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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

-Arielle's POV-

"Eleanor, I've been driving in circles for hours! Where the hell is your flat?" I asked her over the phone. 

"Uhm, did you pass the old firehouse?" 

"Yep. 5 times to be exact. Do you not know where you live?" 

"I do! I'm just not good at giving directions..." 

"No shit Sherlock." I muttered. 

"What does that mean?" she questioned.

"No duh." I answered. 

"You Americans have weird phrases. And stop cursing! I don't curse and you don't want to give yourself away!" she scolded. 

"Okay, okay. Now back to the directions. I just passed the firehouse again for the sixth time. Now where do I go?" 

"Make a right onto Dimsdale. Then make a left. You'll go down a long driveway to a gate. The code is 2935, and you have the keys." she explained. I did as told and arrived in front of a huge mansion. 

"Eleanor! This is not a flat! This is a fucking palace!" I yelped. I heard her giggle. 

"Yeah, whatever. Oh, this is cute!" 

"Eleanor, are you in my room? In my closet to be exact?" I asked. 

"Uhm, maybe. Maybe not. Yeah, I am. You're clothes are so cute! I just want to keep them all!" she squealed. 

"Just stay away from my diary and you can keep anything you want." I growled, and unlocked the front door. 

"Jeez Arielle. Chill out ya'll." she said mimicking my accent. 

"That's not how I sound." 

"Well that's not how I sound either. You need to speak in my accent, love." she ordered. I sighed and stepped into the big ass home. 

"Okay, I'll work on it. I'm going inside, I'll call you tonight." 

"Bye-bye!" she chirped. I hung up and shut the door. 

"Who was that?" a voice asked from behind me. 

I think I must have jumped 10 feet into the air. 

"Holy fuck! You scared the shit out of me!" I grunted and faced the source of the voice. 

I was faced with the one, the only, ladies and more ladies, possibly gentleman, Louis Tomlinson.