Collateral Damage

i nearly almost ruined dinner, the though of becoming a make-up artist nagged at my thoughts. Sure, this was an amazing opportunity... But I'm only 18. Was I ready for such commitment? Was I ready just drop everything when the boy went on tour... IF they ever go on tour? There will be a point in time when Simon will no longer need my dad, then what? I'm not sure if I'm cut out to be a makeup artist so young. After Niall told me the news, I told him I'd think about it then I'd call him back with a definite answer. This was harder then election day. Shit, i haven't even told my dad my thoughts on becoming a makeup artist. I wonder what he would think. I doubt he'll be upset... Surprised maybe, but not upset. He wanted what was best for me, and maybe this job would be what's best for me. I would be working with all five of my friends, and by working, I meant I'd be working ON. They would be my sculptures. The thought made me chuckled and I quickly took the garlic bread out of the oven. It was a perfect golden brown and smelt amazing. My stomach rumbled and O frowned, secretly hurrying up the boys in my head. If they didn't hurry up... There may be a problem, such as no food. We all know how Niall gets if he doesn't have his food. A mocking shiver passed through my body and I continued making dinner with a smile plastered on my face.

-Harry-

My stomach erupted with a large tingling feeling as we all piled into Simons huge Toyota. Me getting front, and the rest riding back. Niall looked like he was gonna cry from the amount of bodies pressing up against him, a small laugh fell from my lips. Everyone looked pissed, Louis had his chin on his hand, a frown formed on his face while he stared out the window. Liam had his arm's crossed and he had the death glare staring down at the ground. Niall looked squished and he took deep breaths. Zayn was typing away on his phone, his fingers moving rapidly like he was in a heated conversation. "How are you all?" I mocked them with the fact I got shot-gun.

Louis and Liam shot me their death glare "Fuck off Harold." Lou growled and continued staring out the window.

"Oh, using my whole name yeah? Someone's not happy." I bit my lip to hide my laugh.

"So help me Harry, if you don't turn around my foot is gonna get a one way ticket up your ass!"

"Don't." Liam muttered "you'll loose a shoe."

I now laughed and turned around, deciding not to pester them anymore. When Liam starts insulting people you know its time to stop. As Simon joined us in the car, a ringtone echoed through the vehicle and I turned around to see Niall's cracked Iphone lighting up in his hand. "Hello?" He answered. A smile formed on his face and I was desperate to know who he was talking to. Even though there was no sound, I couldn't understand anything the other line was saying. "Really?!... Okay!... No, no... We're on our way now... Yup, all of us are here... There had better be!... Okay, alright see you soon love." Then he hung up the phone.

"Was that Chloe?" Simon asked while looking at Niall through the rear view mirror.

"Yup." Niall said, popping the 'p'

"What did she say about the job?" I asked, maybe a little too eagerly.

"She said she was in." He smiled bigger if that was even possible.

"No shit Sherlock. Did you expect any less?" Louis asked with a hint of attitude.

I laughed "Lou, stop PMSing. Do you need tampon?"

Louis growled and tried to fling himself at me but Liam grabbed a hold of him "Let me go! I'm gonna kill em!"

"Calm down!" Simon ordered in the drivers seat. "There will be no killing in my car... I don't wanna have to clean up the blood."

I sat back in my seat and smiled. I was gonna be close to Chloe now, working with her, her face so close to mine, I could kiss her. The thought nearly made me jump with joy. I don't understand what this girl is doing to me. I have never felt this way about anyone before. Sure, I've had little crushes and all... But none of them had this effect on me. The feeling of joy when around her, the physical pain when not around her, the need to touch her to make sure she's real. God. This was foreign to me, and I'd lying if I said it didn't scare me in some shape or form. Hell, even her flaws seemed perfect! When she first met us, her clothing confused me. A baggy hoody and shorts? Either your cold or your not. Did everyone at the States dress like that or what it just her? I have no clue. She was so beautiful, I found myself wanting to know everything about her. Her smile was so damn enticing, even with her dimples. Now I finally got why dimples were so attractive, and her eyes looked innocent. A silvery blue, line with long eyelashes. Her lips, a raspberry color and my mind wondered to wanting to miss them. Dammit! What is she doing to me!? Suddenly a hand waved in front of my face catching me off guard. I snapped out of my thoughts and refocused my vision to see Liam leaning over the console to look at me. "What?"

"We're here mate." He informed me and hopped out.

My eyes scanned the area from inside the car before stepping out to join them. The chilly wind nipped at my face and I huddled deeper into my jacket. We all followed Simon up the steps to their flat before Liam knocked on the door in a rhythmic pattern. Almost instantly we were greeted by a smiling Chloe, obviously happy by our appearance. She had changed into different clothing since earlier today. Her shorts and tannish shirt were replaced by a dark violet summer dress. Again her attire confused me, did she not get the term "winter"? A pair of black flats adorned her feet, and I noticed a expensive looking ankle bracelet circled around the bottom on her leg. "Hey." She greeted "Uh, you can come in." She flushed out of embarrassment and stepped aside so we could join her inside her flat. I noticed her giving out hugs to each of us as we stepped inside and I patiently waited for my turn. When it came, she smiled at me and wrapped her tiny arms around my waist, while my larger ones nearly engulfed her. I rested my chin on the top of her head, feeling her hair tickling my face. She smelt amazing, like a mix of cherries and honey. With a mix of maybe gummy bears? I had no idea, but all I knew was she smelt heavenly. She pulled away all to quickly and I couldn't help the frown downing my features.

"You look beautiful, Chloe." Simon gave her the compliment along with an award winning smile.

She giggled "Thanks!" Then she spun around, the dress flowing around her, slowly lifting itself up from the air. I could have sworn if she was to spin anymore, the air would have whooshed her dress right up, showing off her underwear. "It was my moms."

Niall cleared his throat and I knew everyone was gawking at her like I was just doing "Why-uh-why did you change?" Niall regained his composer.

"My dad made me." She frowned and crossed her arms. "We have guests coming, he says. Dress nice, he says. Sometimes I think he makes me dress up for his own sick pleasure." A frown curved at her lips and I noticed how pink they were, it made me wonder if she was wearing lipgloss or lipstick.

Just as she said that, the stairs pounded as feet came rushing down. Mr. Nelson was at the bottom of the stairs in a fancy looking dress suit "I apologize. I was in desperate need of a shower, hope I didn't keep you waiting long." He gave Chloe a worried look and she rolled her eyes.

"Nope. We've just been talking to Chloe." Simon assured him with a nod and smile.

"Thank god." I heard him breath out.

"Alright. Since I cook dinner you set the table and I'll bring out the food." Mr. Nelsons daughter told him with a flash of a toothy smile, then skipped away into the kitchen.

Notes

Sorry, its been a little while since I updated. I've been hella busy lol. But here yah go! Hope it was good! Comment your thought pleeeeaaasssseeee!!

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