stranded with one direction. ➳ horan.

Chapter Two.

Niall's POV

Peyton seemed like such a sweet girl.  I noticed how easy it is to make her laugh, which is what we were doing for the two minutes we were driving to her house.  She had an adorable laugh too, and a cute smile.  I could tell she didn’t like her smile so much though, because just about every time she did, she put her hand over her mouth. When we pulled up to her house, her expression changed, but only slightly.  Her house was big, not huge, but definitely not small. I could not believe that she had a house this big, but maybe she had a big family. But when we pulled into her drive, there were no cars. Everyone could have been out, but wouldn’t they have waited for her? There was definitely something different going on here.

Peyton's POV

It was weird pulling up to my house.  It was quite a big house considering the fact that only three people lived there.  When I pulled into my driveway, I noticed that there were no cars. This meant my parents were gone and god only knows how long they would be gone for. I quickly jumped out of the car, with a huge grin plastered on my face, and basically ran to the door. I stopped at the door and waited for them to catch up.

"Someone's happy. Should I dare to ask why?" Zayn asked, slightly amused by my outburst of excitement.

”Oh... Uhh... I'm just so glad to be home. I love my home." I lied.

"Okay…?" They all said in unison and trailed off with a questioning tone attached.

Thank god they didn't pressure me into explaining anything further.  I turned around, fumbling with my keys to find the right one.  Once I found it, I put it in the lock, and opened the door.  As soon as I did, a burst of cold air hit me.  It felt nice and refreshing. I internally thanked whoever invented the beautiful thing known as air conditioning.

I kept walking through my house, not bothered to give the boys a tour, and headed straight to my room.  It wasn’t like they really needed one anyways, it was an open floor plan.  You could basically see every room, by just standing in one room.  I climbed the spiral staircase to the second floor.  There were only three rooms here.  My parent's bedroom, which was closest to the stairs, a bathroom, which is the middle door and my parents used that one, and my room was last, at the end of the hallway. My family wasn’t super rich, but we did live a slightly better life than most people, but I never took it for granted.  I was not one of those snobby rich kids who though that everyone should worship the ground I walked on.  My parents had all this money, but I was very humble, and didn't spend much of it.

My parents did spoil me in my room though, and I thanked them for it.  When you entered the door, you walked in to a lilac purple painted room.  It was furnished with a white desk, white bedframe, that framed a queen size bed, and white trimming around the doors and windows.  I had one of those chairs that were shaped in a bubble and hung from the ceiling.  It had a lime green cushion that lined the bottom of the bubble.  It sat in the corner of the room and faced out one of the windows.  It was where I go to think. Well when it was too cold to go to the other spot.

I had my own bathroom, as well.  It had a shower stall, and separate tub, the old-fashioned kind.  Of course, I also had a walk in closet that had a wall-to-wall rod, filled with clothes.  I bough my own clothes, but my mom insisted on buying some too.  It was her way of making everything up to me, but it didn't do much.  The other side is filled with shoes, bags, scarfs, and jewelry.  Again, most of it didn't get used because I only wear what I buy.

In the very back corner, behind the shoes and everything was another spiral staircase.  It went up to a balcony. It wasn’t a huge balcony, but there' was room for a few people.  This was where I did most of my thinking.  It over looked the woods that lie behind my house.  I would just stare at the endless line of trees, thinking about life, love, everything.  It was my only escape from the world and I loved it.