One
Way.
One Way.
Chapter One.
Cassandra's POV
"LOUIS!" I screamed, flinging myself into the arms of
my best friend that I hadn't seen in almost a year. He just
chuckled, used to my craziness despite our time apart. "I
missed you, too, Cass."
We were walking down the abandoned terminal, catching up on old
times when Louis suddenly stopped walking.
"Cass?"
"Yes, Lou?"
"Be careful, ok? The boys seem to go for almost any girl
they can these days and I don't want to see you get
hurt."
I smiled. "I'm fine, Louis. I'm not worried about
a couple of silly boys."
Harry's POV
"What did you say her name was again?"
"Cassandra," Liam said, giving me a stern look.
"She's off limits, Harry."
"Why? Louis doesn't have a thing for her."
Liam sighed and started naming all of the girls that I'd
dated in the past year since we'd become famous. Though I
hated to admit it, he had a point.
"Okay, Liam. I'll leave her alone. I don't want to
just get with any more girls anyways. I want someone that means
something."
Niall and Zayn burst out laughing and then stopped almost as
suddenly as they had started.
"Oh, Hazza, you were serious?" Niall said softly in
his Irish accent. I ignored that question and looked out the
window of the moving car.
Whatever. She won't be special anyways. Just another
girl, Harry. How hard could it be to avoid liking one
girl?
Liam's POV
We stopped outside the terminal at the airport and Louis and
Cassandra walked out and got into the limo.
Cassandra got in the limo after Louis and as soon as she sat
down, she brushed away the blonde hair that had fallen in front
of her eyes. I sucked in a breath.
Her eyes were a glowing blue, but with a pink tinge that made
them almost... purple?
She must have noticed me staring because she coughed awkwardly
and then smiled at me and held out her hand.
"I'm Cassandra. Call me Cassie."
Her smile...
Wait! Wasn't I just giving Harry a talk about not getting
involved with her?
I have to keep my distance from those eyes...
I looked down, avoiding her gaze.
Zayn's POV
Louis' friend got into the car and smiled at all of us.
Liam was staring at her eyes awkwardly. I guess he thought they
were freakish.. I didn't.
I thought they were gorgeous and I almost blurted that out on
the spot.
We drove back to the hotel and everyone got up, heading to
their rooms.
Cassie was having a hard time getting her luggage out of the
trunk of the limo so I went over and grabbed it for her.
My hand reached to grab the handle and brushed over hers in
doing so.
Was that.. tingles? What the heck, Zayn?
She smiled her gorgeous smile at me.
"Thanks, Zayn. I think all of the boys were too busy
arguing over who gets what bed to notice that I needed
help."
We continued talking on our way up to our rooms. She was an
artist, an only child, and 17 years old.
Not to mention gorgeous.
Niall's POV
After taking a lightning fast shower and throwing on a pair of
shorts I sprinted at full speed down into the kitchen. I was
starving. Turning into the kitchen, I ran into something and
fell to the ground. Correction, I fell into someone
and we fell to the ground.
"Umm.. ouch." Cassie said from underneath me.
My breath hitched when I realized what position we were in. Her
shirt had slid up slightly from the impact and the skin of her
stomach was pressed against my already exposed torso. Her face
was inches from mine and for some reason I got the insane urge
to kiss her..
So I did.
On the cheek, of course. She blushed and I got up, helping her
up as well. We both laughed when we realized that we were
covered in the pasta she had been carrying out of the kitchen
when we ran into each other.
"Late night snack?" I asked, trying to get her to
stay in the kitchen just a little bit longer. I wanted to get
to know her.
I got a plate of fried chicken and she got more pasta. We sat
there talking for a while and she finished off her pasta before
I was even done with my chicken.
Whoa.
Then, the unexpected. She reached over and grabbed a piece of
chicken from my plate, popping it into her mouth. Normally I
would've freaked out at someone when they took my food but
I thought sharing food was... cute.
Uh. Cute? Nevermind, Jesus. What am I, a girl now?
I mentally slapped myself. The boys always said they knew I
really liked a girl when I let her share my food with me.
Does this mean I like her?...Maybe.
No One's POV
The boys lay in their hotel rooms with nothing but a special
girl in mind. The funny thing was that, with the exception of
Louis, they were all thinking about the same girl.
And so it began.
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SleepingAtLast · 1 decade ago
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