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?


22. Toy Story

Susie's POV

I sit down on the assortment of pillows and duvets on the floor with everyone else. This was so surreal... 
One Direction?
My friend at secondary school was obsessed with them when they first appeard as a band on the X Factor a few years ago. I look over at the girls; who were all talking with the boys as they ate.
"Where are you from?" A voice asks. I swallow my mouth full of pasta and look to my right. Sitting beside me was Harry Styles.
Oh my god.
"I erm..." I stutter, trying to clam myself down. I take a deep breath and try again.
"I'm from a small town just outside of London." I reply and he grins.
"Cool," He nods and takes a bite of food.
"How about we watch a film?" Eleanor suggests excitedly. 
"Sure," Zayn agrees. I stand up and gather the dirty plates from everyone. Harry stands too and offers to help me. I smile and nod as he takes half of the plates and we head over to the kitchenette.
"I love your eyes," He murmurs from behind me as I place the plates in the sink.
"Thank you," I reply, my heart hammering. 
"Guys!" Perrie shouts from the living room and he snakes his hand into mine. Harry leads me towards the others and Eleanor eyes our hands before shooting me a wink. I chuckle and sit down on the floor again, leaning my back against the sofa beside Harry. He pulls one of the duvets up so that it covers us and I hug my knees to my chest as Liam places a DVD into the tv.
"What are we watching?" Eleanor asks Liam as he sits back down.
"Toy Story," He tells us and all of the boys groan.
"No! No! Turn it off!" Niall shouts at him; throwing a pillow at the screen. Liam chuckles and gets up again; taking the DVD out. He replaces it and then takes a seat on the sofa.
"The Devil Inside?" Crystal asks, eyeing the screen as the title shows.
"Yeah," Niall chuckles, placing an arm around her shoulder. Crystal leans her head into his shoulder and I tense up as Perrie turns off the lights.
I hated horror films.
With a passion.

We're about half way through the film and I was absolutely terrified. 
Out of my skin.
I close my eyes as a woman screams violently. I crack open my eyes after about three minutes and risk a glance at the screen. I jump at what appears, throwing myself into Harry beside me. 
By accident.
I swear.
"Alright, love?" Harry chuckles, placing an arm around me. I shake my head, burying it in his chest and the duvet. I stay like that for the rest of the film; gradually falling asleep. 

Crystals POV

The next morning I wake up to the sound of water running. I crack open my eyelids and pull back the covers. I sigh and run a hand through my crumpled hair. I trudge out of the bed and pad across to the chest of drawers. I  pull on a pair of leggings and a long shirt; wrapping my wolly black scarf around my kneck. I place my hair in to a ponytail and open my bedroom door. I could hear the water running from inside the bathroom opposite my room. I walk past and head down the hall, into the living room. I chuckle to myself at the sight. The living room was a mess of pillows and duvets and people. Zayn and Perrie were both fast asleep on the sofa, cuddled up. Niall was spread out like a star fish on the floor near the window. Liam was lying near him curled up under a duvet. My eyes drift across the room and I spot Susie asleep on Harry's chest. I shake my head at all of them and head into the kitchen. I switch on the kettle.
Big mistake.
"Urgh," Niall groans, stirring from sleep. I switch it off hastily and turn around to see him sitting up from the floor. His eyes are still closed as he lifts his arms up and stretches.
"Morning," I whisper, making my way over. 
"Morning." He opens his blue eyes and smiles when he looks at me.
"Come on." I whisper and take his hand, pulling him up. He yawns as I drag him over to the kitchenette.
"Seems like someone made friends," He winks; nodding at Susie and Harry.
"Shh!" I warn; hitting him on the bicep.
"You'll wake them up!" I hiss. He shakes his head.
"Harry would sleep through anything." Niall chuckles and plants a kiss on my nose.
"What was that for?" I ask, grinning as he wraps his arms around my waist.
"You're just cute in the morning." He says, kissing it again. 

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