

I had a gut feeling in my stomach that; that strange girl was up to something bigger than just a walk in town.

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