Our Story

Our story is about three best friends Marine, Caroline and Rosie, who fall in love with members of One Direciton. These chapters are aimed to my real best friends and our obsession with 1D:) I am not a british, but I am trying to be precise.

I hope someone really read this:)

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80. Wow, 80. chapter already.

I woke up on a door snap. A very hard one. I checked the person lying next to me. Harry is still sleeping. His head turned to me and right hand resting on my waist. I gently stood up trying not to wake him up and went to living room. I guess Car and Zayn are at home already. But it doesn’t seem like they are in a good terms right now. As I quietly closed the bedroom´s door, I saw Zayn sitting at the table, his head buried in his hands. Car wasn’t there though. I assumed she was the one who snapped that door. It´s dark in here, no lamps on. Zayn still didn’t notice me. “Hey...” I spoke up and went closer to him. Zayn peeked at me. His eyes were widened. He looked desperate. “Hi, I am sorry if we woke you guys up...” he added and stood up. Then he took his denim jacked from a sofa, prepared to leave me here without explanation. “Zayn, hey, what´s going on?” I asked him worriedly, trying to get something from him. Zayn is the only person I know, who hardly tells what´s bothering him. He and Car are completely different when it comes to this. Zayn sighed heavily and his right hand went through his raven hair. “Car went crazy when I told her that I knew about her meeting David. She didn’t even tell me herself and she is the one who´s angry.” Oh. “How did you find out about it?” I ask him curiously. “Management checks our every move. Including our girlfriends.” Zayn replied casually. Our every move... So it means I am on their watch too. That´s disgusting. “I had no idea...” I added . Zayn  reassuringly smiled at me. “Marine, don’t worry. It´s not like there are CCTVs in your livingroom. Safety measures they call it.” He added and looked above my shoulder. “She is mad.” He whispered and looked back at me: “I think I should go...” “You´re not staying?” I asked him. It´s weird. I don’t think he has ever left her sleeping alone. Zayn frowned. “She told me she doesn’t want to see me. And she won´t let me in. I knocked few times.” Oh Caroline. “It´s late, stay here, seriously. You can sleep in a guest room if you want to “I added and smiled at him. He did the same, but for the first time it was honest smile. “Yeah. That´s sounds better then a sofa.” He replied and we both chuckled. Suddenly Car´s bedroom door opened. “Zayn I am sorry. I overdid it. Please don’t go.” Car was obviously crying, her voice was weak. Zayn without a single word, walked straight toward her and hugged her tightly. She wrapped him around his neck and whispered something to his left ear. I didn’t hear what. Then their bedroom door closed and I could peacefully go back to bed. I quickly slipped under the duvet and closed my eyes. They seriously watch us. I am sure they know about me moving to Harry´s apartment. It´s sick. I thought this was just a pap´s job. But apparently no. “Where were you?” Suddenly Harry asked me in his sleepy voice which I love the most. “Check on Zayn and Car. Nothing major. Go to sleep.” I whispered and caressed his palm. “Mhmm...” He mumbled and fell into deep sleep again.

Car´s POV:

“I am sorry I acted stupid yesterday” I mumbled into Zayn´s chest. It´s something after 9 a.m. and we are still lying in my bed, doing nothing. I love these mornings. “Love, lets forget about it. How is David doing?” Zayn asked me casually. I turned my face to him. He didn’t seem ironic, which was good. I lied on his chest again. His heartbeat is the nicest thing ever. “He´s doing fine. He refused his scholarship in Manchester for the upcoming year though.” Zayn swallowed hardly. “Why?” “Because of his girlfriend. He is staying in London with her.” “You were his girlfriend too and he went to Manchester anyway. Fucking dwarf.” He added and I chuckled. David is not as tall as Zayn but I wouldn’t call him dwarf. But he is right. David left me here for his scholarship. I assume his new one is very gifted in the upper area. Or I don’t know what else would let him stay with her. But I don’t give a fuck. “I don’t want to talk about him in our bed.” I added and looked back at him. He was grinning. “Good.” He replied and grabbed my chin. He kissed me gently. “I love you, you know that. But Car, be sure I would kick his arse if he tried something on you. I don’t want to forbid you meeting him. However I am not pleased about the idea of you and him in the same room.” He tucked the strand of my hair behind my ear and went on “He should know you´re not his anymore. You are mine.” As he finished I kissed his naked chest. “I am yours.” I added and cuddled up in his arm for another one hour.

Rosie´s POV:

“Let´s stay here...” I pointed at the ground. We´re are in Hyde Park. Niall put the picnic basket down and withdrew the blanket out of his green ruck sack. We both sat on it and I leaned my head on his shoulder. “This is nice.” I added and smile at the thought of us being finaly alone. Trees are waving to the sound of the wind, birds are signing and sun is gently caressing our bare foots. “I wonder how many boys have you taken here...” He added and I grinned at him. “I can´t even count how many. Daniel liked it here though...” I teased him. Then Niall grabbed my waist and sat me on his lap. I giggled and ticked him behind his ears. I love doing this. “You don´t say” he added and grinned. I nodded and bit my bottom lip. “Yep.” I added and on the spur of a moment my lips were sticked to his. He kissed my greedily and I smiled through our kisses. “I love you.” I whispered when our noses touched. “You´re the only one who went on a picnic with me. “ I added. Niall smiled at me and kissed my forehead. “I love you, Rosie.” He whispered to my left ear and I hugged him. We might actually look inappropriate but what the hell. “Now, let´s check what we havehere for breakfast...” I broke the silence between us and he released me from his grip. Before opening the basket I looked at Niall. He was sitting there in his baggy jeans and white shirt with rolled up sleeves looking dashing as usuall. I am the one having him. God I am lucky. 

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