Once in a lifetime (One Direction)

Chapter 9

*Ashlynn's POV*

I walked into the house, feeling the cold air hit my wet skin, I didn't want to answer the door in a wet bikini. That'd be a bit awkward, so I grabbed a white sundress that I wear over my bathing suit a lot. As I slipped back on my sunglasses I heard the door bell ring through the house.

I walked up to the door and slid my glasses onto my head pulling my wavy hair back. And opened the door, seeing 5 pretty good looking guys.

"Hey guys, glad you could come." I said as I ushered them inside.

"I hope you don't mind that Shane invited us over." Liam said.

"No, not at all." I answered. We started walking through the house, and I could feel some eyes on me, and some looking around at the house. "So do any of you surf?" I asked making conversation.

I got a few laughs out of that, and Harry answered me. "Well some of us can, some of us just totally wipe out, and some of us sit on the board and whine to be pulled."

"And which one of you guys do that?" I asked.

"Guess." He said, as we walked out of the house and onto the patio.

They all stopped walking and looked at me. I turned around and studied them, some of them were really buff, and some were a bit muscly, but some were just in shape but still pretty hot.

"Louis?" I answered hesitantly.

"Of course you'd say me." He said laughing. "But no, I actually can surf."

"I don't know then." I gave up with a smile on my face.

"I do." Zayn said. And we all started laughing.

"You guys can go down onto the beach, Shane's already there. I'm gonna grab a few drinks. Any preferences?" I asked.

"Bud light." Harry said.

"Of course nothing but". I said.

"Just some water." Liam said.

"Okay." I said, and went to turn around but Niall said "Here I'll help you."

"Thanks." I said smiling at the Irish boy, and walked inside, letting the rest of the boys run down the beach to my brother.

"No problem. So you excited to go to London?" he asked.

"isn't it supposed to be like rainy there?" I asked.

"Sometimes." he shrugged.

"I'm excited." I said as I grabbed a case of beers out of the fridge. "But I'm going to miss L.A. And the sun. But I'm excited to go there though, I've always wanted to go to England." I said as I grabbed a few vitamin waters.

"Here." he said as he grabbed the case out of my hand.

"Thanks."

"I think you'll like it there. I did when I first went there, it's a lot different then Ireland." He said.

"Yeah, it is." I said nodding my head as we walked out onto the patio, the view was gorgeous from here.

"You've been there?" He questioned pleasantly surprised.

"Yeahp. I'm Irish ya know." I said, putting on my best Irish accent. And he started laughing.

"That was pretty good, and I remeber you saying that when we met in the club. So when did you go there last?" He asked.

"Well my grandparents are from there, so me, my family, my aunts uncles cousins and them all went on a trip there for like 2 weeks, and my Nana and papa showed us around there, it was really cool. But I went there last when I was on tour." I explained.