New Girl

Kay Brown is a foreign exchange student from America into the school Bradford of Doncaster. Upon arrival, she is surprised to meet three interesting men. The one who decided to help her and make sure she was okay no matter what. The one that plays hard to get but might actually be head over heels. And the one with tattoos that hide all of his secrets below the ink and the black. Their names? Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, and Zayn Malik. What happens when your past keeps you from moving on and your future just seems like a murderer is disguise? Who will she pick? Read New Girl, to find out.

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3. Red (part 1)

"I'm going to order Choco-Mint. What do you want,Kay?" Louis questions,throwing his arm around me as he points to the glass case of flavors.
I look over at these strange Doncaster flavors and felt strangely out of place as the American I am. There was something called Salt Taffy. As ice cream? Give me a break. "I...guess Salt Taffy?" I answer puzzled as I fiddled with my fingers and rings.
I felt Louis's chest rise with laughter as he lowered his lips to my ear and carefully whispered,"It's a gag flavor. Don't even try it..."
"Chocolate, I want chocolate!" I answer quickly,looking up at Louis to make sure my choice was accepted.
"Good choice..." He smiles, picking up the cones and passing me mine,"Yummy?"
I took a bite of the ice cream and smiled in approval,"It's quite...fit?"
"You find your ice cream...attractive?"
"Is that what that means?"
"Well, I wish you two the best...no tongue ya'll."
"I'll try," I laugh, standing and walking towards a bench and patting it for him to sit with me.
He moves over and sits and stares at me for a minute,"So, what's your deal?"
"My deal?" My eyebrows crease as I lick the cone again and notice Louis has a smudge of mint on his cheek.
"Well, you have an American accent. You aren't in America, love," Louis explains looking at me carefully as he taps his cone on my nose and leaves behind a small trace of his ice cream.
I take my napkin and carefully wipe away the ice cream on his face with a giggle,"My parents shipped me here because I was having....problems...in America."
"Problems?" Louis questioned, cocking his head as a roar of an engine played behind us.
"Who's that?" I spun around to find a tan boy with jet black hair dismounting his motor bike.
"Zayn!" Louis shouts waving his hand in the air as he becons the boy to come over.
With a roll of his eyes and a hand through his hair, he walks over and smiles at Louis,"Lewis."
"Louis," he grits his teeth as he looks at Zayn.
Zayn carefully adjusts himself and stares at me for a minute. His arm sticks out and begs for me to shake it. "Zayn Malik, the one and only," he remarks, sliding in next to me.
"Kay Brown," I smile looking at him as he stares back at me.
"Kay's new here from America. Isn't that cool?" Louis grimaces at Zayn, apparently regretting inviting him over.
"Well, it explains the accent...." Zayn jokes, taking a napkin and swiping the ice cream off of my nose.
"She's starts at Bradford in two days...isn't that cool?" Louis smiles looking at me and then back at Zayn.
"So is Lewis here, your boyfriend?" Zayn remarks, staring at me for a second.
"No...?" I question, standing and tossing my finished ice cream into the trash.
"Then he won't mind if I ask you to dinner tonight," ZAYN'S smile sparkles as he looks at me with hopeful eyes.
"I have nothing against free food," I answer, waiting for details about the rest of the night.
"Wait, shouldn't you be helping your parents unpack tonight?" Louis questions, trying to find a loophole.
"Lou, they shipped me here. I have my own flat and it's unpacked," I explain, looking back at Zayn,"It's the Gardens Willow complex, room 1235."
"See you at seven?" Zayn remarks, standing as he rises to meet me by the trash can.
"It's a date," I smile, not being able to wipe this smug look off of my face.
"So it is," he pecked my cheek and starts walking away, “It’s nice meeting you, babe.”

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