Fate don't fall short this time
Chapter Seven - Meet the boys
~ Niall’s POV ~
“Lou, she’s pretty. “ I said through gritted teeth.
“Don’t. Harry seems to be protective over her. Something I’ve never seen. So, just don’t.” Lou said talking with his hands. I pulled out my phone to text Liam. If I thought she was pretty so would they. Lou is bias. Not everyone can have a girlfriend.
TO: Liam
Niall
He brought her home. She’s staying with us. Her name is Danielle. He’s right she was beaten pretty badly she has a bandage on her forehead and a bruise on her neck and a cast. Not sure about why she has the cast. She’s also pretty. Like real pretty. Oh. Also buy an iced chai tea latte.
Liam
Will do see you soon.
~ Harry’s POV ~
As we were walking through the hall for her to meet Liam and Zayn I was worried. What if one of the boys takes interest in her? I’m think I… No, I can’t. But I do. Do I like her? I proceeded with her hand in mine.
“Boys, this is Danielle…” I said pushing her in front of me.
“Danielle who?”
“Diageli.” She said sweetly reaching her non-broken hand to shake Liam’s. I saw it in his eyes. I saw him check her out. Back the fuck off. I thought as I shot him a glare.
“I guess. You really don’t know that much about me do you? And I only know what I’ve read… So, we should get to know each other.” She said making her way among the five of us. Zayn nodded as he sat down the coffee.
“Is this yours?” Liam said handing her the coffee she ordered.
“Why yes it is! Thank you very much.” She said flashing another slight smile. The same one I had received. She grabbed it and sat down next to me. She sat down rather close.
“Since this was your idea, love you go on ahead.” I said flashing her a cheeky smile. She smiled back.
“Of course… Well my name is Danielle Christina Diageli. I like to go by Dani. I am a fashion student at Kent State University, but I am attending the New York Studio. I moved here from Ohio. I used to dance competitively. Which means I danced like against others for awards. I’m nineteen. I have a broken wrist due to a psycho ex-boyfriend named Sawyer and that’s why I’m here in your apartment.” She said trying to make light of the situation. I put my hand on her knee trying to comfort her and she quickly crossed her legs. The boys followed suit; all stating typical facts. After everyone was finished all of our phones went off at the same time. Louis was the first to read his.
“It says we have to do a Twitcam and Harry needs to explain the girl.” All eyes shot at me.
“What? What do I say?” I said looked around at them.
“Well, is she your girlfriend?” Liam asked knowing the answer. Danielle choked on her drink as Liam asked.
“No…Can we say a family friend who needed help?”
“Better tell Anne, so she doesn’t wig out.” Zayn said messing with my hair as he passed. I pulled out my phone and texted my mum telling her what had happened. She of course agreed to keep it between us two. I looked up to see Danielle was gone. I quickly got up and took quick strides toward my room to see she was changing.
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry. I got worried.” I said quickly covering my eyes.
She has such tanned skin.
“It’s alright, Harry. I’m not too shy with my body. All of those years of dancing you have to change in front of many people at the drop of a hat.” She said as she fixed her low cut shirt and poked me in the stomach. She’s being flirtatious.
“I just needed to change. I hate the clothes Avery gives me when I’m at the hospital.”
She looked perfectly fine. Even with that large bandage on her head.
“Oh, Danielle would you mind if we changed your bandage? I have the stuff in this bag… Right here.” I said pulling it out of the rummage.
“Sure. Why don’t you call me Dani?” I shrugged my shoulders and began to take off the bandage. She stiffened. I ripped off a new piece of gauze and put antibacterial gel on it. I placed the bandage on the top of her forehead where her hairline began. She again stiffened. She must be sore from the stitches. She looked up at me. Her eyes are such a dark brown they almost seem black. But they’re so lovely.
“Why do you call me Danielle?” She asked again.
“I believe it suits a beautiful girl like you.” I said kissing the center of her forehead.
“Lou, she’s pretty. “ I said through gritted teeth.
“Don’t. Harry seems to be protective over her. Something I’ve never seen. So, just don’t.” Lou said talking with his hands. I pulled out my phone to text Liam. If I thought she was pretty so would they. Lou is bias. Not everyone can have a girlfriend.
TO: Liam
Niall
He brought her home. She’s staying with us. Her name is Danielle. He’s right she was beaten pretty badly she has a bandage on her forehead and a bruise on her neck and a cast. Not sure about why she has the cast. She’s also pretty. Like real pretty. Oh. Also buy an iced chai tea latte.
Liam
Will do see you soon.
~ Harry’s POV ~
As we were walking through the hall for her to meet Liam and Zayn I was worried. What if one of the boys takes interest in her? I’m think I… No, I can’t. But I do. Do I like her? I proceeded with her hand in mine.
“Boys, this is Danielle…” I said pushing her in front of me.
“Danielle who?”
“Diageli.” She said sweetly reaching her non-broken hand to shake Liam’s. I saw it in his eyes. I saw him check her out. Back the fuck off. I thought as I shot him a glare.
“I guess. You really don’t know that much about me do you? And I only know what I’ve read… So, we should get to know each other.” She said making her way among the five of us. Zayn nodded as he sat down the coffee.
“Is this yours?” Liam said handing her the coffee she ordered.
“Why yes it is! Thank you very much.” She said flashing another slight smile. The same one I had received. She grabbed it and sat down next to me. She sat down rather close.
“Since this was your idea, love you go on ahead.” I said flashing her a cheeky smile. She smiled back.
“Of course… Well my name is Danielle Christina Diageli. I like to go by Dani. I am a fashion student at Kent State University, but I am attending the New York Studio. I moved here from Ohio. I used to dance competitively. Which means I danced like against others for awards. I’m nineteen. I have a broken wrist due to a psycho ex-boyfriend named Sawyer and that’s why I’m here in your apartment.” She said trying to make light of the situation. I put my hand on her knee trying to comfort her and she quickly crossed her legs. The boys followed suit; all stating typical facts. After everyone was finished all of our phones went off at the same time. Louis was the first to read his.
“It says we have to do a Twitcam and Harry needs to explain the girl.” All eyes shot at me.
“What? What do I say?” I said looked around at them.
“Well, is she your girlfriend?” Liam asked knowing the answer. Danielle choked on her drink as Liam asked.
“No…Can we say a family friend who needed help?”
“Better tell Anne, so she doesn’t wig out.” Zayn said messing with my hair as he passed. I pulled out my phone and texted my mum telling her what had happened. She of course agreed to keep it between us two. I looked up to see Danielle was gone. I quickly got up and took quick strides toward my room to see she was changing.
“Oh, shit. I’m sorry. I got worried.” I said quickly covering my eyes.
She has such tanned skin.
“It’s alright, Harry. I’m not too shy with my body. All of those years of dancing you have to change in front of many people at the drop of a hat.” She said as she fixed her low cut shirt and poked me in the stomach. She’s being flirtatious.
“I just needed to change. I hate the clothes Avery gives me when I’m at the hospital.”
She looked perfectly fine. Even with that large bandage on her head.
“Oh, Danielle would you mind if we changed your bandage? I have the stuff in this bag… Right here.” I said pulling it out of the rummage.
“Sure. Why don’t you call me Dani?” I shrugged my shoulders and began to take off the bandage. She stiffened. I ripped off a new piece of gauze and put antibacterial gel on it. I placed the bandage on the top of her forehead where her hairline began. She again stiffened. She must be sore from the stitches. She looked up at me. Her eyes are such a dark brown they almost seem black. But they’re so lovely.
“Why do you call me Danielle?” She asked again.
“I believe it suits a beautiful girl like you.” I said kissing the center of her forehead.
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12/24/13