A New Life

Georgina’s POV

Having the guys over to my house was not my idea of fun. I didn’t want them there especially Zayn and Harry. I wanted both. Harry was dangerous, everything I didn’t need but wanted. Zayn was mysterious but kind, easy, I felt more comfortable around him than anyone else. Naturally, I felt like Zayn was the right answer, but something always lead me back to Harold. After my interaction with Harry in the car I jumped out as quickly as I could in the driveway. The house in Montana was spectacular. My late parent’s pride and joy. A mile away was a beautiful lake to swim in in the winter, or skate on in this time of year. The house was three stories with a smaller indoor pool. There was a on the highest deck which looked over the mountains and glaciers.



When the boys got in they quickly threw their stuff down.



“Georgie, darling?” Niall came up behind me and bear hugged me.



“Yes Niall?”


“I am starving.” He looked at me pleading.



“All right I whip something up.” I got some of the stuff out of the fridge and began to make some steak tacos. I had Niall help me with the tortillas and salad, there was less danger of him trying to sneak food with those kinds of munchies.



“Do you need any help darling?” I nodded and Liam began setting the table.



“You know this house would be great to party, we met some pretty girl’s on the slopes? Maybe a little kick back tomorrow night?” I couldn’t resist Niall pleading.


“Fine”




“Fuck Yes!” Louis screamed.



After dinner Zayn insisted on helping me with the dishes, Harry was watching the whole time and every time Zayn made me laugh or leaned over at me Harry would roll his eyes. I kinda enjoyed the attention as bad as it seemed Sometimes I would lean into Zayn or whisper in his ear.



After dinner the clan decided it would be best to set us a campfire in our pit by the hot tub. Liam and Louis tried to make the fire while Niall searched for some type of dessert.



“Georgie can we make his party a little more fun? Niall had found the tequila. I smiled.



“I see you found the liquor cabinet, it’s extensive but let me try and find my brother’s and my old stash.” There was a ladder leading to an open loft. I sifted through one of the closets till I found what I was looking for.



“No offense George but my idea of fun does not involve a board game.” Harry looked down at Monopoly box I was holding.



“Just you wait.” I opened the box and inside was another small one with several baggies of nice ass kush. In another baggy was a set of rolling papers.



“Anyone down for a splif?” After a few shots we decided on a hot tub party. The hot tub party was fantastic. I did not care about Zayn or Harry, or anything I just ripped of the clothes I thought unnecessary. After several shots of tequila and several hits I was feeling fine. I could feel Harry’s eyes boring into my body, clad in a soaking tank top and underwear. Zayn was doing the same from another side. Meanwhile Niall and I were having Smoke blowing competitions.



“Lets play a game.” I laughed at Liam for no reason.



“I like games.” Louis looked at me and we both burst out laughing.



“Never have I ever had anal.” Niall said.



I laughed. “Shut the fuck up virgin.” Harry replied.



I could feel myself sinking in the warm water. The bubbles were prickling my skin in the most glorious way. I looked to my left at Zayn. He was so beautiful. I leaned towards him and whispered nonsense in his ear. He laughed and pulled me closer to him. I could feel his hand creeping onto my back pulling me into him but I was too distracted by the lovely bubble in the hot tub. I giggled again and told him about the bubbles and leaned into his broad shoulders. There was fuzz from snowflakes on his eyelashes.



“I’m too hot!” I declared and stumbled out of the hot tub. I could feel myself slipping against the side of the tub and onto the wet snow. I made my way back inside stumbling ever so slightly I kept walking to the basement of the house and dipped my toe in the side of the indoor pool. I could feel myself start to tip in, I caught myself and brought my hand to my lace tank top and take it off with nothing left under but a small thin black lace bra. I let myself wade slowly into the shallow edge of the pool and turned around.



“I know you want to kiss me!” I knew Harry was following me before I turned around to see his face. He smiled at me and locked the door.

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