Chapter: 4

Several days passed and Holly still wasn't talking to me. I'd tried everything and was SUPER nice to her. But she wouldn't stop ignoring me.

The guy I met at the concert still hadn't contacted me. How could I be so silly and actually believe I even had a chance with the boy. I didn't know anything about him or…. Even his name!

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.

I would stare at the phone for hours crossing my fingers, hoping it would ring. When a call came I would jump up and answer straight away, but of course, it was never him.

My dreams kept reoccurring. But becoming more vivid especially on the concert night. The unknown boy turned around and started running back to me before I awoke. What could this all mean?

After a long day at work, serving coffees as my part time job, I got home and went straight to bed, ignoring the mean glare from Holly along the way. I didn't bother brushing my teeth or removing my makeup. I just put my jammies on and went to sleep.

I woke up from my dream to the sound of Holly's scream. I jumped quickly out of bed and grabbed the first thing I could find, which was Holly's straightener. I ran downstairs and down the hall seeing Holly with tears streaming down her face at the frount door.

"HOLLY!" I screamed. I sprinted to her flinging my arms around her and pointed the straightener towards the people outside the door.

"GET BACK! I HAVE A WEAPON," I said loudly, in the toughest I could, even though I was highly terrified.

I noticed a familiar face among the five youngish boys standing before me.

"It's you?" I stared confusingly into the boy I had met on the balcony at the concert eyes.

"Yeah, hey. Sorry for not letting you know I was commin' I promised I would help make it up to your sister, I keep my promsies. Oh and Lov-leh pj's," he replied grinning at my rubber ducky onesie.

I groaned as I looked down at my embarrassing outfit.

Holly pushed me off her still shaking and gasping into her hands.

"Just a question, if one day say…a murderer came into your house, you would defend your sister by chasing him out of the house house with a hair straightener?" joked one of the boys with brown, side swept, straight hair, wearing a blue and white stripy t-shirt.

The boy next to him with blond hair exploded in a fit of laughter.

"How did you find my house?" I ignored the boy's silly question.

"I found your address from your phone number," replied the balcony boy.

"Wait a second…you know them?" Holly looked up at me with a shocked expression.

"uh-no well kind of. I met him at the concert." I said nodding my head in the boy's direction.

"ha-ha Im Zayn btw and this is Niall, Harry, Liam and Louis, if you didn't already know." He said pointing out each of the boys.

"This is the girl I was mentioned, the one I met at the concert." He explained.

"Mentioned? You couldn't stopped talking about her!" said Liam ruffling Zayn's hair.

"Yeah!" added Niall laughing

My heart suddenly fluttered like a million butterfly's trapped inside of it. Not because of Liam's comment about Zayn… but because…. I had just looked into the eyes an angel.

It was sky blue, like looking into the pure waters of the ocean.

His hair was soft blond. Like the warm sand on a beach.

His cheeks turned a flush of pink when he noticed me looking at him. I stopped myself and returned to reality.

"Im (y/n). Nice to meet you guys." I smiled at all of them but at Niall last, giving him an extra-long smile.

I realised I was still in my silly ducky pj's, so invited them inside then excused myself to go and get dressed, ignoring Holly stupid behaviour of pretending to hyperventilate ever since I said I met Zayn. Why was she acting like that anyway?

I looked in the mirror and almost screamed in horror. My hair was a frizzy mess, my eye makeup was smudged halfway down my cheek and I looked ridiculous in these pyjamas. Plus in pretty sure my breath smelt horrible as well.

I brushed my teeth then put on a mint green tank top and some lace rimmed shorts.

I pulled my frizzy strands of hair and smoothed it into a topknot bun and added a white bow.

Simple but cute. I did my make-up then ran back towards Holly's shrieks. I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her down into the garage. I saw Harry nudge Zayn and give him the thumbs up of approval, at me now that I looked more decent.

"What is your problem? We have guests in this house and your acting like a maniac. Why are you crying? Stop shaking, are you trying to ruin my chance with them because if you are, Holly then-

"I CANT BELIEVE ONE DIRECTION IS ACULLTY IN MY HOUSE, SITTING ON MY COUCH, BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS ME!" Holly had cut me off.

"…One Direction?"

"IN MY HOUSE ON MY COUCH BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS ME."

"What are you talking about….?"

"IN MY HOUSE ON MY COUCH BREATHING THE SAME AIR A-

"SHUT UP!"

Holly pranced around as if high on drugs then flopped onto the floor.

"Wake me from this dream."

I rolled my eyes then went upstairs leaving Holly on the floor giggling and muttering

"On my couch-haha-haha-HAHAHA!"

I went back into the living room and questioned,

"does anyone know what is wrong with my sister?"

They looked at each other awkwardly.

"Uh-we don't know why…?" they said but with grins on their faces.

"Lets just say your sister wont EVER be mad at you again." Added Harry.