“Isabelle, wake up, you have arrived at your destination,” whispered an Irish accent. Isabelle moved around still buckled in the car letting out moans.
“Isabelle, get your lazy ass out of the car!” shouted the same Irish accent. This made Isabelle jump.
“What the hell?!” Isabelle shouted as she playfully hit the blonde-haired Irishman leaning over her, as she woke from her deep sleep.
“Hey you!” the Irishman stood back to allow Isabelle to get out of the car.
“God Niall, don’t ever do that to me again, I almost died… hello,” Isabelle warned as she threw her arms around him. Niall did his familiar hug as he buried his head into Isabelle’s shoulder.
“Hey Belle,” shouted a deep British accent. Isabelle broke from Niall’s hug, looked up and saw a tall, tanned man with mocha brown eyes, dark brown (almost black) quiffed hair with a single streak of blonde through the middle of it.
“Hey Zayn, nice hair,” Isabelle complimented as she, once again, hugged his toned torso.
“Wow, you have some ink now; I’m planning on getting my first very soon!” Isabelle said as she pulled away from him.
“Well do you wanna come with me next week; I was planning on getting one anyway, so you should come with me!”
“I guess I could think about it” Isabelle nodded.
“Hello Liam,” Isabelle smiled as she saw another tall man with dark brown short hair and a puppy dog face.
“Hello Isabelle, how are you love?” Liam replied as he walked up and gave her a bear hug.
“I’m great, now that I get to see my favourite boys again,” Isabelle answered as she hugged Liam back for a few seconds.
“Well it’s good to have you back!” spoke a very familiar voice; one that Isabelle was dreading. She pulled away from the comfort of Liam’s arms and glanced over at a tall, brown, curly haired boy. She then looked at her feet, trying not to make eye contact with him.
“Hi,” Isabelle spoke shyly, making minimum eye contact.
“Hey Bella,” the man began to speak, just as cowardly, “Look, I understand if you don’t really want to talk to me, but I just want to say that I’m really sorry for what happened that night. I got out of hand and I don’t really remember much of that night but I can assure you, she didn’t mean anything!” the man looked straight at Isabelle, but Isabelle’s eyes were to the floor.
“Harry, it’s okay, I forgive you. Besides, I don’t really want to be thinking about that because I’m here to spend time with my best mates!” Isabelle looked up and gave Harry a hug. Harry smiled and hugged her back. The other boys were cheering and howling.
“Shut up you four!” Isabelle shouted with banter. Her and Harry broke from their hug and turned to the other boys.
“Well I’m glad that you two are friends again because we have to get ready to go out,” Louis said as he unloaded the car of Isabelle’s bags.