A Beautiful Mess

This is a fanfiction about One Direction. Comments and criticism welcome!


5. Settled?

"I'm starving!" I cried, remembering the last thing I ate was a bagel at 6:00 am. I shakily stood up and they all gathered around me like I was made of glass and about to break any second. I grinned at them and strutted ahead. I reached the kitchen and peeked into the fridge. I pulled out some ice cream and two slices of leftover pizza and sat down at the table. I shoved the pizza in my mouth, to the boys surprise. I turned to them and smiled slowly, then inhaled the second piece of pizza. They all looked at me like I was insane except for Niall, who seemed strangely turned on. I stuck my tongue out at them and opened the jar of ice cream and looked through the drawers of the kitchen until I found a spoon. 

"Love, we never got your name..." said Zayn, still looking at me intensely. 

"Daya." I said, my mouth full of ice cream. 

"Daya. Are you Indian?" asked Louis curiously.

I nodded and they smiled at me again. I looked around their homey little kitchen. It was so cute. It felt so comfortable with sky blue walls and a window with simple cream curtains covering it. 

"Do you all live here together?" i wondered out loud.

Liam chuckled. "No this is me and my girlfriend Danielle's apartment. The boys are here to keep me company while Danielle is away, at a dancing competition." 

"Oh. So how long are you guys going to be staying here?" I asked, not wanting to be too obvious on my little crush on Niall. 

"Dani's gone for maybe 2 or 3 weeks so about that much time." said Niall, his brilliant blue eyes locking me in.

I blushed and looked away. Why did I feel this way? I remember when we were occasionally allowed outside on the streets of New York, I used to go into Barnes and Nobles and read the books and magazines there. When I first saw him on the cover of J-14 with the rest of the boys, I couldn't stop looking at those blue eyes. Now here he was, standing in front of me, wearing his red polo shirt and tan pants. My thoughts were interrupted by Harry's voice.

"Err... So what do you want to do?" 

I suddenly felt extremely self conscious and realized I hadn't showered in a while. I must stink. 

"I think I'm going to go shower..." I said awkwardly. "Then we can do something, ok?" 

They nodded and I got up and went to the room where my bag was. This was going to be some time...


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