Broken Crystals

When Crystal collapses in the middle of the road after another beating, headlights are the last thing she sees. She wakes up in a strange house, surrounded by five strange boys. She refuses to relax around them or be herself. But can the one Irish boy with the beautiful blue eyes show her what it means to be loved and fix her cracks?

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21. Susie


Niall's POV

"Liam! Harry!" I call up the stairs, opening the front door. Zayn and Louis were already waiting at the end of the path that leads down from the house.
"Coming!" They both shout back, bounding down the stairs side by side. Harry buttons up the rest of his buttons on his shirt as I close the door after them.
"Is it the top one?" Zayn asks as we begin walking and the block of apartments come into view. I pull out my phone and check through the messages between me and Crystal. 
"Yep," I confirm as we enter the doors into the tiny lobby. We had never been in here before and the lobby consisted of a small coffee table, postboxes for the apartments and the elevator  We push the button for level 3 on the elevator and it dings as the doors open. We all step inside and wait for it to reach the top. Once it does, we get out and knock on the single door that exists on that floor. 
"Come in!" Perrie shouts from the other side and I push it open. Zayn runs in and finds Perrie, lifting her up and spinning her around until she squeals. Louis does the same with Eleanor and I smile at Crystal. She returns it shyly. She was dressed in one of my shirts with a pair of leggings; her blonde hair in a messy bun on the top of her head. She had no make-up on and had splotches of paint all over her face. I watch as she places her dirty paint brush in a pot of paint and switches off the music that was playing from Perrie's phone on the floor. The four walls of the living room had all been painted; three white and one a crimson colour that match the rug on the floor. 
"It looks great," I tell her, taking a seat on one of the leather sofas and gazing around the large room.
"It took all day so I should hope so," She huffs and flops back on to the sofa beside me. The eight of us all sit down around the room and chat for a while.
"I'm starving," Liam complains and I nod.
"So am I," I get up to go into the kitchen.
"There's nothing in there!" Crystal calls out to me. 
"Urgh, guys!" I groan and the three girls laugh.
"What's for dinner then?" Louis rubs his hands together with a hopeful look at Eleanor. At that moment, a knock erupts on the door of the apartment.
"That," Crystal says, standing up and rushing over to the door.

Harry's POV

I talk with Zayn about the apartment as Crystal gets up and heads over to the door. The immediate smell of pasta fills the room and I snap my eyes to the front door. Crystal pulls it open and a girl steps  in; cradling a glass pot to her chest. 
Wow.
This girl was beautiful.
And not the magazine cover type of beautiful or runway perfection...
She was naturally beautiful. 
I take her in. She had large blue eyes with hints of green and grey; her long brown hair was tied in a messy bun like Crystal's. My heart races at the sound of her laugh as she chuckles at something Crystal says. I watch as her eyes round out at the apartment. She says something to Crystal but I can't concentrate. She was dressed in a pair of tight skinny jeans that showed off her curves and bum and a baggy purple jumper. The girl spots us and her eyes become wide again. She stutters and looks uncomfortable for a moment as she looks us. 
"Oh, sorry Susie. This is... yeah... One Direction." Crystal explains, still clearly in denial about us. 
"Yeah, I know who you are." Susie says, grinning. Her eyes meet mine and I smile impishly at her. She looks away, her cheeks red.
"Anyway, come on in." Crystal beckons her into the living room and she steps shyly in. Crystal takes a seat again beside Niall and I keep my eyes on Susie. 
"Here," Perrie says, standing up from Zayn's lap and walking over to Susie. She takes the glass pot from her and dissapears into the kitchenette. Zayn follows her and I can hear the two of them getting plates out for all of us. 

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