My 5 Best Friends (One Direction Fanfic)

Lucys been best friends with Liam Payne since the age of six and has been with him every step of the way of his successful career. However, with an ex who won't seem to leave her alone and mixed emotions towards Liams fellow band mates, will her life ever be normal?


9. The Movie Marathon

Nialls POV

A loud thumping sound coming from the room next door, Zayns room to be exact, majority of the night, making it very hard for me to get any sleep. This morning, I saw Perrie and Zayn emerging from the room with major sex hair. Well, that explains.

I stumbled downstairs in the search of food and found Lucy to be on the same mission in the kitchen. I stood and stared at her for a moment as she looked like she was on a scavenger hunt for something particular. "Got it!" she said as she pulled out MY secret stash of chocolate biscuits from the cupboard. It had now been exactly a month since she received the news about Amelia and she's almost back to her usual self. She's eating like a pig, going out with friends and attending all our concerts and interviews. It seems as though her loss has caused her to become more closer to us boys. Yeah, we were close before but now it's just a case of her being with us 24/7 which none of us mind at all. 

"Oii, those are mine!" I whined as Liam to the room.

"Stop complaining Niall" he plainly said in a very sleepy voice. Since Amelia passed away, he appears to be even more protective of Lucy than he was before, I think he worries about her, that's all. 

"Mwahahaha" Lucy laughed evilly as she ran into the living room with MY cookies and jumped down on the sofa next to Harry.

Lucys POV

"Hello love" Harry said in his deep morning voice which was definitely a turn on. I know, I know. I'm a horrible person. I should be mourning after the death of Amelia and look at me, falling head-over-heels in love. 

After I received the news last month, I didn't think I'd get through it. I thought that I was going to never be able to face people again or ever be, well, happy. Harry helped me through it though. Every single step of the way and he was there. He stood up for me when it came to the press, he attended to my needs all the time and I had lots of heart-to-hearts with him when times were getting rough. Never once has he left me when I was feeling down since that horrific day of receiving the news, even if it meant missing going out with the boys for the day. 

"Hello" I replied back to him. 

"So, I was wondering if you got any plans today?" He asked.

"Erm... I don't think so..." I trailed off.

"Oh, it's just that I was wondering if you wanted to have a movie marathon with me today?" 

"Yeah! What genre of movies though?"

"Horror, of course!" he answered.

"Ok!" I said, smiling at him from ear-to-ear. He returned the smile with his perfect teeth and gorgeous lips looking not that far from perfection. 

"Put on the first movie then" I said, indicating for him to place a movie in the DVD player.

*5 hours later*

We were now on the 3rd horror movie of the day. I had my head laid on Harrys bare chest, with his muscular arms wrapped around me. Zayn and Perrie had gone out for the day while Liam, Louis and Niall had gone shopping and to Nandos (Nialls choice of course), meaning me and Harry were home alone. 

Harry looked down at me with his beautiful green eyes looking deeply into mine. 

"Lucy, I need to tell you something."

"Ok" I said with a gulp.

"I love you" he blurted out. My eyes widened at this and he shook his head.

"I didn't mean to say it like that but well, uh, for the last three years, what I'm trying to say is, I have always liked you in a manner that is more than just being friends. Lucy, you don't understand how long I've been wanting to tell you this and I know this is all really sudden-" I stopped his rambling by moving my face much closer to his. We were mere millimeters away until we filled the gap between our lips. It was a slow, passionate kiss which made it feel as if fireworks were exploding on my lips. I know this sounds proper cheesy but it was magical. My first kiss with Harry was so perfect, the sort of kiss that turns your knees to jelly. As we pulled away, we stared intently into each others eyes for a moment until I said, "I don't need an explanation, the first three words you said were enough." 

Again, he pulled me closer to him, kissing my lips passionately, his tongue asking for permission which I immediately granted. Before we knew it, our kisses before full of more power and lust until we came up for breath about half an hour later. I examined our position, my legs were straddled around his waist with one of my hands in his curls and another around his neck. He had one of his hands supporting my bum and the other placed firmly on my back. What we thought was going to be one first kiss, had turned into a snog, which then turned into a full on make-out session. 

"I promise you, I mean it when I say I love you" Harry whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. 

"I know you do" I whispered back to him.

Suddenly, we heard keys turning in the front door lock as I jumped down on the sofa into a more appropriate position and we both pretended to be intently watching the film, oblivious to the fact that it'd finished half an hour ago and was now replaying itself. 

"Hey guys!" Louis said in the gayest voice he would muster. 

"We were going to bring you guys back some Nandos but Niall ate most of it on the way home" Liam said in an annoyed voice.

"Sorry" Niall said in a cute voice, with an adorable smile added. 

"That's ok, I'll go and pick up some Chinese from the take-away place for me and Lucy."

"I'll come!" I said before realizing that sounded a bit obvious so adding "because I don't want you to get me the wrong dishes". 

"I'll just go get dressed" he said looking down at his current outfit, a pair of jogging bottoms and no shirt. 

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea" Liam said in a very sarcastic voice. God, that boy was grumpy today, he woke up on the wrong side of life by the sounds of it!

10 minutes later and we already on the way to the Chinese shop before Harry turned down an unfamiliar lane. 

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"Well, I would think that you were missing my lips and we need to be somewhere private so.." he answered, trailing off at the end.

"I like your thinking Styles" I attempted to say in my sexiest voice.


"We should really get going" I said into Harrys lips as he let out a moan. 

"Just 5 more minutes!" he begged.

"We've been gone for 20 minutes already and haven't even got the Chinese yet, they'll get suspicious."

"Fine." He said, letting go of me and turning to face the steering wheel as I tried to sit back down in my seat.

The rest of the evening passed smoothly. None of the other boys were suspicious although Perrie was giving me knowing looks. Oh crap. She better not say anything!

As I was lying in bed that night I started to think to myself. I love Harry. Harry loves me. I couldn't be any happier if I tried! And with that thought, I feel into a deep sleep.

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