Frenemies for Hearts

-Daisy-

Living with the boys was more fun than I could ever have imagined. My job was surfing, and I worked hard at it all the time. The boys could do whatever they wanted every day, aside from shoots and interviews and all that.

I loved going to all those things with them. It was as if I was in a different world and the people around me were speaking a different language. In interviews, Louis was always funny, Harry always charming, Zayn always making his "Pretty Face" as the boys called it, at the camera, and so on.

Watching them perform was by far the best. The boys and I had gotten close. Liam had branded me his good luck charm, always giving me extra tickets to the shows to bring friends, and Louis always wanting me around backstage to crack jokes and have fun with.

Louis and I had a similar personality. We were both troublemakers who liked to goof around, but we worked hard when we needed to. Liam occasionally asked me a surfing question, and one time, I caught him watching one of the Youtube videos of me surfing another competition in Australia. Niall, of course, I was the most comfortable with. I could always count on him to be there when I had a bad dream or wanted someone to watch a movie with. Louis liked to joke that he was my boyfriend without the benefits. Zayn was always friendly, but he still seemed uncomfortable around me sometimes. Niall said that he was shy, but I felt kind of bad if I was the one making him feel that way. And Harry was endlessly flirty with me.

Before one of their shows, they were getting ready. I obviously never went into their dressing room, but suddenly the door opened to reveal Harry, half naked without a shirt, and smirking at the uncomfortable look on my face. "Hey, you should come in." he said. It took me a while to realize that he was talking about me going in to watch them change.

"Um, no."

"Come on. You know you want to." he said frankly, taking my hand. It was ridiculous.

"Actually no, I don't want to watch all of you change." I tried to sound sarcastic, but it came out in a weird way. I almost sounded like I wanted to. He pulled me close to his naked torso and I had a vivid flashback of the day we first met.

"Hey cut the sex will you?" Liam smirked from inside the room.

"Aw, shut up Liam. I was just tryin to get her to join the fun." Harry joked.

"Actually, I think I'll just wait out here, thanks." I tried to put as much END OF DISCUSSION into my voice as I could.

-Harry-

Normally, I loved watching fans scream for me from below me when I was on stage, but when Daisy was in the crowd, all I could do was stare at her, and sing to her, and try to get her to understand that the lyrics I was singing were about her.

We always got her front and center seating at all of the concerts. No one knew that we had any relation to her, so at every show, Louis would reach out and take her hand. It made the other girls go crazy. The best part was that she went along with it, making sexual faces at him as he sang to her.

I loved that I was getting close to her, but I wanted to get even closer, maybe into a relationship. It would mess up the whole band's relationship with her, but i didn't care. I cared too much about her to care about anything else.

-Zayn-

These days, I was going through life confused. I felt a hot sensation whenever I saw one of the lads even touching her. Liam throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carrying her around, or the way Louis held her hand when they crossed the road. I suppose it was okay if Niall hung around with her. I mean, of course it was. But sometimes I wanted to be the one who curled up beside her to watch a movie, and to be the one who gave her a kiss on the cheek when she was down.

And now she thought I was shy because I was too nervous just to be friends with her. All the boys loved her, did she think I didn't? I wasn't generally a shy person, especially around girls, but with Daisy, everything has changed.

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