“C’mon, Avery!” Claire pipes up, grabbing hold of my wrist as she drags me through the many hoards of people standing around in the arrival area of the Los Angeles International Airport. We were standing here waiting to pick up Niall and the boys. The girl who stood beside me that I called my best friend was so anxious she was practically going crazy.

Next thing I know, the girl who I call my best friend is racing forward to embrace a boy, I was presuming to be Niall. That boy is practically all she talks about nonstop. It got annoying a lot, it really does. I love her but the girl was absolutely crazy when it came to her love life. All the girl talked about most of the time was him. It was always about Niall, Niall this, Niall that. It was quite annoying if you ask me.

I was actually quite jealous of her relationship. It is pretty sad how I am nineteen and have never had a boyfriend before. Practically all the friends I’ve had over the years have had numerous boyfriends. Then, there was me, the girl who has never had a boyfriend before. I have always been single and I wanted a change. I needed a change. Thankfully, since its summer, I had all the time in the world. Hopefully, I’ll meet someone.

All I wanted was for someone to love me. Why is that so hard? Everyone around me has someone, unlike me. I want to be deeply loved by someone and have someone call me theirs. I have wanted to find love all my life ever since I was younger at the age of twelve. Maybe this could be my time to find someone. I’m a real big believer in true love and fate. I also have a feeling there is someone out there for everyone, including me.

“Avery! You there?! You were zoned out for a couple minutes there, you alright?” I look up to be met by Claire staring at me along with another pair of eyes, ocean blue ones, which belonged to Niall. I had no idea how long I zoned out for.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just thinking,” I reply to her.

“Like I said before but you weren’t listening, this is Niall, my boyfriend,” she says with a wide smile as she leans her head on his shoulder.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Avery,” I tell him politely with a smile.

“I’m Niall, glad to finally met my girlfriend’s best friend, heard a lot ‘bout you from Claire here,” he says in his accent. It sounded different from Claire’s British accent, Irish if I’m correct? I feel my cheeks heat up as he mentions that he’s heard a lot about me from Claire.

“Really, Claire?” I question with a slight laugh.

“Yeah, I like to tell him what you’re like,” she replies as he leans down and kisses her on the temple. I couldn’t help but smile at them, they were super cute, I had to admit. His hair was styled up in a coif and he wore a snapback.

“Where are the other guys, babe?” Claire asks the boy who stood beside her.

“Who knows, how ‘bout we go look for ‘em, I’m sure their ‘round here somewhere,” he says looking at her before looking over at me.

“C’mon Avery! You aren’t going to wait here by yourself, are you?” Claire asks looking at me, her eyes wide with curiosity as Niall held her close, his arm wrapped around her resting on her side.

“No, I’ll follow,” I tell her, honestly. She nods as her and Niall begin to walk off and I trailed behind so we could find his other band mates. After heading over to baggage claim, we finally spot them, well Niall does.

“Lads, what are you doing?!” Niall calls out to four boys who look our way. They begin to head our way bags in hand.

“Claire! You look great, how are you, love?” a boy with messy light brown hair and blue eyes comes forward and pulls her into a hug.

“Hey Lou, I’m great now that I have my man with me and my best friends for the entire summer,” she tells him once they pull away from the hug.

“And who might this lovely lass be?” he says, eyeing me, a grin on his face.

“Lads, this is my best mate, Avery,” she introduces me to the guys.

One by one, they come up and embrace me into a hug and introduce themselves to me. The boy in the striped shirt and jeans and messy hair with blue eyes introduced himself as Louis. Next, a boy with a simple t-shirt and tight jeans and sneakers on his feet came forward. He had short brown hair and dark eyes. He introduced himself as Liam. Next, a raven-haired boy with dark eyes and amazingly tanned skin came forward clad in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He introduced himself as Zayn.

Lastly, the curly haired boy came forward. He had emerald eyes and a cute grin that played on his lips. I even noticed his dimples as he smiled, which is one of the things I absolutely loved in a guy. I soon learned he was of course the lady killer himself, Harry Styles. This boy was gorgeous; I tried to keep myself from cracking a small smile. As I stared at him, I tried my best to keep from blushing but felt my cheeks heat up as he spoke. He was clad in a Rolling Stones shirt, jeans, sneakers and a leather jacket.

God, why did these boys have to be so good looking? They were way too hot for their own good. I couldn’t wait to get home and take a cold shower so I could shake these crazy feelings I was having. Once we made sure the boys had all their belongings, we were now heading back home.

I tried to keep myself occupied on the ride home by playing Temple Run 2, while Claire and Niall talked nonstop, just like rest of the boys. I’m glad Claire was a good driver, especially now since her boyfriend is here, and she wasn’t losing her focus. I was in the back and Harry sat beside me chatting with Liam.

Every so often, I looked over to see Harry glancing my way. As I looked at him, he shifted his eyes away from mine and I could see a small smirk playing on his lips. We soon arrive at the house about close to twenty long minutes later. That drive from the airport seemed to drag on and on, especially being in a car with five boys. Thankfully, we shared an SUV so we could all fit.

After Claire parked the car, we all piled out. The boys carried each of their bags inside, once I unlocked the door with my spare key.

“Where will each of us be sleeping?” Louis asks, looking at Claire and then over at me. Shit, I had a feeling this was coming.

“Well, Niall will be with me, obviously,” Claire says with a smirk as Niall presses a kiss to her cheek.

“Whoever wants one of the guest rooms have at it, there are two beds in one of them, so it’s good enough size for two of you in there,” she says looking at the four other boys as we stood in the front room.

After discussing for a few more minutes, the boys finally come up with a plan for who’s sleeping where. Liam and Zayn were going to share the one guest room that had two beds and two separate dressers in there along with its own bathroom. That left Louis and Harry to choose where they would be sleeping. I just hope I didn’t have to share with one of them, but if I had to, I guess I’ll have to deal.

“I call the other guest room!” Louis calls out, earning a shove from Harry.

“Avery, you don’t mind having to share your room with Harry, do you?” my blond best friend questions me staring at me as we stood there in the entry way alone. The boys were putting their things away where they would be staying for the summer. I couldn’t believe I’d have to share my room with Harry.

“I guess not, I’ll deal,” I mumble as I stare at her.

This is sure going to be interesting, I haven’t had to share my room with a boy, let alone my brother ever since I was little when we lived in a two bedroom house when I was ten and he was five. This was going to be fun so I guess I’ll have to suck it up and deal. It won’t be so bad, will it?

Notes

well, things are going to get interesting...

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