"I... uh..." I blinked, unsure of what to do. Finally, awkwardly, I reached out a poked his chest, and he slightly moved back as the force of my poke pushed him. "Holy crap. You really are here."

Harry rolled his eyes, a grin slowly forming on his lips, "Obviously. … Unless this is a dream." Instead of a grin, his face now takes on a smirk, "What kind of dreams do you dream about me, Lillian?" Before I am able to think of a clever comeback to this question. There is a very loud, British (slightly Irish) chorus of my name. Then, I am once again plunged into the crystal blue waters of the ocean.

This needs to stop happening.

I scramble against the four new bodies piled on top of me. I take a deep breath of air as I resurface, and look around at the group of sopping wet boys. Tears start to form into my eyes as I pull Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn into a hug. "Oh, boys... You're just like before."

"How else are we supposed to be, princess?" Niall chuckles, but gratefully returns my hug.

"Hush your mouth, Niall. You're the one who's been complaining about not being able to see Lilly the most. Well, not as much as H-" Before Zayn could finish his sentence, he was unexpectedly pushed into the water by Liam. Harry's eyes were slightly wider than they were before, and I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from looking interested in anything that had to do with Harry Styles. Zayn popped up from the water, spluttering much like I first had done. "This is ridiculous!"

"So, what've you been doing since the last time we've seen you, love?" Louis smiles, trying to get the conversation back to a lighter tone as he leads the boys and I back to the shore.

I give a shrug, feeling a bit shy now, "Just moved to L.A... catching up with some of my boys. Oh, and I've got a recording contract now. That's new."

"Wait, I thought we were your boys!" Niall frowns, looking pretty hurt.

I make a grin and put my arm around his waist, "Don't worry, dear. You are my boys. I just have more."

"Then just where are these 'other boys?' I would like to approve of the ones that we have to share you with." Niall puts his arm around my shoulders, just like how we used to be.

I nod towards where Logan, James, and Carlos are standing. They're all hunched around a stack of wood, trying to light it with no progress being made.

"No, Carlos, you have cup your hand around the flame so it doesn't go out before you're able to light the paper." Logan instructs in a exhausted voice, as if he has said this a million times.

Carlos throws his arms in the air like a child, "No! I want to take credit for this fire. Let me do it!" With that one single protest, he returns to what he's been trying to accomplish since I had first left them. Logan groans quietly, before turning his head upwards to where he sees the group of boys and I. He raises a single eyebrow at me, and I shake my head, a grin on my face.

"Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Harry... this is Logan, Carlos, and James. My fantastic American boys. Logan, Carlos, and James... this is Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Harry... My fantastic British boys." As I said each of their names, I pointed to each one of the boys, hoping that they would be able to learn each other's names.

"Otherwise known as the members of One Direction," Logan grinned.

"And the members of Big Time Rush." Liam continued with Logan's sentence. I couldn't help but smile as the boys of 1D sat down and began talking immediately. Logan, Liam, and Niall hit it off immediately, and after a few minutes James, Louis, Carlos, and Zayn began talking about how to start a fire. Harry sat in between the two groups, putting in his two cents every so often between the two conversations. And Kendall was... Where was Kendall?

I nudged Logan's shoulder, and he looked over at me, stopping in mid-sentence with his talk to Liam about their music. "Where's Kendall?"

"Oh, he went surfing a while ago... He's still in a bad mood, I reckon." Logan rolled his eyes, easily annoyed with Kendall's mood swings.

I nodded, a slight smile on my face, "Well, I'm going to go get changed and grab my guitar." Logan nodded, and went back to his conversation with Liam. I stood up from my spot on the sand, brushing off the grainy substance, and began walking back to the car.

"Hey, Lillian... Wait up." Harry called, jogging to catch up to me.

Logan's POV

I waited until Lilly and Harry were out of earshot before I asked a question that had been bugging me since I first met these guys, "So... how'd you all meet Lilly?"

Louis grinned, "It's actually to Niall's credit that we met her."

"Lilly was in London for a 'destination wedding,' you know where people fly out to watch a couple get married? Well, I knew the bride so I had gone as well. During the reception, I worked enough nerve to ask her to dance, and we eventually hit it off. She became my best friend in that night, and I took her back to the flat to meet the rest of the guys..." Niall had a grin on his face as he looked into the fire.

"We each hit it off in our own different ways... We all loved her by the end of the night, so we kept in touch. We showed her 'round London for the next few days." Zayn interjected.

Carlos smiled, "She does that. Get people to love her..."

"She's quite good at it too." Louis chuckled, shaking his head.

James frowned a bit, looking in the direction of where Lilly and Harry had disappeared to, "So what's her and Harry's story?" Suddenly each and every member of One Direction looked slightly uncomfortable and awkward. There was a silence as each of the guys looked from one to another, trying to decide whether or not to tell us.

Niall shrugged at last, "I s'pose they'll find out sooner or later. And they're her best mates, too. Might as well." Louis, Liam, and Zayn each nodded. "Lou, you tell it. You know it better."

Louis sighed as the attention was turned on him. "Well, you already know that we all hit it off with Lilly... 'In our own different ways.' Well, when Lilly had come and met all of us, Harry had just gotten his heart ripped out by his ol' girlfriend. At first, they were just friends. Nothing like how the rest of us were with her, but still they were friends. A while after that, during the fourth month that she spent with us in London, I reckon, Harry fell head over heels for her and vice versa. Eventually, Harry gathered enough nerve to ask her on a date, which she agreed to. Afterward they stayed together for a few months.. Lilly even moved in with us in the flat. They were inseparable, practically attached to the hip."

"So what went wrong?" I asked.

"Well... Harry.. he..." Louis wrung his hands around themselves, looking superbly uncomfortable.

"He cheated on her. And she found out by the girl telling her herself." Niall said seriously. Louis nodded. I took the time of the new awkward silence to look over each of the guys' faces. Niall looked angry. Zayn looked protective. Louis looked sad. Liam had his face in his hands. All in all, you could tell that each of the guys cared about Lilly just like Carlos, Kendall, James, and I did. "Lilly never forgave him. She couldn't, y'see. I mean, Lilly probably could have forgiven him if he had told her himself. But he didn't. So she came back to the States, reckon she came here to find you guys."

Liam raised his face from his hands, and his eyes were rimmed with red, "Lillian kept in contact with us... Not much, though. Not like before. Sometimes, if we were lucky, we'd be able to talk on the phone with her. But only if Harry wasn't around."

"He immediately regretted his actions. He had fallen in love with her, we knew that. But he had gotten drunk one night after he and Lilly had their first fight... And he made a mistake." Zayn grumbled.

"She still loves him." I said quietly. "I could tell in the way that she looked at him today."

Niall had a small smile on his face, "If she loves him still, then you guys better be prepared for Hell to break loose."

"When you have a girl as good as Lilly, why do you even take a chance like that? Who could make you do that?" James talked through a clenched jaw, looking on the verge of becoming seriously angry.

Zayn piped up, "That'd be my ol' girl... And a couple shots of tequila, I suppose."

Lilly's POV

Harry and I walked in the sand in a comfortable silence, and I tried to hate him for that. Finally, I tried to break the silence just as he was going to.

"So ho-" "So why-" Our words stumbled over one another's, and I let out a little smile as he had a grin.

"What were you going to say?" Harry asked, grabbing my guitar case out of the trunk of the convertible as if he had done it all of his life. I tried to hate him again.

"I..." I licked my lips, sliding on my shorts once again, "I wanted to know. Why you did... did that?" Realizing that I screwed up the sentence, I tried again, "Why did you do that, Harry?"

"Do wh..? Oh." He looked uncomfortable, and I found slight satisfaction in that. "I... Lilly."

"Don't call me that." I looked in the car and the trunk for a hoodie of mine, "Hey, do you see any hood-" He took off his plain maroon sweatshirt and held it out to me wordlessly. I bit my bottom lip slightly before taking it, slipping it on, nodding a wordless "thank you."

He tried again, "Lillian, you've got to understand: I was drunk, and we just had our first fight."

"I understand that part. I still don't understand how you could cheat on me with my best friend! Hell, Harry, she was Zayn's girlfriend!" Without realizing it, our voices slowly started to raise higher and higher in volume.

"They were about to break up anyway. Zayn told me so! He said that was just another reason to end it!"

Tears filled my eyes as he finished shouting, "And what about us, Harry?"

Harry ran a hand through his curls, leaning back on the convertible with a defeated look on his face, "I thought we were over, love. I said nasty things to you, so I figured that you would never have taken me back. I didn't know what else to do. That's how I tried to cope... it didn't work out too well though, I s'ppose."

I laughed humorlessly, "Obviously."

"She meant nothing to me, y'know. She was just.."

"Another girl to fuck?"

He clenched his fists together, jaw clenched, "Can you please stop trying to fight me for a few minutes?"

"I could. If I could forgive you for having sex with someone who wasn't me while we were still together." That did it. That sentence was the one that broke me down. Tears started to trail down my face as they made a hasty escape from my eyes. "You treat it like it's nothing, but it is something." My voice broke, "Harry Styles, it's so hard to hate you." As he heard my face break, he looked up at me and I saw that he had started to cry too. He stood in front of me, taking my face in his hands, and began to wipe off my tears with his thumbs."It's tiring, and it's impossible. And I'm tired of trying to do the impossible."

Harry put his forehead against mine, whispering, "So stop hating me. Lillian, please, please forgive me. I'm an idiot, you and I both know that. But let me be an idiot with you." The next few minutes were filled with only the sound of the ocean behind us, the sound of the guys talking muffled, and my sniffling as I tried to decide what to do. I had closed my eyes to keep from bursting into tears again, and I could feel Harry's eyes burning into my closed one's. Every once in a while, he would whisper, "Please, baby... please."

"One more chance. That's all you're going to get, dear." I opened my eyes to see him with a slight smile on his face.

"Thank you. You won't regret it." Harry leaned in, and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. He lingered there for a moment, and I was sure he was going to kiss me.

"I'm heading home." Kendall's voice shattered the moment as Harry and I's head s jolted apart from each other.

I nodded, coughing a little, "Alright. Kendall, Harry. Harry, Kendall."

"Pleasure." Harry muttered, eyes narrowed slightly.

"Likewise." Kendall agreed, doing the same actions towards Harry.

I cleared my throat, "Kendall, you can take the car. They boys and I'll hitch a ride with the others." Kendall shrugged, nodding. I reached up to hug him, whispering, "Please don't fight him."

"I make no promises." he whispered back, but returned the hug. "Love you." Kendall called as he climbed into the driver's seat of the convertible.

"Love you more." I smiled, kissing his cheek as he turned the car on.

"Doubt that." Kendall grinned, looking up at me. He looked as if he was going to say something else, but he shook his head, pulled out of the parking space, and drove away into the night.

"Don't look so smug," I commanded Harry, looking over his smirking expression, "You've got one chance to try and win me back, Styles. Don't screw it up." With those words, I turned my heel and walked back to the group of eight boys who had been waiting for us. Logan grinned as I sat between the space between himself and Niall.

"Nice sweatshirt, princess." Niall chuckled. I rolled up the sleeves slightly as Liam chuckled while giving Harry a shove into the sand as he sat down. Harry only laughed along and sat up.

I looked over at Logan to see that he was staring at me, a slight smile on my face, I asked, "What?"

"Everything okay?" He asked.

"We're concerned about you, Lilly." Niall added, looking at me now too. I looked between both of my boys. The ones who had brought me to each of the other guys, and I smiled a bit.

"Kendall went home. Don't know if that concerns you lot."

"It concerns us." Logan gestured to himself, Carlos, and James.

"But I was asking about you, yourself. .. You happy, dear?" Niall asked, ruffling my hair with his hands.

I giggled, smoothing out my hair before wrapping my arms around Niall and Logan's necks, "Everything's fantastic. I've got all of my boys here." They began to start laughing, and they pulled back, continuing their conversation as if I had never even bothered to interrupt them. "Hey Lou," I called out, interrupting him with his quiet, intense conversation with Harry, smiling sweetly I asked, "How much do you love me?"

"'Bout as much as Harry Potter loves Hermione Granger... In the same loving way, too." He grinned, raising an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Becauseeee... You're usually the one who goes along with my ideas without even bothering to question them." I made my mouth match his.

"Oh, dear. What do you want to do now, Lillian?" Zayn asked, ending his conversation with James, for a moment, at the least. Each of the boys had stopped their conversations, in fact. James, Carlos, Zayn, Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Logan all had their eyes set on me.

"Who's up for a game of truth or dare?"