Life's Like A Box Of Chocolates

Anabella has had the dream life. Nice cars, cute dogs, cute boys, rich with a nice big house but she isn't happy. She doesn't have good friends, she never gets to see her parents and she is always alone. When she goes to the One Direction concert and their meet and greet things change, but are they for better or for worse?


8. Oh...

*Anabella's P.O.V*

As I woke up I realized it was 10- Shit! I slep in! I quickly got out of bed and noticed I was in my boyshorts underwear and a tanktop and a bra.... Oh well.

I walked out of my room and down the stairs to the kitchen. I noticed someone had been in my house... Who the hell was in my house!? I tiptoed into the living room and was relieved it was just the guys from One Direction- Holy crap! I was in my underwear and a tanktop! I tried to back away slowly but Zayn herd me.

"Hey!" Zayn said drawing attention to me. "Oh, god I'm sorry! I didn't know you weren't dressed..."

I smiled slightly embarrased. "No, it's my fault! I forgot you guys were here... It's so quiet... I mean I don't mind you guys seeing me like tis because I'm covered but I just forgot. That's all."

Zayn looked back at me. "Well then. I didn't wake you did I? I know I can be noisy sometimes?"

"No! My alarm clock didn't go off. I'm usually awake at 9 or 9:30. I slept in."

I walked back into the kitchen and got out the pancake mix and my favorite peanut butter and chocolate chips mix. I put the pan on the stove and started making my pancakes.

10 minutes later Zayn walked in. "Mind if I join you?"

I turned and looked at him. "Sure." I smiled and turned back and began making more.

"So, Anabella. Not to be nosy or anything but why do you live here all alone?"

I paused. "Oh, well, umm my family lives in California."

"Why are you here?"

"I umm, well its a long story for another day."

"Oh... I understand-"

"No, no, no, no! It's not you! It's just I'm still not ready to talk about it..."

"It's okay. Can you just tell me a simple reason of why you are here and they are not also?"

"Well, I can tell you somethings."

"That's fine."

*Harry's P.O.V*

I was about to walk into the kitchen to talk to Anabella when I herd Zayn in there talking. God why was he always in the way!?

*Zayn's P.O.V*

"Well, I can tell you somethings." Anabella said unsure of herself.

I looked at her. "That's fine."

"Well, when I was 16 things happened to me and I couldn't bear the thought of staying in California with all the memories so I somehow convinced my family to move down here with me. They did but when I turned 18 they told me tat we were moving back. I told them no. I was staying here. We fought about it and fought about it but eventually they said they would pay all the billstill the house was paid off and then I would pay the electric and that stuff when it was done. I said okay and they left. I havent seen them for 3 years. They write me letters occationally but they don't know my number and I don't want them to..."

I looked down at my hands. How could anybody treat Anabella like that? It just wasn't right... "Anabella?"


I looked up at her. "If you ever wanna taalk to me you know you can? About anything?"

She chuckled and smiled at me. "Yeah, I guess I can."



*Anabella's P.O.V*

As I walked out onto my porch I noticed the moon and the stars looked so beautiful tonight. As if someone was they were glowing brighter.

I looked at my watch. It was 11:30 p.m.

I started pacing back and fourth infront of my rooma and apparently in front of Zayn's too because he stepped out. Zayn and me were the only two who had door that led out to the second floor porch that would open. The rest were all jammed shut.

As soon as he was out on the porch I stopped and smiled at him. "Hey Zayn."

"Hey," He smiled back. "What are you doing up so late?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing?" I laughed.

"I woke up to a pretty lady pacing back and fourth outside of my window. I was wondering what was wrong?"

"Oh well, umm its just a matter of the fact that I feel that you guys are getting annoyed with me?"

"What? Anabella no! You have been more then kind to us! And I don't think I could ever get annoyed with you..."

"What do you mean?"

"Anabella ever since I've met you I've been happier..."

"But what about Perrie?"

"What about her?"

"Isn't she your girlfriend of like 4 years?"

"Well, yeah but people change.."

"No, Zayn I dont want you to leave Perrie for-"

I was cut off by Zayn. His hands cupped my pace and he pressed his lips against mine. I felt something. A spark? Fireworks? I don't know but something was there...

His lips where warm and his kissed was filled with passion....

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