From the Caribbean to the British Isles

Isabela lived in a town of sandy, blue watered beaches. After graduating High School, she's accepted to Cambridge University under the ideas of becoming a world known journalist. Upon arriving to the U.K. she realizes she knows nothing about the country she is in now. But in an unsightly miracle she get help from a mysterious figure. Let's see what Isabela from Isabela will find in her adventures in the U.K.

*somethings might be written in Spanish concerning my roots.*


4. Questions...

"Ok. So you lived in tropical Island, and you're pale?" Zayn asked. "Yes! For the millionth time, I don't love the sun. That's why I wasn't that sad to leave!" I said. Again. "Birthday?" Lou asked. "October 3rd. I'm turning 18." I said. "Do you have a boyfriend?" Zayn asked. "No. And I'm not looking for one."

"But what if, you find a handsome lad, let's say me, and he asks you out, and then you get knocked up?" Lou asked. I stood there in shock. It was a bad idea to let them take and Alex to their house. "Lou! She's 17 fucking years old. I think she has other priorities in life." Liam snapped. "Fine, but are you... you know? A virgin?" Lou asked. "Look, if I meet someone and well, we date and it goes well, then okay. But, honestly, I'm not that eager in getting knocked up. I want my first time to be special. Not me drunk with the guy also drunk." I said. Alex looked at me.

"What about you Alex? You still a virgin?" Lou asked. "I don't want to talk about it." Alex said. "It's okay. I know you're not a virgin." I said. The guys let out a laugh. "Who was your first, then?" Bree asked. Alex looked at me. I nodded. " I was 17. It just happened." Alex said. "Did you use protection?" Lou asked. "Yes. I did." Alex growled.

"I'm not comfortable talking about my sex life in front of my cousin and my best friend. Specially when my cousin is Louis Tominson and his friends are One Direction. I'm 18 for crying out loud! So what if I had sex with that girl five times! I don't want to talk about it!" Alex yelled. We all looked at him.

"You had sex with her five times? How many times have you gone to ooh lalah?" Harry asked. "With the first girl five times. With Ellie about three times. In total around eight." Alex said. He seemed a bit more comfortable talking about it now. "You're 18? And you had sex the first time when?" Liam asked. "Three days before my 18 birthday, almost 6 months ago. Why?" Alex asked.

"See. That's my cousin. And Harry's in law!" Louis exclaimed. It felt awkward to hear them. I mean, I still hadn't had my first time. "Cuz, you're 18. And awkwardly your best friend is a 17 year old girl who's still a virgin." Liam said. I scowled. "What's wrong with my virginity? It's a choice!" I said. "Nothing. It's just interesting that a girl with a modeling background who literaly spent time with the opposite sex since a young age didn't give it up yet." Zayn said. I felt angered. And none of the girls backed me up. What was wrong with them. Lexi, Jesse, Bree, BACK ME UP!

"Okay, I know it sounds bizzare! But it's the truth." With that, they let the subject loose. "Coffee or tea?" Bree asked. "Coffee." "Why?" Jesse asked. "Cuz tea sound like something my grandma drinks. I mean she's still used to her european life style. Coffee, I grew drinking coffee. And creme, that just sounds good." I said. "Irish creme?" Lou asked in his "sexy" voice. "Irish creme? What the hell does that mean?!" I yelled. "He means if you prefer us British or Niall, an Irish boy?" Harry said in a sexy husky voice. "Neither." Their jaws dropped. "Don't get me wrong! You're all very handsome. It's just that I can't pick."

"But if you had to choose..." Bree pushed me. Lexi gave me a death glare. I better not say Liam. Ok. I better point out, Lexi and Liam were dating. Jesse, Harry and Zayn were a love triangle. Bree well, she had a boyfriend back at Scotland. "I've always had a weakness for accents. But the Brithish one is getting old." Total lie. I just found the Irish boy interesting. "I also like blonds. So if I had to choose, it be Niall." I said. "How can think a British accent gets old?" Lou shouts. "I got used to it cuz of Alex. Besides, I've always like Ireland. I have a cousin there." I said.

They let the subject drop. Niall seemed content with my answer. That made me content.


Okay, the guys have asked me and Alex to move in. It's moving day. And they took all my stuff with them. Literaly all my stuff. They let no clothes for me to wear today. And they're supposed to pick me up. I call Alex. He answers.

"Hello?" "YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" "What did I do?" "YOU TOOK ALL MY CLOTHES!" "Yeah, your moving here, remember?" "NO! I mean you took ALL my clothes! I just took a shower and I'm in a towel!" I heard laughs in the background. "Am I on speaker?" "Yes." "WHY DID YOU PUT ME ON SPEAKER?" "Calm down, Bree's picking out something and one of the guys will bring it to you." He hung up.

An hour later a bell rang. I went to the door. Zayn was standing there. "Hey, here." He gave me a bag. "Thanks" I mumbled. I went to my room and changed. Bree picked out a black dress with a huge red stripe on the front, black stockings, black ankled heeled boots, and a black trench coat. I went down stairs when I finished getting my hair and make up done. Zayn handed me a beret. I picked my phone and purse and walked out the door, Zayn behind me. We drove silently until Up all night played on the radio. Zayn and I began singing on the top of our lungs.

When we got to the house, I said hi and asked for Alex. He was upstairs. Taking a shower. Revenge time. I grabbed a baseball bat. Took off my coat and climbed up the stairs. Lou stopped me."What are you doing?" He asked "Taking rvenge on Alex." I said. "Carry on." He said.

I went up stairs, found the bathroom and "Liz, what the hell? Get out, I'm showering!" Alex yelled. "No! You took all of my clothes!" "You're clothed now! I'm not! Get out!"

People downstairs P.O.V.

We heard a fuzz. They we someone being slammed on the floor. If we didn't know they were fighting, we'd think they were having sex. We heard Alex screaming telling Bella to get off his back. The bat fell through the stairs.

Then they came through the stairs, with Bella pulling Alex's hair and him trying to pry her off. He got her off. But she slammed him on the floor. Alex was in boxers, and Bella's dress was teared. You could see her underwear. The stockings were broken. "STOP!"


Isabela's P.O.V.

"STOP!" Lou yelled. We did. "Don't fight. Not yet at least." He said. "Why?" Me and Alex asked in unison. "It's October 3rd." Liam said.

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