Loved You First

"Was it possible that all the signs, I had convinced myself were just my imagination, actually were real?

I just couldn't help but wonder how long she'd had feelings for him, even if they were subconcious.
I was sure that I loved her first, but at this point I actually didn't know who she loved first."

*WARNING*
A few slightly sexual references (not smut, I don't do that)
A few slightly violent scenes
Use of strong language at times
SELF-HARM references in a couple of chapters

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5. 'The Fantastic Five'

A/N

Hey Guys ;)

Wow, I am so glad that people actually like this! :D

So this chapter is what I consider, as the last chapter to really start the story off, and it is quite longer than the former chaps.

I know I said I would update once a week, but I had extra time lately, so I was able to do more, but from now it will be probably once a week :)

Remember to like, fave and comment. I always like to hear what people think ;)

A short note on the story:

All the boys are single in this story, and you will find out two of the boys' stories regarding this, in the next few chapters :)

well, hope you all like this chapter ,

xx Mag :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3

"The Fantastic Five"

Zayn's p.o.v.

"Lou! What are you doing? Is that how we welcome people?"

Honestly that boy was too much! I texted him, that I was bringing someone back, and I should've known he would pull something like this off.

"I'm sorry, but that was hilarious!" Louis said still laughing and jumping onto the couch.

I looked at Maggie, who was standing in shock, though I wasn't sure if it was because of Louis, or the three other boys in the room, now that Niall and Liam emerged from the kitchen area, carrying crisps and sodas.

"We brought some snacks and.. why does your friend look like she's seen a ghost?" Liam asked looking at Maggie curiously, who now came out from the state of shock and looked at the floor instead.

"Because Louis was being his usual crazy self!" I answered shooting him a death glare.

Liam just rolled his eyes and muttered, "I don't even wanna know."

I walked up to Maggie and made eye contact to calm her down, and she gave me a slight smile as I guided her to the boys to introduce her.

 

"So Zayn when did we start bringing people back that we meet at the park?" Liam asked once we were settled in the "living room" area of this huge suite.

I wasn't quite sure what to answer, since I didn't exactly know myself. I thought for a minute, when I noticed everyone was staring, expecting an answer.

"Well when I saw her in the park, listening to one of our songs by the way, I had an urge to go talk to her so I did. We talked for a while at the café, but I wanted to get to know her better, and meet you guys. I figured it would be better here also to avoid paparazzi suddenly showing up, and tons of questions."

To be honest I couldn't care less about paparazzi, but I wanted the boys to meet her, and hear their opinion, and see how she acted around them. Some people really changed when they met all of us together, and I wanted to find out how genuine she was.

Apparently she was doing quite well, since her and Louis were having a conversation about beanies.

For the first time all day, I really looked at her. How her light brown eyes sparkled when she smiled. How her lips moved when she talked. Her wavy dark brown hair that she curled around her finger when she was shy. She was so beautiful, and yet I could tell there was more to her. I wanted to get to know her, to know her story. My thoughts were interrupted by a well-known voice.

 

Maggie's p.o.v.

I was talking with Louis when I heard a familiar British voice,

"Hey guys, what’s...”

"Aaah!" Zayn yelled and covered my eyes, as I was about to turn around.

"Zayn! What is going on?"

 I demanded to know, but Louis answered my question,

"Hazza! Would you please put some clothes on, we have company!" He said strictly, almost yelling.

"Well no one told me!" Harry said sounding offended "fine, I'll go put on some trousers,"

"No you will not! You will put some CLOTHES on, meaning pants AND a shirt at least," Zayn said, still covering my eyes, I felt like a little child.

 "Fine!" I heard Harry mutter something more while walking away.

Finally Zayn removed his hand, and our eyes locked.

Staring in his brown orbs made it so easy to just forget everything and get lost in them. It was like I had lost my other sense, only having sight, noticing nothing but the look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry about that, Harry is still learning how to be comfortable in clothes," Zayn said jokingly and woke me from the daze I had been in.

I suddenly felt nervous, wondering if anyone else had noticed how I had been staring, but the three others were talking. I then wondered if Zayn had noticed, but he was just smiling, and I realized the stare probably only lasted a second though it felt much longer.

 

When Harry walked in again, he was fully clothed, and we were introduced to each other.

Something was off about him, though. Even if I didn't know Harry, I could tell he was nervous and a bit anxious, though he tried to hide it and act normal. He reminded me of how Zayn acted, when I asked about the hotel. I hoped I would get an explanation because I was getting very curious.

 "Should we get something to eat? I'm starving!" Niall exclaimed rubbing his stomach.

I looked at the clock and it was already 7.30 pm. I had been at the hotel for two hours, though it felt like a lot less.

"Where should we go?" Zayn asked, casually putting his arm around my shoulder, making my smile shyly.

"Do we have to go out? I vote for room service," Louis exclaimed

"But we're always cooked up in this room, I wanna go ooout!" Harry spoke this time

”We always end up arguing about where to go," Louis continued to protest.

"What a lame excuse, let's just gooo!"

"I am not going anywhere!"

"Nandos! Nandos! Nandos!"

"Shut up Niall, we went there yesterday!"

My head was spinning trying to keep up with all the boys chattering, acting like kids, when someone finally made it stop,

"Guys! Would you please just shut up?" Zayn exclaimed loudly, making them all shut their mouths, and look at him with wide eyes.

"Thank you! Now I think we should let our guest decide right?"

That took me by surprise, and I felt suddenly very aware of myself with five pair of eyes staring at me.

"You want me to go along?" I asked so low, it was more of a whisper.

"Well of course!" They replied in unison, looking at me like I was stupid.

"Um... Well, I don't really know, I would prefer everyone happy but I can see that's not possible. Why don't you guys just vote?" I suggested.

They looked at each other and shrugged, so I took that as a yes, since nobody was yelling in protest.

"All in favor of going out?"

Niall, Harry and Zayn raised their hands.

"Only if we're going to Nandos!" Niall exclaimed, but took his hand down again, when everyone said no.

"All in favor of room service?"

Louis, Liam and Niall (sticking his tongue out) raised their hand.

Harry just pouted and crossed his arms.

"Oh lighten up curly, we'll go out for breakfast tomorrow," Louis said playing with Harry's curls. So this was what people meant with Larry.

 

After dinner, which consisted of pretty much everything on the menu, I decided I had to get going, since it was almost 10pm.

Zayn was almost begging me to stay, and Louis now wanted to talk about shoes, but I promised to go out with them the next day.

Even though Zayn said he would take me home, I called a cab, but he did follow me outside.

"I had a really great day today," he said, taking my hand, and hypnotizing me with those gorgeous eyes.

"Yeah, it was great, you guys are really fun to hang out with," I managed to get out, without stuttering.

"I know they can be pretty overwhelming, but they really are the best. You're never bored around them, but they can be serious, if needed."

"I like them. You too, of course," I looked down blushing, "I mean I like all of you, you're not stuck up and arrogant. It's cool that you don't let fame change you like that."

By now my cab had pulled up to the curb, and I knew I had to say goodbye, even I didn't want to.

What was going on? I had just met him; I shouldn't be feeling like this.

"So we'll pick you up tomorrow around 11 am?"

"Yeah, sounds great, you have my number so you can text me," I answered, and was about to pull my hand away, but before I could he pulled it to his lips and kissed it ever so slightly.

"See you tomorrow babe," he said and winked before jogging in to his hotel.

I stood there, mesmerized by the touch of his lips, my hand buzzing with electricity. I was pulled back to the reality by the cab honking, so I hurried in and sank into the seat, after telling the driver my destination.

 

Zayn's p.o.v.

 

I walked in to the suite, only to find all the boys sitting as if waiting for me.

"What's going on here?" I asked suspiciously, eyeing every single one of them.

"She seems like a very nice girl, very pretty," Harry said but with hesitation.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked my tone harder then I meant it to be.

"What? I said she was nice...” Harry trailed off as I gave him a look. He sighed and continued, ”Fine. We're just worried about you mate. We don't want you to get hurt, you know considering what happened with Perrie and all."

Ah, Perrie, so that was what's nagging them. They had been acting strange lately, every time I even talked to a girl, but Perrie was a while ago now. Admitted, I had been somewhat broken, but only for like a month. We never really were that close, and when someone betrayed my trust like she did, I lost all feelings for them. I was ready for a new chapter, and I wanted it to involve Maggie.

"Look guys, I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine honestly," I assured them, adding a smile to prove my point.

 

* * * *

 

Maggie's p.o.v.

 

I was standing on the curb outside my hotel waiting for the boys and 10.55 am. It was another lovely day, and I felt the sun beating down on me.

I had spent one full hour choosing what to wear, what does one wear when you're spending a day with one direction? I finally settled on the first outfit I chose: casual blue jeans, thin black tank top and red Converse. It was casual, and suited anything they might choose for us to do.

At 11.05 a black van pulled up, and out came the boy with the beautiful brown eyes.

"Good morning babe, you all set to go?" Zayn said taking my hand, and helped me into the van.

"Morning! Yup I'm all ready, so where are we going?" I asked, as I was seated between Zayn and Niall, ignoring the fact that he had called me babe.

Louis turned from the driver’s seat and answered with a smirk,

”Paintballing!"

 

After one day I was sold! These boys were amazing, and paintballing had been awesome.

We were all dressed in white suits and protective glasses, and armed with guns loaded with paint. We didn't bother with teams or points, so it was all against all. We ran around shooting each other until I found Zayn, Niall and Louis hiding in a corner. Apparently Harry and Liam were very good shooters, so we ganged up on them and well... We crushed them! They were covered in paint splatters, but we were all messed up, so we went back to the boys’ hotel to clean up.

 

Luckily my clothes weren't dirty, because of the suit, so it wasn't a problem the rest of day. After going out to eat, we hanged out at the hotel again, and I absolutely loved these guys. They were hilarious, and clearly very good friends, they're different personalities complemented each other.

Zayn was serious and kind of quiet, but he could be really fun. Louis was just insane, and you never knew what to expect, but it was always hilarious and his smile could melt anyone. Harry was charming, and always up for fun, but had his serious moments, and in ways it was easy to see he was young and sensitive, though he came off as tough. Niall just had this happy go lucky thing going on for him, and he literally laughed almost all the time, it was quite amusing. Liam was fun like the rest, but also strict and responsible at times, even though not as much as I had thought.

One thing was clear: they loved to have fun!

 

That week I spent every day with the boys. We went go karting, bowling or just relaxing in a park or at a hotel. We even had a tour day, where they play tour guides for me, the tourist and we saw everything. Westminster Abbey, Buckingham Palace (all of us teasing the guards), Big Ben, Madame Tussauds.

 

Every day me and Zayn had our private moments, getting closer to each other. I suddenly found myself falling for him. Hard. But he was in a boy band, it was natural to adore him. I knew it would pass when we went separate ways. I just wanted to enjoy our time together.

 

Zayn’s p.o.v.

"Have you told her yet?" Liam asked me, while eating breakfast. I knew what he meant, but I didn't want to think about it. We were going on tour soon, and I hadn't told Maggie. Maybe she already knew, since she was a fun, but she could have forgot with all the things going on.

I replied a quick no, and went to my room.

I didn't want to leave her. I was growing really fond of her, and I wasn't ready to say goodbye. There had to be a solution to this. For the first time since Perrie, I really liked a girl, and I wasn't going to throw it away. Suddenly I had an idea, and luckily I heard Maggie just entering the suite.

 

Maggie's p.o.v.

"Hey guys, what's up?" I asked walking in to the suite casually, as if I hadn't just walked in to a famous boy band’s hotel suite.

The boys had obviously just finished breakfast and were chilling, but Harry and Zayn were missing.

Right then Zayn came from his room smiling,

”Hey babe, I have something to say..." Zayn was interrupted by the curly haired boy just stepping in,

”Guys we have a problem! I had a message waiting in reception and it was from her. She found me."

All the boys' eyes widened and their bodies were frozen.

"What? Who?" I questioned no one in particular.

Harry stepped up to me and looked me dead in the eye. With fear in his eyes he said,

”I have a stalker."

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