Stolen Innocence

"I don't want to let you go," he smirked, spinning me around.
"Well I do, I don't like you. I gave you what I had, and you just took more. In fact, you took all I had left. and now you have the nerve to-" I was cut off by his lips on mine.
I kneed him where the sun don't shine and walked away, trying to find the other four boys in the crowd.


2. Chapter 1: Dibs

~Louis Tomlinson~

"Oh come on Harry, there's other things to do in North Carolina other than looking for 'beach babes,'" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah mate, there's nothing wrong with this park," Niall agreed, patting my shoulder and giving me a reassuring smile.

"I guess you're right," Harry sighed, then planted a smirk on his face. "We could find girls here."

"Will you keep it in your pants for one day?" I joked, nudging his shoulder. Harry stuck his tongue out at me. "Very mature."

"Do you guys hear that?" Liam asked suddenly.

"You mean the sounds of Harry hopes being crushed because he can't get laid?" Zayn teased.

"HA HA HA. Very funny, Bradford Bad Boi," Harry narrowed his eyes at Zayn.

"No, I'm serious," Liam defended, heading towards a pond.

"Where's he going?" Zayn asked. I shrugged my shoulders and followed Liam.

"What exactly are we looking for?" Harry asked.

Liam and Niall turned around sharply and put their fingers to their lips, signaling for them to shut up.

"Don't tell me you 'hear' this nonsense too," Harry rolled his eyes, getting louder.

"It's not nonsense!" Niall defended.

"Well the three of us don't hear anything," Harry said. Just as he said it, Zayn gasped.

"Speak for yourself!" He crept forward towards Niall and Liam. "She's incredible."

"Who's incredible?" I asked, only to be hushed, which made Harry crack up.

We crept along bushes until Niall, Liam, and Zayn suddenly stopped and looked over the bushes.

"What happened?" I asked. "Did it stop?"

"No," Zayn smiled. "She's right there."


Harry and I looked at where the sound was.

Which was sitting on a bridge, over the pond.

I don't know what overwhelmed me first.

The sound of her melodious voice, or her beauty.

Her acorn brown hair pulled up into a messy ponytail, which swung every time she moved her head. Occasionally a stray piece of hair would fall into her face, and she'd blow it out of her sea green-blue eyes.

Her eyes.

Even from this far away they seamed striking. Definitely breathtaking.

"She's gorgeous," I stated, looking at the others, to see them hypnotized by her as well.

"She's so fit," Harry glanced at us.

"She's amazing," Zayn agreed.

"She's stunning," Liam gulped.

"Absolutely beyond words," Niall smiled.

I felt a familiar word crawl up my throat, getting ready to jump up.

I smirked as I glanced at my friends.

"Dibs!" we all called out, having the same thoughts.

"DIBS!" we tried again. "DIBS! DIBS! DIBS!"

"This obviously isn't going to work," I huffed. "How are we going to figure this out?"

"I say we let her chose," Niall suggested. Zayn nodded and Liam agreed.

"What do you think about this, Harry?" I turned to where he was standing.

Er, WAS standing.


"He already beat us too it," Liam chuckled, looking at Harry strolling over to the mysterious girl.


~Krista Evans~

"Whoa, you're amazing," I jumped too see a boy standing over me, smiling.


He had curly chestnut hair.

His green eyes were so deep and almost glowing.

My eyes found themselves look at his lips, which he had been pulling back to form a grin, exposing pearly white teeth.

He had dimples.


"Uh, hi," I smiled.

"I'm Harry," he said, sticking out his hand.

"Krista," I put my hand in his, as he lifted it to his lips and kissed it.

"So, like I was saying before, your voice is ama-" he was cut off by a boy with short blackish hair, putting his arm around him.

"HARRY!" the boy looked at me. "Oh, I didn't see you there. I'm Zayn."

"Krista," I reintroduced myself. Harry looked annoyed.

"ANYWAYS," Harry huffed, smiling as he turned back to me. "You're a great sin-"

"ZAYN! HARRY!" a blonde and brunette boy walked over.

"GREAT!" Harry threw his hands up in the air, defeated. "Krista, the blonde is Niall and the other is Liam."

Niall smiled. "Krista. That's a pretty name."

"Thank you," I glanced at the four boys, not knowing what to say anymore.

Zayn looked at the ground, below my feet.

Liam looked at my guitar.

Niall looked at my face.

Harry? Harry just looked straight up pissed.

"So, what were you saying earlier, Harry?" I asked him. His face lit up and a smile was back on his face, exposing his dimples once more.

"Well, my friends and I heard you singing. You're really good," I just realized he had a British accent.

"Really?" I laughed. "Because I know I suck balls."

"Well in that case, you can suck mine anytime," Harry winked, laughing.

Ah, flirt, I see.

"Ignore the cheeky bastard," a new voice chuckled. I looked to the left to see a boy with dark brown hair and icy blue eyes, smiling at me.

"Louis.." Harry groaned as the boy pinched his cheeks.

Louis glanced at me. "He's mine."

My eyes widened.

I thought Harry was hitting on me.

I thought all those boys were, but apparently Harry's gay?

"No, I'm not with Louis," Harry glared at him.

I scanned the other boys. Harry noticed what I was doing.

"I'm straight," he added quickly.

"We all are," Louis laughed. "I just wanted to freak you out."

"Oh," I looked at the ground.

"So, uh, Krista do you want to grab a bite to eat or something?" Niall asked, his cheeks reddening.


I shrugged, glancing at the other boys.

Zayn was messing on his phone, Liam was messing with his hair, Louis was messing with Harry's face.

And once again, Harry looked livid.

"No fair, Niall," Harry whined. "I was talking to her first!"

"But I asked her!" Niall pouted.

"So? You guys saw me talking to her!" Harry balled his hands into fists.

"I heard her before you!" Niall pointed out.

Harry shook his head. "Actually Liam-"

"Guys!" I called out, noticing someone else was saying the exact same thing. I turned to see Louis pulling Harry back a bit.

"Calm down! You aren't going to fight over a girl we just met!" Louis glanced at me, flirtingly. "Besides, she's going to hang with me."

Harry spun around and glard at Louis. "SHE'S MINE!" he yelled.

"GUYS! Look, we'll settle this. I'll go to lunch with Niall, then hang with Harry, and then go to dinner with Louis. I glanced at Liam and Zayn. "You want in to?"

Zayn shook his head, typing on his phone. "Girlfriend."

"We can hang out just as friends tomorrow," Liam smiled. "I have a love interest at the moment."

"You're so weird," Zayn smirked.

"What?" Liam asked.

"I have a love interest!" Zayn mimicked. "You could just say you have eyes for Charlotte. Too bad she wants me."

Liam looked like he was about to push Zayn off the bridge.

"Sure Liam, we'll hang tomorrow," I grabbed his hand and pulled my red pen out of my pocket, scribbling my number on his hand. "Just shoot me a text."

I looked at Harry and smiled. The boy was cute, no doubt. So were the rest of them, but I don't know. I was just drawn to the green eyed, curly haird, dimple boy.

My eyes made their way to Louis. I studied his angular face and stopped at his breathtaking blue eyes. Brown hair, blue eyes.

How unlikely.

How unique.

He smiled at me, causing me to blush.

I turned to Niall. I just wasn't getting the same vibe from the other two as I was with him. I don't want to rude and bitchy and say no.

Maybe I can set him up with someone else?

"Ready to go, Niall?" I asked, grabbing my guitar.

He nodded and grabbed my free hand.

Yeah, no.

It just felt awkward.

I took one last look at the other boys.

"Bye guys!" I called out, before walking away from the park, awkwardly holding Niall's hand. 


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