Amber Smith was a normal 16 year old girl with a normal best friend. Her best friend was Harry Styles. He was the boys she had grown up with her entire life and completed her. Little did she know how her life was going to change with one audition. Amber desperately tries to hang onto their friendship while finding out who she is and who she wants. Will she find the right love?


7. Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Ambers POV:

I can hear Niall softly snoring next to me. He had tried to make me feel better by taking me to this small bar...and we got a little drunk. Irish lads really do know how to drink! Liam had eventually found us and fortunately we hadn't done anything stupid yet. When we got back Niall and I just talked and I guess we fell asleep. Suddenly their is a pounding at the door.

" Just one more moment Liam." I grin. Any normal person would have said mom but I guess Liam being the dad had taken Nialls moms place.

" Niall...wake up... OOO THERE GOES DEMI LOVATO!" Niall shoots straight up.

" What? Where?" He looks around my room excitedly.

I am doubled over laughing and he glares at me.

" Haha so funny I forgot to laugh."

" You...should...have face." I gasp.

Bang Bang! That person at the door is really impatient! I swing it open ready to scold the person for being so rude. It's Harry.

" Amber I have to talk to you I know why..." Harry walks in stopping when he sees Niall in my bed.

" Whaa." He gives me a confused look. Niall grins, staring at his own half naked body. I really don't know how that happened. Or where his shirt is...I look around the room trying not to laugh. Then I realize Harry is staring me waiting for an explanation.

" Niall takes his shirts off in his sleep." I say as if that explains everything. For a moment I forget I am not supposed to be talking to him.

" I do not!" Niall protests.

" Then how do you explain your shirtless body?"

" You must have taken it off." He says smirking.

" Yeah you wish. But I was asleep before you."

Harry breaks into our convo trying to piece together everything.

" Wait please tell me from the beginning!" Harry almost shouts.

" Niall and I got drunk and passed out on my bed. Niall somehow lost his shirt." Dispite the awkwardness of having someone half-naked in my bed I can't help but like what I see. Harry can tell. He glares at me storming out. Great the mean Harry is back. I roll my eyes.

" What was the about?" Niall asks searching my room for his shirt.

" I don't know." Someone else walks into our room. Zayn.

" Do I even wanna know?" He laughs. I grin at him. That is more like it.

" I will tell you if you promise me room service. Apparently I am not famous enough to have it delivered." Zayn laughs and picks up the phone next to my bed an orders a bunch of things on the menu. Then I tell him me and Nialls story. By the end of it he is laughing as hard as me and Niall. What we don't get though is why Harry was being so weird.

" Have you ever considered he is jealous? You acted the same way to Louis." Niall suggests.

" Like he thinks you are stealing his best friend or he thinks that we are going out and he wishes he was in your place?" I say nervously.

" Either one." Zayn stays quiet munching on his scone.

" You don't like me do you though?" I ask Niall. He laughs shaking his head.

" I like you as one of my best friends but my heart belongs to D.L." I grin at Nialls nickname for Demi Lovato.

" I will make sure I mention it to her when I meet her." I smile feeling content. Why couldn't every mourning be like this. I hated all the drama, I much rather just joke around and pull pranks. Zayn passes me the tea. Raspberry. One of my favorites.

" Are you okay?" I ask.

" What? Oh yeah. just thinking."

" What about?" He doesn't speak for a few minutes but then he does.

" I like this person. We talk a lot and get along but I don't know how to ask her out. Any ideas?" I smile at him.

" Ask her in a really romantic way. Get her flowers or something and put a card in it. Be original." He grins.

" Thanks."

" Tell me how it goes."

" Oh believe me, you will know every detail." He gets up and leaves. I sit back. I process what Niall said earlier. Was it possible that Harry fancies me? Could I finally tell him how I felt about him? I have been pushing my feelings down for months, can I let them fly free now?

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