NOT EDITED

Two hours after I had managed to go to bed I was forced to get back up because of our flight back to New York.

I was happy to get to go back. I missed the city. I missed Willow.

I admit that I wasn't in complete control last night because of the tequila shots but i did remember every single detail. From the moment Harry yanked me away from the random guy I was dancing with to the moment Harry and I were far too close to each other in the hallway.

Maybe it was the tequila talking but his eyes were captivating, along with his lips.

If he hadn't said my name, I honestly don't know what stupid thing I would have done. But thankfully he did and I was able to pull myself together.

I quickly packed all my stuff and headed for the hotel lobby. Surprisingly the boys weren't there yet. They were always ready before me, always. But I guess from all the drinking from last night, it should be pretty hard to get Zayn and Louis up.

" Cailin?" I heard someone ask.

I looked up to see two young girls. They looked to be about 15 at most.

" yeah?" I responded.

" could we take a picture with you?" one of them asked.

" of course" I smiled.

Both girls took turns taking a picture with me.

" so are you guys leaving LA already?" the other girl asked.

" yeah, back to New York now" I nodded.

" you're living every girl's dream you know" the girl said.

" it comes with a lot of haters" I half smiled.

" that remind me" the other said as she started to dig through her bag. She eventually pulled out a hat. The hat clearly wrote ' I heart Haters'. The hat immediately made me smile.

" I got this for you" she said.

" thank you" I smiled.

" no, thank you" she said before leaving with her friend.

I was starting to feel like I really did have some fans out there.

Soon enough the boys all got to the lobby with their suitcases. As soon as I caught Harry's glance I noticed a change. He was actually looking at me now instead of ignoring me. Maybe our conversation from before the club had worked.

Maybe we were on our path to becoming friends.

The flight was extremely long but thankfully I was tired enough to fall asleep.

*

I was woken hours later with someone shaking my shoulders. I opened my eyes to see Louis over me and looking straight at me. After rubbing my eyes, I looked around and noticed everyone out of their seats meaning that we had finally landed in New York.

Finally.

We all got off the plane and walked through the airport. Just like usual paparazzi surround the airport. This was one of the worst parts of being known. It was scary at time because they were so pushy and rude.

I had created a routine for every time paparazzi started following me. I would put in my hair phones and put up the volume to max so I could drown out their voices.

When we got into the car the label had rented for us, the boys seems excited about something because they were jumping up and down.

" what is wrong with you two?" I yawned while I looked at Zayn and Louis.

" not all of us are as grump as you in the morning" Zayn teased.

" I can think of someone" I smirked as I looked at Harry.

We were all waiting for a snarky remark from Harry but the only thing he did was roll his eyes. Weird.

That wasn't him at all.

Maybe he was just tried. Maybe.

As the driver continued to drive, I started to notice that we were going to wrong way. This wasn't the way to my apartment and neither the hotel where the boys usually stayed.

" where are we going James?" I asked out loud.

He looked back and a realization hit him.

" I guess you were the only one I didn't tell" James said.

" tell what?" I asked.

" the label all thought it would be better for you all to live with each other" James nodded.

Suddenly all eyes were on me as if they were waiting for my reaction.

" hell no" I shook my head.

I didn't want to live with them. I loved Louis and Zayn, even maybe liked Harry but I was sure as hell not about to move in with them. The only other person I had lived with in my life was Willow.

Willow. I couldn't let her live by herself. I had to be with her. Even if I was traveling all the time, I was still living with her.

" I'm sorry to say this Cailin, but it's not really an option" James half frowned.

" moving in with these three guys was never in the contract" I glared.

" But you did sign to allowing to make the best decisions for the band" James continued to say.

" it won't be that bad Cai" Zayn said poking me on the shoulder.

" I've never lived with a guy before, let alone three" I pouted like a child.

Living with three guys, holy shit.

" we're here" James said as the car made a complete stop. I looked out the window and say that were were practically living next ti Times Square. I had never even dreamed of living in an apartment near here because of it's ridiculous price of living.

I didn't want to ge out of the car but Zayn pushed me out making me almost fall on my face outside. But thankfully Louis caught my arm before I could embarrass myself even more. The elevator ride up to our new apartment was awfully quiet. I hoped that the boys were just as nervous as me moving in all together.

James dug the key into the key and opened the door. I swear, this apartment was the most beautiful apartment I had ever layed my eyes on. My jaw was to the floor as we all walked in. The windows reviled the perfect view of New York City. It was spacious, which was rare for a New York apartment.

" I can see you like the apartment Cailin" James smirked as my eyes sparkled because of this apartment.

" it's beautiful but I still don't agree to this" I said to James as the boys looked around the rest of the apartment.

" you will sooner or later"

" I have to no word in this?" I asked.

" I'm sorry Cailin" James shook his head.

But then another thought came to mind. Willow.

" James, what about Willow? I can't leave her. She's my best friend" I whined.

" If the boys are okay with it, she can move in too. After all, there are five bedroom here anyways" James shrugged.

" really?" I jumped.

James smile and nodded.

I couldn't wait to tell Willow. I started to walk around the apartment to look for the boys and found myself in a bedroom that I immediately fell in love with. The view from the window was amazing and the space was amazing.

This was my bedroom.

" Harry?" I heard someone call out from the living room.

Out of curiosity I walked out my chosen bedroom and back into the living room to see Lia wrapped around Harry's arms. Just like every magazine said, they looked perfect together. Acted perfect for each other too if I had to be honest.

She wasn't what I expected at all. I didn't read much gossip magazines so I didn't really know anything about her, all I knew was that she was a rising actress. I honestly thought she'd be snotty and rude.

But clearly I was wrong.

Over the past few weeks, she would occasionally visit Harry to wherever we were since she wasn't currently filming anything. Whenever Harry couldn't be with her, I was the one who ended up hanging out with her.

I discovered that we weren't much different from each other. We both liked to have fun no matter how we did it. Once we were so bored, we painted cat whiskers on each other. But there was two major differences from us. She didn't pay attention to anything the media said about her, I sadly couldn't stop reading what they said. The other thing was our attitude towards Harry. I wouldn't put up with Harry bad attitude, I would call him out for it. Lia would just stay quiet.

" how did you figure out where we were?" Harry asked.

" James told me" she nodded.

" welcome to our new apartment" I shrugged with a smile.

" James told me, good luck with that" Lia giggled.

Harry kissed the top of Lia's head which made me see another side of him completely. You know when they say, if a guy kisses you at the top of your head, it means he cares about you? I really hoped that was true for them.

" so are you excited for tonight babe?" Lia smiled up at Harry.

" for what? tonight's the premiere for my movie. I told you weeks ago!" she whined.

" oh yeah" Harry shook his head.

LIa rolled her eyes and looked over at me.

" what are you going to wear?" Lia smiled.

" what?" I asked.

" what are you going to wear for my premiere?" she asked again.

" since when am I invited?" I chuckled.

Lia looked up at Harry again and glared at him.

" you didn't invite them like I asked you too?" Lia glared.

" I forgot" Harry shrugged.

" well thanks" Lia rolled her eyes.

This was literally the only kind of fight they got into, which wasn't even a fight. All she would do would roll her eyes and move on. It was weird to see that kind of relationship because I've always been the kind of girl who wouldn't move on from a discussion so fast.

" since you probably don't have a stylist or make-up artist book you should come get ready with me" Lia nodded.

" are you sure?" I asked.

" of course!" Lia said before pecking Harry on the lips and saying goodbye. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of that apartment fastest than I had realized.

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