Irish Luck and Love...

Bella is just a normal directioner. (Directioner- Noun- A person or being obsessed with One Direction) Well, almost normal...

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Louis' POV

"Bella." She answered, smiling at me.

I nodded and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into the large living room, I let go of her wrist and shut the door before turning around and walking into the kitchen, I could hear hers and the boys voices getting distant, I guessed they had dragged her into into the sitting room...

"Maura, a girl from down the road wants to borrow some sugar," I said, turning to see Maura buzzing around in the pantry, "Oh Louis dear, you scared me, sure, give the girl some sugar." She answered, handing me a bag of sugar, I handed it back to her and said thanks before returning to the sitting room. Maura stood looking a little dazed, I can't blame her really, I said that the girl wanted sugar, then when Maura gave me some, I returned it back to her...

"So, Bella, nice onesie" I smirked, she looked at me, her face flushing a light shade of scarlet. "Do you actually need sugar? Or did you just want the chance to talk to us in person?" I ask, she looks up at me sheepishly, I notice that she's blushing, a deep crimson covers her entire face, the boys and I laugh while Niall pats her on the head.

"Don't worry sweetheart, we won't tell anyone." Liam whispers, placing a finger to his lips. We all nod in agreement as she starts to get up. "No!" I half-shout, maybe a bit too loudly, "Uhhh, stay, we get bored with just us." I stutter slowly, frantically trying to hide my mistake, the other boys all look at me with stupid looks on their faces, I sigh and look at them desperately, "Um, yeh, mom won't mind." Niall shrugs, I shoot him a thankful look while the other boys agree. 

"Um, I'd love to, but I'll have to go home and tell mom first, I'll be back in a few minutes," Bella says slowly, before walking out the door.

The lads all nod and we make our way upstairs. 

"Oooooh, Lou's got a crush on the girl next door!" Hazza shouts, playfully elbowing me in the ribs, "No!" I quickly defend, "She's a fan, we wouldn't be here without our fans." I announce, before splitting from them and strolling to my room, I can hear them all snickering in the hall, but I choose to ignore it. I grab my brush and quickly do my hair, hoping that no-one walks in. No such luck.

"Oh, I see, you don't like her, but you're doing your hair 'specially for her? Ay?" Zayn grins, messing up my hair, I glare at him and quickly redo my hair. "Mate, it looks better messed up." He states, before messing up my hair, again. I decide that he's right and leave it.

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