One Way or Another
Charade
Niall's POV
Niall stood with Perrie and Lucille. He happened to run into them, as soon as, he got back down to the first floor. They hadn't asked about his escapade with Gabrielle and he was relieved for it. Before he returned to the main floor he checked his reflection for his just-fucked hair. He managed to repair it enough to get by. Niall drank his whiskey on the rocks slowly, have listening to the girls chattering.
"I don't know where he is. He's been gone a long time," Perrie scanned the room nervously.
"I think he might have gone out for a smoke," Niall pipped in.
"Oh," Perrie's expression relaxed a little.
"Did you see the new Chanel boots?" Lucille changed the subject and Niall zoned out again, his eyes find Gabrielle. She smiled, as her date whispered into her ear. Niall rolled his eyes, she was with that guy but she wanted him. She proved that thirty minutes ago. He needn't worry anymore. He had a chance, she just needed more time. Niall would wait, because he didn't have a choice.
"There he is!" Perrie exclaimed, Niall followed her eyes it the elevator where Zayn walked out coolly. She rushed over to him. Niall remained behind with Lucille.
"So, who was the girl from earlier?" Lucille turned to Niall. Her face remained expressionless. Niall couldn't tell if she was jealous or just curious.
"Uh," he stuttered. He didn't think she was going to ask a personal question. "She's an old friend from back home," it wasn't a lie he justified. Gabrielle had said she wanted to be friends.
"Oh, great." She smiled sweetly. "My dad is having an all white party in the Hampton's this weekend. You and all your friends are invited. Everyone who's anyone is going to be there," she added, wide-eyed in excitement. "Will you come?"
"Sure," he grinned, just as Perrie returned with Zayn.
"Zayn, this is Lucille Chance," they exchanged hands and greetings. Lucille excused herself shortly after. Niall watched her leave and talk to a few girls. She was a gorgeous girl, she looked to be a model of some sort.
"What career does her father have?" Niall turned to Perrie.
"Her father is the founder and CEO of Chance enterprises, they own the Victorian," Perrie answered him, her eyes on Zayn, who was looking intensely at one of the girls next too Lucille. "Are you ready to go?" Perrie tugged at Zayn's sleeve. He finally broke his gaze to look at Perrie.
"Um," he turned to look back over to the group of girls then back at Perrie. "I don't mind staying a bit a longer." Perrie's expression grew apprehensive.
"I'm ready to go," she said in a serious tone. Niall stood there awkwardly watching the encounter.
"Let's go then," Zayn smiled. "Are you staying mate?" He turned to look at Niall. Niall was relieved that ended well and he really had no reason to stay.
"Nope, I'm out of here," he added and followed them out the door.
Zayn's POV
Zayn looked back to where the girl was standing, Vaughn. She was looking at him, too. Zayn in the past has always scene girls that he wanted but this was different he felt like he needed to her. He never had an issue with a lust of girls in front of Perrie, but this time he couldn't hide his blatant stare. He knows she noticed and he would have to fix that tonight. For now he took one last long stare at the golden queen, wondering if he would ever see her again.
Vaughn's POV
Vaughn looked at the British boy who she had met on the roof. Before she couldn't see his full beauty in the darkness. He had large brown wide eyes with a glisten that caused you to give into any demand he wanted. His pink lips in a natural pout, causing his boyish features to contrast against his facial hair and tattoos. He was not a little boy. He continued to mirror his stare even as he exited the building with another girl. Vaughn could feel her cheeks start to flush, and she gasped. Not since she was a child did she blush. She was always in control of everything, and this boy had her feeling like a school girl. It had been a while since she felt this type of excitement root in her belly. It was dangerous, but she couldn't help but find some joy in it. She hadn't felt happiness since the day this ring began weighing down her finger.
Harry's POV
Harry was over the moon on the ride home, in the elevator, and he couldn't keep his hands off her. He loved her and he needed her, but he remained composed while they spoke with Karmina's mother who had been babysitting Karry. Karmina talked to Natasha for about twenty minutes and Harry was growing anxious so he excused himself and went to check on Karry. She was sound asleep in her crib, he looked down at her with the dim hallway lighting shinning. He didn't know how long he stayed standing there, admiring her.
"She's gorgeous right?" Her heard her soft, playful voice. Harry turned to see Karmina standing just outside the door.
"She's perfect," he gave her a crooked smile.
"We made a beautiful baby," she looked at the crib.
"How about we make another one," Harry prowled to her, and lifted her dress and all to their bedroom.
Niall stood with Perrie and Lucille. He happened to run into them, as soon as, he got back down to the first floor. They hadn't asked about his escapade with Gabrielle and he was relieved for it. Before he returned to the main floor he checked his reflection for his just-fucked hair. He managed to repair it enough to get by. Niall drank his whiskey on the rocks slowly, have listening to the girls chattering.
"I don't know where he is. He's been gone a long time," Perrie scanned the room nervously.
"I think he might have gone out for a smoke," Niall pipped in.
"Oh," Perrie's expression relaxed a little.
"Did you see the new Chanel boots?" Lucille changed the subject and Niall zoned out again, his eyes find Gabrielle. She smiled, as her date whispered into her ear. Niall rolled his eyes, she was with that guy but she wanted him. She proved that thirty minutes ago. He needn't worry anymore. He had a chance, she just needed more time. Niall would wait, because he didn't have a choice.
"There he is!" Perrie exclaimed, Niall followed her eyes it the elevator where Zayn walked out coolly. She rushed over to him. Niall remained behind with Lucille.
"So, who was the girl from earlier?" Lucille turned to Niall. Her face remained expressionless. Niall couldn't tell if she was jealous or just curious.
"Uh," he stuttered. He didn't think she was going to ask a personal question. "She's an old friend from back home," it wasn't a lie he justified. Gabrielle had said she wanted to be friends.
"Oh, great." She smiled sweetly. "My dad is having an all white party in the Hampton's this weekend. You and all your friends are invited. Everyone who's anyone is going to be there," she added, wide-eyed in excitement. "Will you come?"
"Sure," he grinned, just as Perrie returned with Zayn.
"Zayn, this is Lucille Chance," they exchanged hands and greetings. Lucille excused herself shortly after. Niall watched her leave and talk to a few girls. She was a gorgeous girl, she looked to be a model of some sort.
"What career does her father have?" Niall turned to Perrie.
"Her father is the founder and CEO of Chance enterprises, they own the Victorian," Perrie answered him, her eyes on Zayn, who was looking intensely at one of the girls next too Lucille. "Are you ready to go?" Perrie tugged at Zayn's sleeve. He finally broke his gaze to look at Perrie.
"Um," he turned to look back over to the group of girls then back at Perrie. "I don't mind staying a bit a longer." Perrie's expression grew apprehensive.
"I'm ready to go," she said in a serious tone. Niall stood there awkwardly watching the encounter.
"Let's go then," Zayn smiled. "Are you staying mate?" He turned to look at Niall. Niall was relieved that ended well and he really had no reason to stay.
"Nope, I'm out of here," he added and followed them out the door.
Zayn's POV
Zayn looked back to where the girl was standing, Vaughn. She was looking at him, too. Zayn in the past has always scene girls that he wanted but this was different he felt like he needed to her. He never had an issue with a lust of girls in front of Perrie, but this time he couldn't hide his blatant stare. He knows she noticed and he would have to fix that tonight. For now he took one last long stare at the golden queen, wondering if he would ever see her again.
Vaughn's POV
Vaughn looked at the British boy who she had met on the roof. Before she couldn't see his full beauty in the darkness. He had large brown wide eyes with a glisten that caused you to give into any demand he wanted. His pink lips in a natural pout, causing his boyish features to contrast against his facial hair and tattoos. He was not a little boy. He continued to mirror his stare even as he exited the building with another girl. Vaughn could feel her cheeks start to flush, and she gasped. Not since she was a child did she blush. She was always in control of everything, and this boy had her feeling like a school girl. It had been a while since she felt this type of excitement root in her belly. It was dangerous, but she couldn't help but find some joy in it. She hadn't felt happiness since the day this ring began weighing down her finger.
Harry's POV
Harry was over the moon on the ride home, in the elevator, and he couldn't keep his hands off her. He loved her and he needed her, but he remained composed while they spoke with Karmina's mother who had been babysitting Karry. Karmina talked to Natasha for about twenty minutes and Harry was growing anxious so he excused himself and went to check on Karry. She was sound asleep in her crib, he looked down at her with the dim hallway lighting shinning. He didn't know how long he stayed standing there, admiring her.
"She's gorgeous right?" Her heard her soft, playful voice. Harry turned to see Karmina standing just outside the door.
"She's perfect," he gave her a crooked smile.
"We made a beautiful baby," she looked at the crib.
"How about we make another one," Harry prowled to her, and lifted her dress and all to their bedroom.
8/11/13