Chapter Three
-;-Alex's POV-;-
I stood there, dumbfounded.
If only he had let me talk. He would know that I'm in love with him too.
The front door opened once again, revealing 4 teenage boys.
"Well hello there." one said flirtatiously.
"Who might you be?" another asked.
"I'm Alexia, but you can call me whatever you want." I answered with a smile.
They all exchanged a look with each other, then turned back to me.
"The Alexia?" the curly haired one asked.
"The one that Louis never shuts up about?" the blonde one questioned.
"That Alexia?" the black haired one added.
"I guess so." I shrugged.
"You're a lot prettier in person." the brown haired one said. I blushed.
"Thank you." I replied. "Do you guys want to tell me your names? Or just stare at me all day?"
"Wait, you don't even know our names? I assumed Lou would have told you." the brown haired one said.
"I've never talked to Louis in person. We talk by notes. I didn't even know he left for XFactor, I thought he moved away." I responded.
"But you still don't even know our names? Not a fan?" the blonde haired one said.
"I wouldn't say I'm not a fan, I just never really listened to you guys. I knew Louis and that was it." I replied.
"Well I'm Liam." the brown haired one introduced.
"I'm Harry." the curly one said.
"Vas Happenin'? I'm Zayn!" the black haired one chirped.
"I'm Niall." the blonde one said.
"How come you're Irish and the rest are British?" I asked Niall.
"Every band needs a leprechaun." Harry chuckled. Niall shot him a death glare.
"Where's Louis? Shouldn't he be down here talking with you?" Harry questioned.
"We were talking, but now he went to bed." I answered.
"Do you care if I call you Lexi?" Zayn asked.
"I don't care what you guys call me, as long as it's somewhat nice and not dirty."
"Okay poophead." Niall laughed. I glared at him.
"You're funny." I said sarcastically.
"And you're beautiful." Zayn chimed in.
"Shut up." I mumbled, finding my feet very interesting.
"YOU DON'T KNOW YOU BEAUTIFUL!" Harry scream sang.
-;-Louis POV-;-
I could hear the guys flirting with her downstairs, and honestly it was tearing me apart. I just want her to be mine. I want to hold her in my arms forever. The way her small frame fit into me like a puzzle piece.
For the first time in the 7 years I've known Alex, I finally talked to her. Her voice is absolutely beautiful. And to see her so up close, just proves that she is the most gorgeous girl in the world. She's completely flawless. I just wish she was mine.

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