How We Fell in Love

Peyton- A shy, timid girl falls for One Direction's Niall Horan.
Laila(Peytons sister)- A funny, flirty girl falls for One Direction's Harry Styles.
What happens when they get pulled part from the girls ex's?


3. Chapter 3

Zayn’s POV


We stood outside the hotel, expecting Louis to be there.


“Maybe he’s inside...?” I asked. Liam shook his head.


“Probably not, he didn’t go in the direction of the building in the first place.” He replied. I sighed and sat down on the step.


“Where the hell are you, Louis?” I whisper, watching my breath go out into the cold, the snow falling down on top of it as I gazed up. I decided to text him.


‘Hey Lou, where are you?’ I sent it. It was probably an hour before I got a text back.

‘On my way to the hotel.’


‘Okay, see you soon.’ I walked back to the boys,


“He’s on his way,” They all nod.


Niall looked like he was thinking... or was constipated.


“Hey, Niall? You okay?” He didn’t answer me. He sighed and looked up.


“What the hell just happened?” He muttered.


“Between you and Lou?” I asked. He nodded slightly. “Niall, it wasn’t your fault for starting the fight, it was Louis’s. He was being uptight and you wanted to know. That wasn’t any reason to come out and try to hurt you.” He sighed again and turned to face me.


“Still,” He started to walk away. I gazed after him. I shook my head and walked to the boys.


“That fight still bothering him?” Harry asks, I nod. He rolled his eyes.


“Louis had no business doing that, he was just wandering! He was worried for god sakes!” He yelled.


“I know, but something got him upset about that girl, I think.” I reply. Liam raises an eyebrow.


“What do you mean?”


“I mean that they both might fancy her!” I hiss. Harry shook his head.


“Niall said he did, but Louis? I thought he didn’t see her.” I nodded again.


“He said he might have caught a glimpse, he wasn’t sure.” Liam retorted. I sighed.


“We might never know guys.” I said, Harry turned his attention to the ground, I saw the puzzled look he always pulls when he’s thinking. I looked up at Liam and he shrugged as if to say: ‘I got nothing.’ Harry lifts his head up. I jumped back a bit and got nailed in the leg. We both stood there, he rubbed his head and I held my sore knee.


“You have a hard head!” He rolled his eyes at my comment.


“Well! I have an idea!” He yelled. “we should ask him...DUH” I smacked him upside the head.


“Really, Harry?” I glare. He shrugged.


“It might work.” I sighed.


“I guess you're right.” Liam says, I nod. When he gets here ask him...if he runs...tackle him..




Peyton’s POV


I waited for my sister to come out of that stupid shop. What’s so fun about buying purple lipstick? BORING! I watched her talk with a cute boy cashier and rolled my eyes. Well, she’ll be in they're for awhile. I decided to stand up and walk away for a moment. I kept my eyes on the ground, the cold was too much for me. I didn’t see where I was going until it was too late. I walked into something, or someone. I lifted my head to see myself on the ground, a boy laid out in front of my feet.


“Oh my god!” I scream. I rush to stand and end up crawling over to him. He stared wide eyed at me once he got his surroundings back.


“You...” He whispers. I raise an eyebrow and apologize. He shakes his head. “no need to say sorry, I was looking for you.” I became creeped out and stood up.


“ARE YOU STALKING ME!?” I screeched. He flinched, and shakes his head again.


“No, I want to know your name...I’m Louis Tomlinson.” My eyes slowly started to widen..




“Hello?” His hand went in front of my eyes. I smiled slightly and blushed.


“I-I’m Peyton W-winters.” I push my hands deep into my leather coats pockets and look down at the ground.


“Well, Peyton.” He says. I looked up a little bit. “it was very nice to meet such a beautiful girl like you,” He winked at my upturned face. I blush and hide my face in my gloves.


“PEYTON!” I hear my sister yell, my head swivels a full 90 degrees to face her.


“Oh! This is my sister, Laila.” I point to my older sister. We were two years apart.


“Laila, this is Louis.” I point to him.

“Oh hi.. WHAT?!?! LOUIS TOMLINSON!?!” She runs and knocks him over then gives him a hug.

“Don’t hurt him!” I yelled and laugh. She glared at me.


“I’M NOT GOING TO!!” She screamed. I rolled my eyes and slapped her playfully. I can’t believe I just met Louis freaking Tomlinson!! Fangirl!!!


“So, where are the rest of the boys?” I try not to squeal.


“Oh they are at the hotel, do you want to come?” He asks, we look at each other and scream.


“YES!!” He chuckles.

“Okay, let’s go.”


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