Liam's POV:
"And as I walk up to your door
My eye turns to face the floor
Cause I can't look you in the eyes and say
When he opens his arms
And holds you close tonight
It just won't feel right
Cause I can't love you more than this, yeah
When he lays you down, I might just die inside
It just don't feel right
Cause I can't love you more than this
Can't love you more than this"
I wrote a few notes in the margin of my paper as I continued to write. It's called "More Than this." Taylor's bound to know so why not tell her this way? It kills me that she's going out with Zayn. Out of all the people to choose from she chose to go out with Zayn, one of my best mates. I sighed and put down the pick when I heard a soft knock. I looked up "It's open." Taylor's head poked through the door and I put the guitar off to the side. She sat down next to me on my bed. "I can't sleep." She said, avoiding my gaze. "Me either." I told her. Taylor looked into my eyes and asked "How long?" Her expression was extremely hard to read. It must have been a combination of regret, anger, confusion, curiosity, and happiness. "Pardon?" She dropped her stare. "How long have you fancied me?" Oh god...this was supposed to be perfect! I was supposed to sing her my song! I sighed. "A millennia. And I've been waiting a millennia for you to figure that out." She looked back at me, her appearance changing to one of sadness. "Why didn't you tell me?" she choked out. "I was scared. I thought if you knew I love you, I would push you away…" Taylor responded "I loved you too and was too blind with it to realize you love me back." All this time… I swallowed. "Loved? As in past-tense?" She looked hurt. "I love Zayn too, Liam. Please don't make me choose." She got up and let out a soft "Good night, Liam," almost a whisper and kissed my forehead. I watched her leave, emotions circling through me. As the door shut, I moved the guitar on the floor along with my notes and pick. Did she know how much this tore at my heart? I turned the light off and settled into bed hoping for a few hours' sleep but to no avail.
My POV:
SPLASH! I was startled from sleep. As the grogginess quickly faded, I saw who had done it. "Zayn!" I yelled. He smiled and ran down the stairs, making me follow him. Soaked to the skin, I got up and ran down into the living room. There he was grinning ear to ear sitting on the couch. He didn't sense my presence until I walked around the couch and tackled him. I punched him playfully and with each punch he laughed, the sweet sound a symphony to my ears. "All right you two love birds," I heard Niall's voice from the kitchen. "I'm making food what do you want?" Zayn and I both stared at Niall. Was he thinking what I was thinking? "Are you sure you haven't eaten it already?" Zayn asked him, a grin spreading across his face. Niall laughed "I promise mate but you better hurry up before I do!" Zayn smiled and got up to go talk to Niall. I went back upstairs to change into dry clothes and ran into Liam at the top of the stairs. "What the bloody hell happened to you?" Liam asked. I looked down at my drenched body and laughed. "Zayn's idea for a wake-up call." I told him. He smiled, but I could see the reluctance, and he said "Well go dry off then!" and he walked downstairs. I put on a dry pair of jean shorts and my favorite One Direction T-Shirt. I brushed my hair, fixed my make-up and walked back downstairs. An aroma of bacon sizzling and pancakes cooking found its way to my nose. I guess the boys figured out what to eat. I heard a scream followed by a roar of laughter coming from the other hallway and turned my head to see Louis come out of a guest room with Nini right behind him. Louis' face was covered in pie. I was laughing hysterically when he came up to me smiling and asked "Hey Taylor. Wffhere's the baffroom?" Barely able to stand from the sight, I pointed to the nearest bathroom. "Fffanks. Nice ffhirt by the hhway" I laughed "Thanks" he nodded and left to get rid of his pie-face.
I smiled at Nini. "Classic." I said and we high-fived. Harry was the next to appear. He walked out from the same hallway as Louis and Nini. He looked a little tired. "Morning Harry" Nini greeted him. "Wha-? Oh right. Morning." He responded. "Someone's a little slow this morning." I retorted. Then I heard a voice scream from the kitchen "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" followed by a fit of laughter. Smiling, I entered the kitchen and the scent of breakfast hit me, my stomach growling. "Where's Olivia?" Liam asked. "I'll go get her!" Niall said almost at once. He left before anyone could state their suspicions.
Olivia's POV:
I heard footsteps coming upstairs and the door slowly open. I didn't move, hoping it wasn't Taylor armed with a pillow or whipped cream. "Olivia?" It was Niall. I turned over. "Top 'O the morning to ya Irishman!" I said with a smirk. "Looks like you're in a good mood this morning. I came up to tell you breakfast is ready. And you missed Louis being pied by Nini." I jumped out of bed quickly. "Louis was pied? I can't believe I missed it!" He looked at me dumbfounded. "I don't think you heard everything. There's food downstairs." I laughed and we raced down the stairs to breakfast. "Ha! I won!" I yelled and opened up the door. "Ahh!" Taylor was waiting by the door for me to come in…with whipped cream. And I walked straight into her trap. There was an abrupt outburst of laughter among my friends. I shook my head, causing whipped cream to fly everywhere. "You're cleaning this after you freshen up!" Taylor yelled as I left the room. I bumped into Louis on my way to the bathroom. "Oops sor- you got stuff in your face too?" he laughed and wiped some of it away. I felt his gaze on me and I moved his hand away from my face. "I think I've got it thanks," I told him. He seemed to snap out of a daydream. "Er- yeah of course I'll be… in the kitchen." That was weird… I washed the whipped cream off and joined everyone else at the table.
This was the order: Liam, Taylor, Zayn, Harry, Niall, Me, Louis, and Nini. Breakfast wasn't too long because there was so many of us. We then were discussing what to do for the day. "We could…go to the boardwalk?" Taylor suggested. We all agreed the boardwalk would be fun. Liam was acting a little weird though. I'm not really sure what that was about. Zayn helped Taylor clean up again. I swear the two of them are just so cute together. Everyone else split up and got ready for the day. I put on my favorite outfit: my red shorts and striped shirt. I grabbed a bag and packed a towel I stole out of a bathroom. I also packed sunscreen, a camera, my phone, and my wallet.
After gathering all my things, I walked back down the stairs into the living room. Niall was the only person packed and ready besides me. "So… I hear you play guitar." I said trying to spark up a conversation. "Yeah!" he said enthusiastically, "Do you play?" "I used to, but I don't remember much" I responded. Almost at once he replied "I can re-teach you! Er that is- if you want…" I smiled "That would be brilliant! We could hang out at my house. I have my dad's old guitar there." "Perfect! Er- Olivia I-" He cut off as Harry walked into the room. "I'll tell you later." He finished. "All right," I said a bit disappointed. "I'm going to go find Tay," I said. "We'll be here," Harry said.
My POV:
"Should I wear my purple bikini under these light shorts and white 1D t-shirt, or this red bikini underneath these dark shorts and black t-shirt?" Zayn was already dressed and was amused at how long it was taking me to get ready. "What's wrong with what you're already wearing?" he asked, his gaze going up and down my body. "It's just not...beachy." I told him. He laughed. "Beachy?" "I dunno, Just pick one. I'm very indecisive." He smiled and said "You look beautiful no matter what you put on." Oh my romantic boyfriend, why does he do this to me? "Aww babe that's really sweet of you, but I still need to pick something." He stepped closer and brushed a piece of my hair behind my ear. He bent closer to my ear and whispered "How about you pick what to wear now, and I'l pick what you should wear tonight?"His voice was so soft and deep, sending shivers along my skin. He was too hard to resist. I giggled softly and whispered back "Okay," My arms wrapped around his neck once more, the familiar position comforting me. His soft lips captured mine again, sending butterflies across my stomach. I felt his arms lower to around my waist and he pulled me in closer to him. I stroked his hair just the way I know he likes it and he deepened the kiss. I closed my eyes, and relaxed, letting Zayn guide me. He seemed to be moving backwards and I soon felt the edge of my bed against my legs. He laid me down. Oh god… I broke apart. "Not now, baby." I said stroking his face. He reluctantly pulled back and helped me sit up. "Not when someone's eaves-dropping." I continued. We both laughed when we heard a small gasp and someone rush down the stairs. I decided on the red bikini and Zayn went downstairs to join everyone else while I got changed. This is going to be an interesting day.