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My Harry in the tatted up boots

Chapter 1

Chapter one
I hadn’t seen all the boys in a year, I’d been travelling around with my Dad for his business deals and whatever. But the boys were on a break in New York and needed somewhere to stay, so of course my Dad allowed them to stay at one of his many hotels.

“Can’t I just travel with you?” the way things left off last time I saw them all I didn’t want to stay with them.

“Lola, maybe now would be a good time to settle down for you. Besides home schooling you is difficult to fit around my schedule. You’ll start your final year of high school in 7 weeks but in the meantime don’t you think it’d be nice to bond with Zayn? He is your brother-”

“Half” I don’t know why I said that, Zayn was my brother no matter what the circumstance.

“They’ll be here in a couple hours, you’ll stay here with them whilst I travel and that’ll be the end of it” he said it before leaving the room and I knew there was no convincing him out of it.
The last I saw Zayn was at Christmas, thinking back that was also the last I saw my Mom too. Our Mom. Zayn didn’t come to see me for my 18th in March, nor did she. My Dad took me to Rio, he did it purposely because the band were touring there. But for some reason Zayn was too busy, I haven’t forgiven him for that yet.

I lay on the bed in my new found room and fell asleep thinking about Louis and the past. When I woke up I heard my Dad vaguely from outside of my room.

“There’s three rooms in this pent house suite and three in the other downstairs, Lola’s in this room….”

I got up and looked in the mirror, pulled my fingers through my dark waves and drew on a fake smile. I stepped out my door and anxiety filled my body. Only Zayn, Niall and Louis were standing there.

“Hey Lola” Niall threw his arms around me and I hugged him back, if there was one guy I missed most it was Niall. He let go and for a few seconds there was a silence which was broken by my Dads phone ringing.

“Hello…can’t it wai-…okay I’m leaving now” he waved his fingers at the boys and kissed my head as he left whilst still on the phone. The door shut and I looked at Zayn, he smiled and I shook a little.

“Lola. Come here.” He hugged me and I did back, it’s hard staying mad at Zayn. But I was still going to confront him after.

Louis looked down at his shoes and said “Hey”. I got mad, after what happened last I saw him, all he could say is hey?! He half hugged me; I assumed he still hadn’t told Zayn about what happened. Only Harry and Niall knew, so Louis acted like nothing happened.

Niall cleared his throat “So Harry and Liam are just with some of the fans in the lobby, are you hungry, Lola? We’re thinking of going to Nandos”.

I smiled and nodded “Yeah Nandos sounds good”.

“Great, I think Louis said Eleanor is probably going to join us too…” Zayn pointed at Louis and my heart began racing.

The door unlocked and a curly haired sweetheart carrying a rucksack walked in backwards talking to Liam.

“..I’m telling you man, it’ll be on the news first thing tomorrow. Lola!” I froze, did Harry just blush at me? He dropped his rucksack and hugged me tighter than any of the other boys had. His cologne smelt wonderful.

Liam followed in behind him and he smiled gently before hugging me “Hey Lola, how you doing?”

“I’m doing good. Is this all your stuff?” I asked but I knew it wasn’t.

“No we didn’t know where we were all sleeping, but I guess I’ll stay up here with you, Lola. And whoever else” Zayn said and looked at the boys.

“I’ll stay downstairs” Louis said almost immediately and I held down the urge to scoff.

“I’ll stay up here” Niall and Harry said at the same time. Zayn looked at them, waiting for them to decide.

“You stay” they said again at the same time.

“Fine.” I laughed.

Zayn started to get aggravated and we all noticed. They settled the matter on a serious game of rock, paper, scissors.

“Rock, paper…scissors…”

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