Makayla was just a normal 17 year old girl living a normal life in Maryland with her grandparents until she gets curious, and wants to know more about her parents. Its revealed to her that her mother died a few days after Makayla was born (how?), and that her father has a new family in London. He doesn't know about her.

Makayla decides shes tired of living a lie, so she catches a flight to London where she unexpectedly meets a boy who changes her entire outlook on life.


8. Bigger Problems.

When Makayla woke up later that evening, she was back in her room, laying across the bed. She was still in her bathing suit, but someone had thought to throw a towel on top of her.

How did I get back here? She thought, sitting up. Her bathing suit had left damp marks on the bed were she was laying. Automatically, she went over to the closet, stripped off her bathing suit and changed into her outfit from earlier in the day. Her hair was still slightly damp, so she threw it up into a bun and let it be.

She walked over to her nightstand to retrieve her phone; according to it, it was 7:03 pm. Slipping her phone into her back pocket, she left the room and nervously went across the hall to Harry's room.

She knocked once before the door swung open. "Zayn I said I'd be down in a -" He started, looking annoyed. Then realizing it was Makayla standing outside his door, not Zayn, all the aggravation dropped from his face.

"Oh. Makayla. It's you." He said. "Sorry 'bout that. The lads and I are gonna be watching a movie and I said I'd be down in a bit, but Zayn keeps coming up here and... Yeah. Sorry."

Makayla smiled a little but quickly bit her lip. "It's okay. Sorry if I'm bothering you. I was just wondering if... I mean, um, how I got back here. Because last I remember I was by the pool."

Harry laughed like he was remembering something funny. "Oh, yeah. We had to carry you up here. It was a bit of a struggle."

Makayla was suddenly embarrassed and her cheeks flushed. "Why?" She asked dreadfully. Harry merely laughed again.

"Just was. But hey, you can come back down with me and watch the movie with us. They won't mind." He added that last bit as words of doubt were about to escape Makayla's mouth. He smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Sure." She said to him.

She followed him down the stairs to a room she had never seen before. It was attached to the kitchen from a side door that did not prepare her for what she found behind it. In the room there was a huge projector screen taking up a wall itself, with a cabinet of game stations standing nearby. There were towers upon towers of movies, nearly taking up a second wall, but not quite. There was a popcorn machine in the back corner behind 4 rows of plushy red movie theater seats; only they were much more comfortable then any movie theater seats Makayla had sat in before.

"Hey Makayla!" Liam said, smiling and waving. She waved back and took a seat in the third row. "You're welcome to the popcorn machine." Niall added. She could see he was already stocked with 5 containers of the stuff. She thanked him and giggled. She wasn't planning on getting any though, for as soon as the lights were out the room was pitch black in the back.

The guys all sat together in the 1st row. When the movie came on, Makayla could here them whispering and laughing like little girls and she rolled her eyes, hoping they wouldn't carry on like this through the whole thing.

About an hour into the movie, Makayla got up to get some popcorn. Although she was scared for her life in the darkness, she made it there and got her popcorn safely; it wasn't until she was on her way back that trouble came. As she turned to go back to her seat, someone was walking quite fast in her exact direction. Of course, she couldn't tell, and the two collided.

The speed of the unknown person sent Makayla's popcorn to the floor and her own self was flat on the wall. The person who had bumping into her was about to land flat against her, but he put his hands out so he landed a mere 6 inches from her. "Makayla." The person said.

"Harry?!" She asked in disbelief. He quietly laughed and his breath tickled her face. Although he had most definetly regained balance by now, he didn't move. He stopped laughing and looked into Makayla's eyes, and began to lean in. Makayla closed her eyes and waited. His lips were mear centimeters from hers-

"Harry? Did you die back there? This is the best part!"

Harry jerked away from Makayla at the sound of Louis' voice and ran a hand through his hair. "Erm, no, sorry. Had a small problem back here but it's alright now." Then, he added quietly to Makayla, "Sorry 'bout your popcorn. Don't worry about the mess." He turned and walked away.

"Great," Makayla muttered, barely audible. "Now I have to make more popcorn."

But Makayla knew inside that that wasn't her biggest problem.

*AN: Ok. I know this chapter sucks. But you guys deserved at least something. 9 will be better, I promise. xxx

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