Hai,this is my first time writing something like this especially with the boys of 1D as my characters so if you read thank you :)

I woke up slowly to a curly brown haired boy shaking my shoulder.

"C'mon, my mum made breakfast" He said with his normal cheeky grin.

"Good i'm starving" I yawn rubbing my stomach.

"Well then get up silly" He said pulling on a red shirt saying "I'm british got a problem?"

"Harry?" I asked yawning

"Yes?" He asked in reply wincing as a brush he was pulling through his hair pulled on a tangle.

"Aren't you going back soon to be with your..your mates?" I ask.

"Yes, but until then i'm with you Jen" Harry said kissing my nose.

Harry and i have been friends for forever so we don't mind gentle pecks on the nose or cheek every once in a while.

"Race you downstairs" I shouted at a reasonable level running out the door and down the stairs.

"Oh no you don't" He cried out sliding his bum down the banister.

"Tie!" We shout in unison alarming Harry's mum.

Minutes later a knock struck the door.

"I'll get it" Harry said wiping juice off his face.

I scoot a seat over to see the company but i still can't see.

"You!" Harry shouts.

Arms wrap around Harry and four boys burst in the door.

A boy with brown hair wearing a black and white striped shirt and red pants with red suspenders let's go of Harry and bites his neck like a vampire.

"Love bite" He laughs.

Harry rubs his neck. "Jen, come meet the boys."

I excuse myself from the table and go stand next to Harry.

"Guys this is Jen" Harry says.

The boys all wave.

I bite my lip when i see the one who had hugged Harry smirking at me with almost evil eyes.

"Jen this is Niall" He said with a hand on the blonde boys shoulder.

"The Irish one?" I asked guessing.

"Correct" Niall said nodding his head.

"Liam" He said pointing at the one with the buzz cut.

"Nice to meet you" Liam says with a grin almost as cheeky as Harry's.

"Zayn.." Harry said taking his cap Zayn took a liking too.

"Oh hi" Zayn smiled sounding shy.

"Then last but not least, Louis, my one true love" Harry joked the palm of his hand out towards Louis.

Louis sat up and slapped Harry's palm with his own.

I looked around and smiled. I was happy Harry had so many friends but what if Harry didn't care much for me anymore with all of them.

"Jen?" Harry asked waving a hand in front of my face.

I blinked. "Yes Harry?" I asked my voice cracking.

"Is something wrong?" Louis asked leaning forwards.

"I..i'm fine" I said about to burst into tears.

They were all looking at me. I stood up their gazes still following.

"Harry.." I said.

"What is it" Harry asked sitting on his knees.

"I'll be upstairs if you need me" I say walking away.

"Has this ever happened before?" I here Liam ask.

I stop and sit on the top step of the stairs listening to them talk.

"Mind if i leave a second" I hear Louis ask.

"I guess" I hear Harry.

Louis appears at the bottom of the stairs and walks up to sit beside me.

"Yes?" I ask in a spiteful so unlike me tone.

"Do you have a problem with me?" He asked in an equally spiteful tone.

"No, i'm just worried Harry won't be mine any more" I say crossing my arms.

"First Harry was never yours, and second if that's all why don't you talk to him about it?" Louis askes.

"Because..because i'm an idiot" I say hiding my face in my hands.

He grabs both my hands and forces me to look at him. "Maybe..but this conversation stays between us and by the way..brush your hair, put some makeup on, dress nicely, and i'll see why Harry likes you" Louis said walking back down the stairs.

"Be nice and i'll see why Harry likes you" I said under my breath so desperately wanting to slam the door on his face.

I sat on Harry's bed smelling something between cologne and a car freshener smell i lied down and almost automatically fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning and saw Harry sleeping in my bed because i was sleeping in his.

I brushed through my hair and slipped downstairs before Harry could wake.

"Mrs. Styles" I smiled helping her with breakfast.

Niall was the first up then Liam who woke Zayn up then Louis and Harry walked into the dinning room Louis' arm around Harry's neck like he owns him.

Harry turned his head to face me and mouthed the words "I'm so so so sorry."

I shook my head serving everyone a plate of toast, eggs, bacon, and either orange juice or milk.

"Now if you excuse my Mrs. Styles i'll be getting dressed now" I said.

"But you helped me with all of this, don't you want to eat to?" Harry's mom asked.

I glanced at Louis then back at Harry's mum.

"I'm not hungry..I'm terribly sorry" I said thinking i hurt Harry's and his mum's feelings.

"I am, a total ass" I almost yelled.

"You sure are" Louis said leaning on the door frame.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

Harry was going to come check on you, i told him I'd do it" Louis said.

"You should've let Harry come" I mumbled.

"Look, Harry knows we don't like each other, so don't hide it" He says looking at my like he's a cat about to pounce a mouse.

"Me? Not liking the oh so 'famous' Louis Tomlinson? Impossible." I say sarcastically.

"Are you jealous of me?" He asked.

"Jealous? Oh please i couldn't even act jealous of you even if life depended on it" I said.

"Not of me and my fame, of Harry not joking when he says he loves me?" He asked eying me.

"Look, Harry is my best friend, i don't need or want him as my boyfriend" I said.

"So then you do you fancy?" Louis asked.

"I fancy you..Lou" I say my cheeks almost turning pink.

His smirk reappears as he grabs my hand pulling me into a kiss.

Soft lips ,so soft it should be illegal, smothered mine in a brawl of snogging.

"A secret, between only us" He says planting hot sticky kisses to my neck.

I long for the taste of his tongue on mine.

I nod gasping as his hands search my chest and back.

I curl my fingers in his hair as his kisses a heart shaped birthmark above my waistline.

I beg in my mind that he never stops.

That's when we hear a knock on the door.

"Jen? Louis?" Harry askes through the door.

Louis pulls down my shirt helping me up off the bed.

I run to open the door but it flies open and hits me.

The last thing i see is a group of boys, Harry in the front wide eyed and in awe of what he's done.