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Zayn's POV.

We ordered lunch and conversation flows around easily between everyone but I just can't help myself and stare at this angelic beauty in front of me. Victoria is sitting across from me and for a second when our feet brush under the table, I feel jolts of electricity course through me. She felt it too maybe because she shifts uncomfortably in her chair and yes, I do mean to sound as cliche as possible.
Everyone suddenly goes quite so I decide to spark a conversation. "So Victoria tel..." I start but cut myself off when I see the look she gives me. "Sorry, Tori, what are you doing right now? Have you decided on any University you want to take an admission in?" I ask. She thinks about it for a second and honestly it was the cutest thing ever to see her eyebrows scrunched up in concentration and then she answers, "I don't know, maybe UAL or Westminster, but I've been thinking of taking some dance classes before I go near books." "You dance?" I inquire honestly surprised.
"I'm not that good so that's why I'm thinking of taking classes but I really do like to dance." She says lowly and her eyes sparkle good naturedly. "Being modest, are we?" Louis states while texting on his phone, probably to his girlfriend Danielle. They're a good couple.
Tori seems happy but for a split second you can see the sadness in her eyes. Harry always says that she's had a bad past but he never told me what exactly happened because he doesn't want to talk about her behind her back. I guess I'll have to find it out myself.
"Why don't we all go to watch a movie?" Liam suggests. "NO!" Tori and I exclaim at the same time. Everyone looks at us expectantly but Niall opens his mouth to say and just as he was about to speak, Louis cuts him off, "No Niall, we do not want to watch the ponies." While Niall glares at Louis, Liam questions, "Sooooo, what do you wanna do?"
Before anyone can answer, Harry decides for us, "We'll all head to my place. You guys can crash their for the night." And everyone agrees.

Tori's POV.

I was with Liam, Harry and two bodyguards in one car while the other boys were with Zayn. My inner fangirl was dying to come out but I shut the bitch up while stuffing food in my mouth. Zayn has always been my favourite but I'm never gonna tell Harry that because he thinks he's my favourite. I'd like to keep it that way.
God! His eyes were so mesmerizing and beautiful and I couldn't just look away but I didn't want to seem like a creep so I had to. Every time he'd look at me or talk to me, I'd get this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and it was a good weird, trust me, but I don't know what it was and I'm not so sure that I want to find out either.
During the ride home, Harry puts in some music while he makes small talk with Liam.
Home.
Its kinda weird ,you know. I mean, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I'd be living with a member of One Direction. Sure I've know Harry ever since we were in 4th Grade but I always thought that I'd never get a chance to meet my best friend again, let alone LIVE WITH HIM AND SEE THE REST OF ONE DIRECTION EVERY SINGLE DAY. I'm not complaining but still I'd like to get my own job and house and be able to live independently.
Harry passes me small smiles every now and then which I gladly return.
I may be living the dream of every directioner out there now but before this my life was worse than hell. All my dreams were turned into nightmares and I think back to the day when I finally found my best friend again.

"Jade! Can you take table 09? You know I hate it when those guys come here." I exclaim as I look over at one of my tables where my brother Theo and his pervy friends are sitting. "Sure!" She agrees. Jade is literally my only friend here. I stopped socializing that much with people after Harry left.
I take the man's order and for some reason he seems so familiar. I didn't see his face but I only know one man with that mop of curls on his head, only its longer now, and who uses that cinnamon cologne. But it can't be him, I mean he's out touring the world but maybe he's back? There's a one in a million chance that that man is who I think he is. I start walking towards his table with the banana shake and caramel waffle and I see him still texting on his phone. "Here's your order." I say as I put down his tray and start to walk away when I feel him grab my wrist and shock was plastered all over his face.
When I finally register that he IS the man who I thought he was, a small gasp escapes my mouth.
"Hazza!" "Tori!" He and I speak at the same time and I just couldn't believe my eyes.

"Tori, come on we're home." Harry says as he stands with the car door open on my side and waiting for me to get out. Home. There was that word again. Every time someone says it, it reminds me of my 'oh so terrible' childhood.

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Notes

Hey so I think that this chapter will help you with what the prologue was about
I'll give little flashbacks of Tori's childhood every now and then to help you know why it was so horrible.
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