Part One

Sophia's POV

I smiled as the sun beat down on me, it was summer time in England, London. I loved the sun. I was in a pair of denim short shorts and a white crop top and I had black converse on my feet; and my dark brown hair was swinging lightly down my back in the cool breeze. It was one of those times where I wished I had brought my sunglasses with me to keep the sunlight out of my eyes.

I was on my way home from doing a little shopping when I heard loud screaming, very loud. It wasn’t a terrified scream, more of a ‘OMG!’ sort of scream. I frowned and turned the corner because, I wanted to see what was going on - even though my house was the opposite way. Just as I turned to see what the fuss was all about, I felt someone collide with me. I fell to the ground and groaned in pain as my head hit the pavement.

“This is not good!” Someone said around me. I looked up to see who had run into me and I saw five boys. I frowned at them and stood up.

“Thanks for the hand boys,” I glared at them and started to walk home.

“What no ‘Oh my god! It’s One Direction’?” Louis asked, sounding shocked, as the boys quickly followed me.

“Oh my god! It’s One Direction!” I said in an unusually high voice, faking excitement, “Happy now?” I said in my normal voice.

“Wow, that’s a first,” Harry muttered.

“If you boys don’t mind, I’m on my way home, and I’d appreciate not getting killed by your fangirls,” I said pointing behind me to the screaming girls running towards us.

“Do you have somewhere we can hide out?” Liam asked.

“Just for a bit,” Zayn added.

“Why the hell would I let strangers into my house?” I raised an eyebrow at them.

“Thanks- wait what?” Louis looked taken aback.

“Please, we’ll get killed!” Niall begged.

“I’m too young to die!” Harry shouted dramatically.

I stared at their pleading faces for a while, thinking over the pros and cons of letting them come to the house. The girls I live with love One Direction, so if I let this opportunity slide, they would probably kill me... “Fine, but not for long, I do have a life,” I rolled my eyes.

“Great, lead the way,” Zayn smiled, ignoring my last comment.

“Quickly,” Liam added, looking behind us. We all followed his eye line and saw the girls gaining on us.

“This way!” I shouted and started running ahead of them. They quickly followed me. We ran straight down the road, the fangirls tailing us. “This way,” I shouted again and the boys quickly followed my lead. We skidded left and ran down the alley way, we were sure to lose some down here, hopefully. We came out of the alley at the other side, and saw fangirls coming from all directions, except ahead of us. We ran across the road and down the street with the fangirls behind us all the way, I pulled my key out my pocket, whilst I was running and when we arrived outside my house door I flung it in the lock and opened the door. I let them run in ahead of me and jumped through the door way after them. I quickly locked the door behind us. I turned around and leaned against the door frame, doubled over and breathing heavily- as were the boys. I could hear the fangirls screaming outside the door and banging on it.

“Great, just what I need. One Direction in my house, with their crazy fangirls outside my house, just flipping great!” I muttered angrily and walked into my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and sat on my bed. I quickly pulled my hair into a messy ponytail and kicked my shoes into the corner. I looked out my bedroom window and frowned. I jumped as someone threw something at my window.

“Sh*t!” I shouted in shock.

“Language!” Someone shouted outside my door.

“You okay in there?” Someone else shouted, I’m guessing Niall because they sounded Irish.

“Stupid fangirls!” I growled angrily and heard them all laughing outside my room. I quickly shut my curtains and walked over to the door.

“I’d like to see how funny you think it is when I friggin’ kick you out there with them!” I glared at them as I opened the door.

“Oh no, please don’t!” They all looked shocked, which caused me to laugh.

“I won’t, unless you annoy me,” I laughed.

“We won’t annoy you, we’re angels!” Harry grinned.

“Yes, and I’m Voldemort,” I laughed and they joined in.

“You’re Irish!” Louis shouted pointing at me.

“Well done, would you like a gold sticker?” I asked in a patronising voice.

“Yes!” He screamed.

“Tough, I don’t have any,” I said.

“Thanks for this, by the way,” Niall said, “And erm, what’s your name?”

“Oh, Sophia Dowell,” I smiled and held out a hand to him, he smiled and shook it politely.

“Sweet place,” Harry muttered looking around.

I suppose it was, really. It was massive, upstairs there are five bedrooms (all with ensuites), and a study; downstairs is a huge lounge with a 50” TV, huge kitchen/dinning room full of cooking equipment and a table to eat at, a gym and an indoor pool on the last floor (there are three floors to our house, but the bottom only has an indoor, heated pool). “Thanks, you can look around if you want, just don’t go snooping,” I said and walked into the kitchen, shutting my bedroom door behind me, “Are you hungry?”

“Yes!” They all shouted and ran into the kitchen.

“What do you want? I can cook anything,” I smiled.

“Really anything?” Louis smirked.

“Yes,” I nodded.

“Is that a challenge?” Harry asked.

“If you want it to be,” I smirked, they had no idea.

“It’s on, right, what food do we want boys,” Louis asked.

“Pizza!” Niall shouted.

“Okay, now clear off, I need space,” I ordered them out of the kitchen. Pizza was so easy to make! I thought they’d at least try and make it hard. They all walked off and I got all the ingredients I needed for pizza out and started making the dough from scratch. Once the bases (I made them one each) were all done I called them back in and asked what they wanted on it. I then put on everything on that they wanted and shoved it in the oven to cook. Once they were done I got them out, cut them up and put them on plates for each of them around the table, plus a drink of water.

“It’s ready!” I shouted but I heard no reply. I frowned and walked out of the kitchen, “Boys?”

I walked upstairs and into my bedroom, where I could hear loud music. I stood in the door way and leaned against the frame, watching as they jumped on my bed, singing and dancing along to the music and having a pillow fight. I couldn’t help but laugh at them. “You guys are so stupid,” I laughed as they all turned to look at me, “Is that my bra?” I looked at Harry and Louis who were going through my draws and at the moment holding up one of my bras.

“Nope,” They smirked and put it back in the draw before shutting it.

“Whatever, your food's ready though,” I shook my head, laughing and walked out the room. They all squealed- like little girls- and ran into the kitchen and sat at the table.

“Food!” They grinned and dug in.

“This is amazing!” Louis said through a mouthful of pizza.

“Cheers,” I laughed and walked into my room, grabbing my laptop and walking back in the kitchen where they were still eating. I turned on my laptop and logged in to Twitter and Facebook.

“Whatcha doing?” Harry asked with a mouthful of food, looking over at me.

“Oh, you know, just advertising that One Direction is at my house! Oh my gosh! I knew that if I pretended that I didn’t like you, you’d all come and now I can lock you all up in my house and we can live happily ever after!” I squealed happily. Their faces were hilarious, they were all in shock and pizza was hanging out most of their mouths. “Geez calm down, I'm only joking, I’m not one of you fangirls anyway, sorry to break it to you,” I laughed, “If I had a choice, you would not be here. But because I don’t want five deaths on my hands, I helped you out.”

“Oh thank God! I thought you were being serious for a minute then,” Liam sighed in relief.

“Wait, you’re not a fangirl?” Harry frowned.

“No, why?” I asked, “Is that a problem?”

“Nope, just a surprise,” Zayn said.

“Why, don’t get turned down often?” I smirked at them.

“Actually no,” Niall laughed.

“Well now you have,” I said, “Are you leaving anytime soon?”

“Why? Don’t you like us?” They all pouted.

“I thought we’d established that, not the point though,” I laughed lightly.

“Then why do you want us to go?” Niall asked, he sounded a little hurt.

“Because my flatmates are huge fangirls and I think seeing you at our house might tip them over the edge. Plus I don’t want to hear about you more than I already do, and that’s everyday by the way- it’s extremely annoying,” I explained. “Plus, I have a life.”

“But we don’t have a lift yet, and we can’t go out there, what about the fangirls!” Louis said.

“I’m too young to die!” Harry shouted, for the second time since I’d met him- wow this boy is dramatic. Just then my phone rang; I jumped off of the counter and walked over and picked up my mobile phone and answered it.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey Sophia, it’s me Molly,” Molly said down the phone.

“Oh, hey Molly, what’s up?” I asked.

“I just wanted to tell you, I’m staying at Jeremy’s for the night and meeting up with the girls tomorrow, so you have the house to yourself,” Molly replied- Jeremy was her brother.

“Oh okay, bye,” I said. So that’s all the girls out, Molly at Jeremy’s and the other three were spending the night at this hotel and then they’re all having a spa day tomorrow- but I don’t like spa’s so I didn’t go. I find them creepy and the people that run them; I mean they must be like weirdo’s, who in the right mind would want to give strangers massages and waxes?

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t,” She said and I could practically hear the smirk in her voice.

“Can’t promise anything,” I laughed.

“Who’s on the phone?” Louis shouted.

“Be quiet!” I shouted back.

“Who’s there? Was that a boy I heard?” Molly asked excitedly. I was about to reply when I heard someone walk up behind me.

“Who are you talking to?” Niall asked.

“Ooo, is he a fellow Irish? Is he cute?” Molly started asking loads of questions, not waiting for a reply.

“Molly shut up,” I laughed.

“Is Molly your flatmate?” He asked.

“Yes,” I smiled at him.

“Oh, let me talk to her,” He grinned.

“No,” I said seriously.

“Please,” He pouted.

“No,” I said stubbornly; I could still hear Molly asking questions on the other end. He smirked at me and then reached for the phone; I held it out in front of me and squealed.

“No,” I laughed as he made a grab for it, his arms on either side of my body, “Please don’t, I’m really ticklish!”

“Are you now?” He smirked and began to tickle me. I started laughing and squealing as he carried on tickling me. I tripped up my own feet and fell over, dragging Niall down with me. He stopped tickling me as we fell over and he had landed on top of me. I was laughing still and put my phone back to my ear, still under Niall as he tried to listen.

“I’ve got to go Molly, bye!” I laughed and hung up, before throwing my phone on to the sofa behind me.

“Done!” Louis shouted from the kitchen, but I didn’t really notice as I looked up into Niall’s eyes. Wow, they were really blue.

“Niall?” Harry shouted, but he didn’t answer.

“Niall! Whoa, getting a bit full on aren’t we,” Liam laughed as the rest of the boys came into the room, to see Niall and me on the floor.

“Erm…” Niall jumped up off of me and held out his hand, which I took and he helped me up.

“I’ll go wash up,” I muttered, blushing, and I walked into the kitchen leaving the boys laughing behind me. I put everything in the dishwasher and let it work its magic.

I looked at my laptop and frowned. My pictures were up, the ones from Lauren’s birthday party last week, that I had meant to delete- they were really embarrassing. I had gotten tipsy and someone had spilt beer on my shirt so I took it off, Beth decided it’d be a good idea to take I picture of me whilst I was getting changed. The camera flash had made me jump and I had fallen backwards into the bath. She had two picture of me in my bra, one of me in the bath and one before- really embarrassing. The one of me in the bath was on the screen. “Boys!” I shouted and they walked in smirking.

“Really attractive picture,” Zayn laughed.

“Shut up,” I glared at him.

“Hey, it’s not our fault, it just popped up,” Harry smirked.

“Of course,” I rolled my eyes and exited the picture. Only to find my Twitter and Facebook had been hacked. My profile pictures were now the one of me in the bath topless and my recent tweet and status read ‘I love @onedirection so much. They are amazing and I wish they would get in my bed!’

“Real mature guys. If you want to get in my bed so bad you could just ask,” I rolled my eyes again.

“Can we get in your bed?” Louis asked.

“No,” I said simply.

“Fine, but we’re staying here for a while, we can’t get a lift, sorry,” Zayn said, “And the fangirls will be out there for ages!”

“What?!” I shouted.

“Oh lighten up, we’re not that bad,” Niall laughed, “Oh and we’re all following you on Twitter now, that’s probably why you have loads more followers.” I looked at my followers and it was true they kept going up and up.

“Fine, but stay out of my way and off my laptop,” I glared at them; then I turned back to my laptop to see I had a notification on facebook.

I looked at it and it said that Tom Cuthbert had commented on my profile picture. I clicked on it and my new profile picture came up. I scrolled down and read the comment.

Tom Cuthbert: ‘Nice bra, I’d like to see it on my bedroom floor with the rest of your clothes’

He creeps me out. We used to be good friends, but then he turned weird, and became slightly obsessed with me and kept coming on to me all the time- so I just stayed away from him.

“Whose Tom Cuthbert? Your boyfriend?” Liam looked over my shoulder.

“No, I don’t have a boyfriend, he’s just some creep I used to be friends with,” I emphasised the 'used'.

“Oh, he sounds like a creep,” Louis looked over my shoulder too.

“If you’re done reading over my shoulder, I’m going to change my profile pictures,” I said and changed my pictures to one of my more recent pictures, taken a couple of days ago, before turning my laptop off. “So, what do you want to do now?” I asked, after I had put my laptop in my room.

“Truth or Dare!” They all shouted.

“I’ll get an empty bottle,” I said and rummaged around in my cupboards until I found one and then we went into the lounge and sat in front of the TV, I put the music channel on in the background.

“I’ll spin first,” Louis said and spun it. It spun a couple of times before landing on Harry.

“Truth or Dare?” Louis asked.

“Dare,” Harry smirked.

“Fine, you have to drink a whole bottle of tomato ketchup,” Louis smirked as Harry’s smirk dropped.

“Oh what are you going to wear for the rest of this week?” I asked.

“These clothes,” They said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Ew, no, you need different clothes!” I said in disgust, wrinkling my nose slightly.

“Can’t you just wash them in the morning,” They moaned.

“Fine, I’ll be back in a minute,” I sighed and walked into the kitchen. I rummaged around for a bit until I found the ketchup, which was full because Lauren, Beth and I hate tomato ketchup, Molly like’s it, but Molly’s rarely here- usually she’s at her brothers. When I walked back into the lounge, they were all dancing and singing along to Ed Sheeran, 'You need me man I don’t need you'. I threw the bottle to Harry who caught it and began drinking it. It was absolutely disgusting and he started gagging after a minute. I grabbed a plastic bucket and gave it to him because I didn’t want him being sick all over the floor. Luckily he wasn’t actually sick, just nearly. Once he was finally done we carried on.

“Liam, truth or dare?” Harry asked after the bottle landed on him.

“Dare,” He smiled.

“You have to sniff up some pepper,” Harry smirked.

“I’ll go get the pepper,” I laughed and grabbed the pepper bottle out of the kitchen. I sprinkled some in a line for Liam and he took a deep breath before sniffing it up. He wrinkled up his nose and started coughing and jumping up and down like he had ants in his pants or something, whilst we all laughed at him. Once he had finished acting like an idiot, he spun the bottle and it landed on me.

“Truth or Dare?” He asked.

“Dare,” I smiled.

“Okay, you have to kiss Niall, for… five seconds,” He smirked.

I was a bit shocked when he said it, I'd only just met the guy, and no one else had gotten a sexual dare, although I was the only girl here so that could explain it - and it was Harry who had made up the dare. “Okay,” I knelt forward towards Niall who was sitting next to me and did the same.

We kissed and I heard the boys laughing around us and wolf whistling. I'm not going to lie and say it was anything special, it was not some 'love at fist sight' thing between us, well not on my part anyway; but I'm also not going to lie either and say it was bad, because the kiss was actually really nice - he was a good kisser, and it did leave me with the feeling of butterflies in my stomach.

“Okay kiddies, break it up, no need to take it over the top, five seconds it up,” Louis laughed and we broke apart.

“You might want to check Twitter later by the way,” Liam smirked, and Zayn held up his phone to show that he’d taken a picture of Niall and me kissing.

“Urgh, my friends are going to kill me,” I sighed, "You're fans are going to kill me."

We all sat back down and the game continued. We played truth or dare all night, and it was so funny. Once we were done I went to get changed for bed. I quickly got changed into my pyjamas, which were cotton shorts, and I white vest top. I brushed my teeth before walking out my room again. “Where are we sleeping?” They asked; all standing in their boxers and I have to say, they all looked really hot.

“On the floor,” I shrugged.

“We are superstars, we do not sleep on the floor,” Harry said flipping his imaginary long hair.

“Well you are now, unless you want us all to share a double bed,” I raised an eyebrow and they all smirked, “No, I was joking!”

“Too late!” They shouted and ran into my bedroom and dived onto my bed.

“Really,” I sighed and picked up their clothes, which were in a pile on the floor; I quickly shoved them in the washing machine and turned it on; before I walked in to my bedroom. They were all squished up in different positions on my bed, some of their heads on the pillows, some at the foot end, I shook my head and walked over and slid in at the edge next to Niall, I had my back against his chest and we were squished up real tight. “Night guys,” I muttered.

“Night Sophia,” They shouted. I laughed lightly before closing my eyes and letting sleep take me.