Rose has been quiet all her life. She has a mysterious past that has something to do with everyone to hate her. But what happens when five new boys move into town and starts to take an interest in her?


5. With a New Home, Comes a New Family

We got in the car, but it was too small to fit all six of us, so I had to sit on Zayn. The boys actually had to play Rock, Paper, Scissors so that they wouldn't get into a fist fight over who I would sit on. Probably because none of them wanted to be that close to me.

"We're here, time to pack Rose," Liam said from the driver's seat when we arrived at my house.

We all got out of the car, and I slowly approached my front door. I crouched down and took the extra key out from under the Welcome mat.

We all walked inside, and I saw that there was still dried up blood on the floor from my 'little freak out' the night before. I went into the kitchen, and grabbed a piece of paper and pen.

'Can you guys go start packing my stuff? My room is in the basement, just DON'T TOUCH THE TOP DRAWER,' I wrote, and showed it to the boys.

They took a second to read it, and I saw Harry smile evilly out of the corner of my eye. He better not be thinking what I think he's thinking.

"Okay, come on boys," Louis said once they all finished reading, and they all walked downstairs.

I grabbed a paper towel and wet it down, then cleaned the blood off the floor. Once I finished, I walked down the stairs, and found the boys in my room, with the top drawer of my dresser wide open. I looked around, and saw Harry holding up a pair of my underwear. When he saw me, the smile on his face disappeared, and he froze. I walked up, snatched the underwear from his hands, and put it back in the drawer.

I still don't completely trust these guys, so I didn't say anything out loud. I walked over to Niall, who I knew I could trust.

"Tell them that if any of you ever do anything like that I will kick your arse all the way to next month," I whispered in his ear.

He repeated what I said to the boys, and they all looked scared while I laughed evilly.

We finished packing, and Zayn carried my bag upstairs. We piled into the car, and I sat on Niall this time. We arrived at the boys' house, and I brang the little things (A.N. don't worry I'm thinking the same thing ;D ) I had inside.

The boys showed me to my new room, and left me alone to unpack. When I finished, I started to walk back downstairs to the boys.

“Why will Rose only talk to you?” I heard Zayn ask when I was halfway down. I stopped to listen.

“Because I proved to her that she could trust me,” Niall said.

“What the hell, dude, you know that the rest of us like her,” Harry said, raising his voice a little bit.

“Don’t raise your voice, she might here us, and I know she doesn’t like it when people yell. Niall isn’t the only one she talked to,” Liam said.

At this point, I poked my head out from behind the wall, and saw the boys standing in the middle of the living room.

“Oh, hey Rose,” Liam said when he saw me. I waved, and plopped down on the couch. The boys joined me, but there wasn’t room for Zayn. I got up, and patted the place where I had been sitting.

“No, that’s ok, I’ll stand,” he replied. I shook my head, and patted the seat again. He sighed, and gave in. After he sat down, I snatched the remote from the coffee table, and sat on his lap, clicking on the television.

He cradled me in his arms for the next few hours as we watched the Adventure Time marathon that was going on at the moment. I fell asleep in the middle of an episode, and when I woke up I was lying down with someone behind me, who I was pretty sure was Zayn. I turned my head as far as I could, and sure enough, he was spooning with me. It felt kind of right, and I never wanted to leave. I closed my eyes again, and fell into a deep, warm sleep.

~ ~ ~

I woke up the next morning to someone poking my nose.

“Wake up, sleepy head, time for school,” Harry said, and I found myself surrounded by the boys, not including Zayn who I was still wrapped up in.

“Do I have to?” I asked, not thinking. I covered my mouth, and waited for their reaction.

“It’s ok, you can talk around us, we’re like a family now,” Louis reassured me.

"Ugh, good. I don't want to get up," I replied. I rolled over, and saw that Zayn was awake, but didn't care, and I buried my face into his chest.

"Yeah, you guys go ahead, we'll get up tomorrow," Zayn mumbled, and I noticed that he had a really deep, and kind of sexy, morning voice.

"Nope," Harry replied, popping the 'p'.

"Fine," Zayn said, and tried to get up, but I tightened my grip around him so that he couldn't.

"Can't, she won't let me," Zayn said, lying down again and wrapping his arms around me.

"Come on, guys, you have to get up now or else we'll be late," Liam said.

I felt Zayn get up, bringing me with him. He arranged me in his arms, and carried me bridal style up the stairs to my new room. I clung to him as he picked out some clothing out of my drawers.

"Ok, go get dressed, I'll meet you out there in a minute," Zayn said, setting me on the floor, feet first.

He left the room, and I held the clothing he had picked out in my hands. It was a hot pink tank top with a ripped-up looking back and a pair of dark wash skinny jeans. Why do I even have these?

I put on the clothing, and picked out a few bracelets to cover the scars on my wrist.

I grabbed my makeup bag, and found the bathroom just outside my room. I curled my eyelashes, put on mascara, and put on some pink lip gloss. I practically stumbled down the stairs, still half-asleep. When I made it to the boys, I practically stumbled into someone's arms. I don't know who, since my eyes were closed, but they lifted me up bridal style and sat down at what I'm pretty sure was the dining table.

"Someone's tired," I heard the person holding me say, and I'm pretty sure it was Zayn.

I looked up at him to make sure, and  found his face inches from mine.

I don't know if it was what happened last night, or if I was just caught up in the moment, but I had the urge to kiss him. I don't know what it was, but I just felt like we should be together.

I glanced from his eyes to his lips several times. We leaned in a little closer, and soon Zayn closed the distance between us.

Our lips molded together and moved together in perfect harmony. I never wanted this moment to end.

"Oi! Get in the- woah, sorry," Louis said, walking into the room. We pulled apart, and I blushed as Louis turned around and walked out.

"Let's go before he has a chance to tell them," Zayn said, and we got up and walked out to the car.

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