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.


6. The Game

Chapter 6:

Aspen's P.O.V

What Liam told me in the car about playing “hard to get” plagued my thoughts since we got out of the car. It was an hour after we arrived at the studio and the boys had yet to sing. And now as I sat on the chair Liam offered me, looking through the glass at the boys who were all in front of microphones, I felt as if every position in this chair was uncomfortable. Like ever turn I made only made it less bearable. Or perhaps it was the fact that all Harry’s done since he sat himself down was stare at me. Why? I didn’t know. I really gave him no incentive to pursue me or even think I wanted him. I didn’t even think I was much to look at. And not only that but I thought in my opinion that I wasn’t even giving him the time of day. So why is it I’m wondering, that he keeps staring at me as if he wants to…undress me with his eyes. Even now as I’m tossing in the chair from one butt-cheek to the other, Harry’s green eyes penetrated mine. Somehow even with a jacket draped over my shoulders I felt naked as ever. Like Harry was stripping every inch of fabric off my body with just his eyes. I could feel my skin prickle at the intensity of our stare and the way he made me feel so insecure and fervent with just his eyes.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him then looked down at my tan oxfords like as if his reason for staring was written boldly in Sharpie on the sides. I could only imagine the arrogant smirk he was giving me. I turned my gaze to Zayn who also was determined to look at me as well. In fact, it looked like Liam was doing the same as them. With the exception of Louis and Niall, the boys all looked at me. I touched my face self-consciously and mouthed to them, “Is there something on my face?”

Liam chuckled while Harry just glared down at his hands, Zayn bit on his lip as he help back a grin due to Harry’s reaction. I had to hold back my laughter too because just watching Harry’s scowl was funny enough, so I covered my mouth with the back of my hand. 

“Okay we’re ready when you are,” An older man with dark washed jeans and a button down boomed into the microphone. Liam gave him thumbs up and the music started to play. An acoustic guitar started to play softly in the background as I heard Liam start vocalizing. And that was when I heard it.

“I’m broken do you hear me? I’m blinded ‘cause you are everything I see...” I was taken by surprise when I heard Liam sing. And then all of a sudden I heard Harry open his mouth and start to sing. My head kept whipping back and forth at each of the boys. In some sort of a trance I couldn’t help but ogle at them. Liam’s sweet voice rang clearly, while Harry’s raspy one held as much intensity as his eyes. Niall’s innocent voice was so lovable and Louis’ just so addicting. Zayn’s voice was indescribable though, it had the passion of Harry’s the sweetness of Liam’s and power of Niall’s and Louis’. If I wanted to describe it all I could do was compare and his voice really was incomparable. It was only after they sang the last note that I realized I had scooted to the edge of my seat and was leaning towards the window my nose inches from its surface. I backed up when I found that everyone was looking at me with an understanding look. Even the boys took upon a very Harry like smirk. I bit my lip and blushed red again. 

My reaction was like that for every song they sang, my neck probably sore from turning quickly to watch each one of them sing. When they finished I sat back on my chair swiveling in circles playing with the ends of my hair trying to look nonchalant. They all came back to the technical area of the studio (is that what you call it?), and as they sat down they each grabbed a bottle of water. 

Opening his bottle and taking a sit Zayn looked up at me, “So did you like it?” 

I really had like two options I could lie and say it was alright or I could completely fan girl and exclaim how well they sang and ramble on about how much I loved their songs. I chose the first option, ”Um it was okay the songs are catchy,” I saw how their faces turned to the floor except for Harry who scoffed, “I mean you guys all sound really good and your songs are really like relatable with your all girl fan base right? And not only that but each of you sound like you really mean the lyrics and I don’t know you guys just all sound so amazing,” I said quickly before I could stop myself.

Failing to keep a straight face they all burst out in laughter. I turned red more embarrassed than angry. “You. Asked. If. I. Liked. It,” I hit Zayn with each word. 

He held his hands up in surrender still laughing, “Okay! Okay!” He cleared his throat and fought back his laughter, “what did you like about it?”

I crossed my arms over my chest, “I’m not repeating myself.”

“Aw c’mon Aspen, it was really cute when you fan girl-ed” Liam put his arm over my shoulders as I stiffened.
“Just be glad you’re one of the few lucky girls who gets to watch us,” I heard Louis say with Niall nodding in agreement. 

“I guess,” and allowed Liam’s arm on my shoulder relaxing a little.
Harry stood up defiantly and grabbed his gray blazer off the back of his chair, “We should be going it’s already 5.”

Niall looked at his iPhone and yawned stretching his arms over his head, “We’ve been here for five hours?”

“Guess so, but I didn’t think we’d be here for so long,” Liam responded taking his arm off of me and looking at his phone. His eyes widened at the screen, “Hey! Ed’s here! Maybe we could see if we can say hello before we leave.”

I turned my head quizzically to one side, “Who’s Ed?”

“Ed Sheeran?” Harry asked me bluntly.

I shook my head, “Nope.”

“The singer,” Harry raised his eyebrow, then watching me still look befuddled as I shook my head once more he pleaded, “Dear God someone help me here, she doesn’t know who Ed is,” he exasperatedly raised his hands in the air and set them down in his pockets.

Liam spoke gently contrasting Harry’s harsh tone, “He’s a singer we’ve known for a while a friend of ours,”

“Oh okay,” I nodded my head understanding looking down at my hands.

Harry looked up at the ceiling shaking his head and started walking out, “You guys coming?” 

We all followed Harry through a series of hallways the boys nodding at people in greeting as they walked past them. They opened a door where I assumed Ed was behind and Louis and Harry jumped onto a red headed boy. My heart almost stopped but then I realized he wasn’t the guy in my nightmares. They just had the same hair. I let out a breath of relief as I smiled up at him. 

“Oh! This is Aspen, she’s rooming with Liam, Zayn and Harry,” Louis noticed Ed’s dazed expression and continued, “It’s a long story.”

“Hi, I’m Ed,” he offered his hand and I shook it grinning politely.
“Aspen,” I retracted my hand and held my hands at my sides.
He leaned against the sound board and crossed his arms in front of his chest, “You’re way to pretty to be rooming with these knuckleheads especially with someone as hormone driven as Harry here.”

My face flushed at his statement, “I-it wasn’t really my idea anyways, and I have no other choice really.”

“Ah Ed don’t harass the poor girl I’m sure she can take care of herself,” Louis defended me.

Ed chuckled, “I’m kidding but how can she resist those three who all seem as if they could all be so smitten with her, seeing how demure and pretty she is.”

“I’m sure it’s not without difficulty,” Louis said under his breath.

Liam, Zayn and Harry all looked down guiltily at their shoes and I couldn’t help but blush for the millionth time today. 

“Anyways, are you guys going to the party later?” Ed wondered crossing over to Louis patting him on the back, “Aspen can come too if she’d like.”

Scoffing Harry finally spoke up, “No, I doubt Miss Demure would go to such a despicable event like a party,”

I felt myself frown automatically at the sound of Harry’s voice and looked at Ed who had a competitive smile across his face. I turned to Harry who looked so driven for me to say no but I wasn’t going to play any games, “No way, I’m going.”

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