Paparazzi (One Direction)

Chapter 58

- Noelle's POV -

Moving on seemed good to me.. I mean just forgetting about the past seemed really good.

But then again, I'm still hesitant about the whole situation.

A knock came at the door.

"You get it." Leah quickly says before I could protest as I groaned.

"Okay, okay."

Pulling my dress up, I was still in my dress, now barefoot, and my hair a mess.

Turning the knob, I swung the door open to find Luke and Calum.

"Hey." I smiled at the both of them.

"Here's your phone." He nods, as we swapped them again.

"I already put my number in." I tell him, glancing at the both of them. I noticed they were both still in tuxes.

"Wow that's a pretty dress." Calum complimented.

"Thanks." I chuckled, running a hand through my hair.

"Is your friend Leah here?" Luke asks.

"Mhm why." I motioned.

"Oh, Niall was looking for her."

My eyes widened. "What'd you say?!"

"Okay, okay relax." He laughed, me playfully rolling my eyes.

"I told him that I didn't see her anywhere." He shrugged.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I nod once. "Good job." I smiled.

"Does he get a reward?'' Calum pointed at his lips as Luke elbowed him.

I couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, Luke.'' I say, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

Luke's eyes lit up, as his smile widened.

"You too, Calum." I chuckled, patting him on the chest.

"No cheek kiss for me?" He pouted, me rolling my eyes.

"Take care guys." I waved, about to close the door.

"W-wait, will we be seeing you soon?" Luke asks.

"Yeah. You'll be seeing us around." I responded, swiftly glancing at him.

"O-okay." He stutters, me chuckling at his nervousness.

Wait, then again.. I read in a text that he actually likes me.

Well who knows, what if he only meant that he liked me as a person?

Ugh, Noelle.

"Night guys. Tell the other 2/4's that I said night too.''

"HEY AND ME TOO!" Leah called as they laughed. "AND TELL ASHTON HE'S HOT"

"We will!" Calum called back, as I chuckled turning to Leah.

"DUDE I WAS KIDDING, DON'T TELL HIM THAT" Leah gasped.

"Too latee," Luke teased, as the two shrugged, running down the hall.

"STOP THEM! MUST. STOP. THEM." Leah rolled off of the couch, running after them, down the hall, barefoot.

God, they're crazy. I can't say that I'm not crazy either.

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* NEXT DAY *

- Harry's POV -

Niall and Zayn were on the hotel's couch, playing guitar hero, Niall singing the lead while Zayn did the guitar.