4's A Crowd

Recently moved into a new flat, Aspen Langford can't wait to explore London after living behind the convent gates for a year. Since moving there from California she was excited for a new adventure. But what happens when she's forced to move in with three other guys who seem completely infatuated with her. Every girl would be lucky to be in her place...thing is, Aspen has no clue who they are.

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8. Such Talk

Chapter 8: ASPEN’S P.O.V
I walked hastily out of the closet putting my earring on as I walked to the nearby mirror in the living room. God I hated changing in that closet. It was small enough for only a three year old to fit in. Adding the finishing touches to my hair I called out loudly in the apartment, “Are you guys ready yet?!?” I shrugged at their lack of response and instead chose to scrutinize my makeup trying to see if I had in fact done it to perfection. My hair that was placed in a low updo had been curled and some strands hung loosely framing my face. The ivory dress really did look as good as Liam and Zayn said in fact I would have chosen this myself if I had been given the option. As I peered down at my clothes I couldn’t help but feel guilt wash over me. I mean it was a Paul Smith a real one designed by him. Just because I’ve been gone for a year doesn’t mean I’ve lost any expansion on my knowledge of fashion. Heck, he was featured in London’s Fashion Week and yea I liked the dress but I didn’t think I was worth all the trouble to get this dress. I pushed that guilt to the back of my mind and tried to focus on tonight. I was going to enjoy myself seeing it was my first social outing in who knows how long. I slid my hands over the chiffon fabric and relished its soft feel. I stopped short at my neck line,Where the heck is my necklace?? Touching my neck and collarbone frantically as if it would appear, did nothing in return. I scrambled around the living room peering under my feet. I got on my hands and knees and scavenged for my necklace on the floor. Maybe I left it in the bathroom or in that god forsaken small close or maybe in the studio-

My hand landed on a shiny black shoe, I looked up and saw Zayn dangling my necklace his smile wide, “Looking for this?” I gasped and got up from the floor making an attempt to get it back but he just pulled it further away from me. 

“Zayn, can I please have my necklace back?” He stroked his chin as if in deep thought, deciding whether he wanted to keep teasing me or not.

He shook his head, “Nope.”

I gaped at him, isn’t he supposed to be the nice one? “Please Zayn if Harry comes out and realizes that you have it he’ll only-“

“I’ll only what?” Harry bounded out of the bathroom shaking his damp curls out of his face and stood wearing only a wife beater and a pair of black boxers. 

I blushed furiously when he caught me staring and I just looked down.

“I’ll only what?” He repeated himself looking between Zayn and I. He caught sight of the necklace and snatched it from Zayn’s hands. “Is that what she wants back?” He looked at Zayn who seemed furious as ever. Harry just laughed at his reaction, “Got to be faster mate.” 

I glared at him, in what seemed to be a habit now, and gritted my teeth, “Give it back Harry.” 

“No way, if you really wanted it back that much I should be putting in some conditions if you really want it so badly,” He winked at my and started twirling the necklace on his finger tapping his chin falsely wondering what it was he wanted from me.

I tapped my foot impatiently raising an eyebrow, “Give. It. Back!”

“Ah, now I know,” He sat down on the couch and boldly placed the necklace around his own neck, “You be my date for tonight and you can have this necklace of yours safe and sound by the end of the night.”

Zayn made a sound to protest but I just put my hand on his chest and walked towards Harry getting as uncomfortably close as possible. But his face remained as collected as ever, “No way.”

“Then no necklace,” he said simply not moving an inch. 

I huffed and closed my eyes breaking our stare, “Fine, but if you even try to as little as hug me I’ll cut your balls off in your sleep.”

“Such talk for a young lady, you better watch that mouth of yours Aspen,” Harry tsked at me sounding more like a parent than a rebellious teenage boy.

I rolled my eyes and walked back to the mirror trying to readjust my hair, “Just watch out Styles.”

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