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➛ 𝒞𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝒮𝗂𝗑 －
𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆

"AND I THINK THAT'S GOOD FOR NOW."

"You kids go have lunch and be back by three ─ still need to go over WMYB remember?"

The boys absentmindedly nodded, not really paying attention to whoever was talking and rather adjusting their microphone stands to see whose is the tallest. Ophelia however scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.

"WMYB?"

"Oh right, it's an idea for a single pretty sure, don't think it's done but our first single. Could you imagine that?"

Ophelia smiled at Harry's face. It was almost as if it was unimaginable for him, which would make sense as just a few months ago he was just someone who could only dream of the things happening right now. "Yeah, I mean─"

"Been there, done that?" Liam imitated Ophelia's answer in a slightly mocking voice. "Can't say the same for us unfortunately," poking her cheek as he walked past.

Ophelia pulled a face as he spoke. Yes it was true, but how was she supposed to know that she was gonna be in a band with five guys?

"True, but I'm still excited. Excited for you at least," watching as they followed Liam out the door, not knowing whether to follow or stay behind. What the fuck is the protocol for this shit? "Where are you going?"

"To eat?"

"Oh right," A small slightly uncomfortable silence took over for a few seconds as Ophelia looked questionably at them. Thinking they'd understand, she didn't say anything else but was proven wrong as they all just looked back helplessly. Realising they clearly needed a lesson on how to read facial expressions, Ophelia was about to ask if she could come with them but stopped when Zayn started speaking.

"You look like a lost dog."

Pursing her stained lips to refrain from laughing, she nodded walking towards where he was standing. "I'm more of a cat person,"

Snickering, he watched as Ophelia picked up her bag. "Oh yeah I picked that up along with your nonsense earlier." Waiting for her for a few seconds resulted in the two of them walking slightly behind the rest of them as they were deciding on where to eat. He didn't mind though, some part of him was exceptionally grateful she had decided to talk with him at all.

Hearing a small giggle escape her lips, he felt a slight sense of pride wash over him. He can't help it; a pretty girl who laughs at his jokes does wonders for his ego. Said pretty girl also just happens to be in the same band as him, no big deal.

"Nice to know I can count on you to listen to me. Are you a cat person too?" Looking up at him as they walked side by side.

"Oh yeah, definitely."

"I think we can be good friends." Ophelia felt herself feeling comfortable with Zayn. Something about him just made her want to smile.

"And if I don't think so? what then?" The boyish grin on his lips never leaving as his voice picked up a teasing one.

"Hey! I pick and choose my friends. You should be very grateful I chose you,"

"Well in that case, I am eternally grateful to have been picked and chosen by Ophelia Everson."

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"Hey, do you mind if we go in for like a second?" The blonde asked, breaking up the overly loud debate of whether Coldplay could be considered an alternative band or not. Looking through the display window of Valentino. "It'd be quick, I just wanna have a look," silently praying they wouldn't say no or laugh at her, she quite literally couldn't let heaven in the form of heels just slip out of her grasp.

"Yeah sure I─"

"Thanks!"

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"What're you talking about?"

"The guy that just walked past looked like David Beckham."

The young girl blinked, scrunching her eyebrows confusedly she asked, "who's David Beckham?"

To her it was just a simple question, but the wide, shock-filled deep pools of sapphire staring opposite hers, quickly welcomed a brief feeling of insecurity.

"'who's David Beckham?!'"

"Only like the best fucking footballer in the world!"

If Louis had thought his exaggerated statement would bring any recollection of memory to Ophelia's dense brain, he was surprisingly correct. Although her knowledge of David Beckham was definitely not from football. Hell would be more likely freeze over before Ophelia Everson ever brought up anything football related, but seeing as her new friends had a certain liking to the subject she decided to not express her distaste for the sport just yet. Her judgment could come later, perhaps when ─ if they got closer.

"Hang on ─ Beckham? As in Victoria Beckham's husband?" the sudden bulb going off in her head causing her to exclaim excitedly. "I love her! She's my favourite Spice Girl, plus she's a fashion icon. Practically raised me ─ had no idea she was a wag though." Explaining her love for the older woman through animated hand movements, whilst sitting down to try on the pumps from the display window. The infinite hues of blue in her eyes shining with adoration.

"You only know him through her? Are you taking the piss?" The Tomlinson boy replied with a grin slipping onto his face, just as passionate about the male Beckham as Ophelia was about the female. They both found it ironic how their interests were so different, yet they still managed to link them together somehow.

Just as she was about to reply ─ many points of defending herself coming to mind, Niall's stomach growled.

"Hungry?" she asked him, her blue eyes displaying amusement.

With a small blush creeping up his neck, the blonde boy nodded, "Yeah sorry, I had a small breakfast."

Tightening the straps, Ophelia shook her head as if to say don't apologise, "Sorry, you guys can go eat without me. I still wanna look around, I'll come find you later?"

They all simply nodded, until Liam spoke up "Someone should stay with you. You know for safety reasons."

"I've been here a million times, I think I'll be okay."

After a few seconds silence, Louis sighed and spoke up, "I'll stay. Who knows, maybe David Beckham will give me his number," wiggling his eyebrows up and down playfully.

The two of them watched the four boys leave after telling them they'll text them to see where they are. As they were walking out the door, Harry jokingly pushed Niall which lead him to break one of the glass cabinets that held a bag.

A very pretty bag huh i think that's gonna come home with me.

They simultaneously paused in shock, before looking at one of the security guards and legging it out the designer shop. Safe to say they probably weren't coming back here.

Ophelia and Louis looked at each other before both bursting into laughter. "I wish I'd recorded that!"

"That would've been a great blackmailing technique," After the two's laughter had quietened down, Ophelia put the shoes back in the box and walked over to the counter with Louis following behind her like a lost puppy.

"You know, you're weirdly quiet." he spoke up a few seconds later as they waited for someone to assist them.

Sighing, she replied, "maybe you're just unnecessarily loud."

Hearing Louis dramatically gasp, she rolled her eyes. "Me? Loud? Why never! Who put such thoughts into your mind, sweet girl do tell." his voice developing into ones of a creepy old lady.

Hearing the quiet giggles of Ophelia made him smile. He felt as though he was responsible for keeping her delicate smile. "shut up,"

Louis watched her look around the room for anything else she might've been interested in. He feels like this is the most relaxed the blonde girls been since they met and he was determined to change that.

As Ophelia was paying, she asked about the bag. It was a light blue bag that could be turned into a crossbody which she definitely wouldn't be doing. Louis would've offered to pay, but after seeing the total come to £1,174.00 he wisely stepped back. I can buy her something else.

Watching Ophelia pay like it was nothing made him wonder if this was what it was like her whole life. He usually found rich people entitled and selfish but that seemed to be the opposite of Ophelia. Although, he could see how she was brought up in that kind of environment. She was polite, well mannered, quiet, observant, talented, stylish, the brunette boy was shocked that they were even getting along.

"Louis," Ophelia called out, two bags in her hand. Snapping him out of his daydream and seeing her near the exit. "We're leaving right? Unless you've found a nice set of heels too? Oh we can match!" he rolled his eyes whilst smiling at her sarcastic tone. "Hilarious Ophelia,"

"I know, I should do standup comedy," waiting for him to catch up, before they walked out together, the wind hitting them softly.

"They won't go after them I know them," bringing up the incident from earlier.

"You do?" He looked up at her, he wasn't worried.

"Mhm, through my mum, she used to model so yeah"

Louis paused in shock. "Your mum's a model?!" he would have to tell the boys later.

"She used to be, she owns a flower shop now. Coincidental because her name's Lily,"

"Interesting." he thought, taking out his phone to look her up.

Ophelia stared at him for a couple of seconds before speaking. "You know considering that we're all gonna be seeing each other quite often, we should probably exchange numbers." Ophelia tried to say in the most casual voice she could muster up without sounding desperate or interested. Having a crush on one of her band members was not a thing she'd have to worry about ever.

"Already making moves Everson? Slow down a bit, we just met," Louis annoyingly giggled which only increased into laughter after seeing her annoyed expression.

Rolling her eyes, the blonde took a deep breath desperately trying to stop the pink from dusting her cheeks. "you know when a girl asks for your number, It's not normal to laugh in her face. But if you don't wanna give it to me that's fine, doesn't make a difference to me."

Trying to ignore Louis' prolonged stare on the side of her face proved to be difficult as the silence that loomed over them wasn't exactly the most comfortable for her. "what?", she finally caved.

"That why you're blushing?" looking her up and down before his beryl blue eyes landed back on her face, a smirk placed on his own that truly made Ophelia wish her profession was a boxer.

Turning in his direction for a second to glare at him, she replied, "that is my natural glow."

As they continued to walk, Ophelia watched him nod from the corner of her eye, his attention focused on something behind her. Just as she was about to ask what he was looking at, the boy wrapped an arm around her, swiftly moving them in the direction of a secretively placed alleyway. "what the hell─"

Being interrupted by his shushing only confused her more. "Give me your phone," he insisted. The crease between Ophelia's eyebrows never left as she reached into her bag and handed it to him.

"Password?"

"1234, is this a robbery attempt? Because if it is then you probably should've gone for the shoes, but hey if y─"

"1234?"  he spoke, half grimacing and half on the verge of laughing. "That's your password?"

"Hey! don't laugh! I have a very personal attachment to my phone password," trying to reach back for her phone, as Louis kept it out of her reach. "personal attachment of what! There's nothing special about the numbers 1234, you're practically begging for your phone to get stolen," his contagious grin only making hers bigger.

Jokingly gasping offendedly, "That is highly insensitive! You have no idea if there's something special about those numbers, and think of how many people around the world who have that password, you've probably just offended 3 billion people."

"well then I apologise to them, not you,"

Rolling her eyes she held her hand out in front of Louis, "Can I have my phone back now that you've made fun of me?"

"And if I did that how would you get my number?"

Thankfully, he didn't look up from typing his contact into her phone so he didn't see her shocked face, but the knowing smile on his own told her he didn't need to. "so you just decided to make me panic for no reason?" she spoke after a few seconds of recovery.

"It was fun." Receiving a sickly sweet smile as he gave her phone back to her.

"we should have each other on socials too then," he proposed, still smiling at her. Nodding in response, Ophelia opened her phone once more.

"Okay I have you on twitter, Instagram?" distinctly mumbling the first bit to herself, before opening the app and looking at Louis expectantly.

"Don't have one."

pause. "What?"

"Yeah, never had one." staring back up at her to see her befuddled face, his smile growing. "Wow you're expressive,"

"You're serious?" Ophelia spoke. Her dumbfounded face amusing Louis. "You don't have an insta account? Why?!"

"Past me knew that one day I'd be meeting you and it would piss you off, so I never made one," sarcasm easily dripping off of his words like honey. He let out an exaggerated noise of pain as Ophelia hit him with her bag.

"You are not amusing." despite having a smile on her seraphic features.

"Many would disagree."

"Your mummy doesn't count," turning her lips downwards into a fake pout.

"Sorry I don't listen to blondes," lifting his hand to fake yawn, although laughter seeped through after Ophelia lightly shoved him. "seriously now?"

Sighing in defeat, he answered her mockingly, "I don't know what to post"

"Trust me, that doesn't matter. You could post a picture of the floor and everyone would still love it. We're making you an account now." scoffing as if she found his answer ridiculous, which she did.

"I don't get a say in my own account?"

"Nope. Give me your phone."

"You know missy, I'm really not liking this attitude─"

"Louis!"

"Alright alright," Ophelia watched as he sighed as he reached into his pocket and unlocked it before handing it to her.

Opening the app, Ophelia tensed up slightly as he rested his head on her shoulder to watch her. Tilting her head slightly to look at him, she watched as he simply raised his eyebrows as if to say "what?" . Ignoring him she continued on with the task at hand. "okay what? How is louistomlinson taken as a username?"

"You know my last name already? been stalking me?"

"yeah... not just you though so don't feel flattered," the girl nodded absentmindedly, her mind focused on typing rather than on what she was saying.

Catching him slightly off-guard, he took a second to reply; his smile lingering. "Nice to know lovely, hey how about─"

"If it's something dumb then no." She was getting quite fond of cutting him off when he spoke.

"Boring."

"Annoying. Hey what year were you born in?"

"Aha! Clearly you need to brush up on your stalking skills..." his voice trailing off near the end as he watched her type.

"louistomlinson1991?" she asked.

Smiling amusedly. He decided he liked this girl. "A little long innit?"

"Yeah maybe... louist1991?" glancing at him.

"drop the 19," he decided.

"louist91"

"Perfect."

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"We should so get ice cream ," Ophelia spoke to the five of them as they walked back to the studio after having lunch. She was honestly surprised at how quick she felt comfortable around them. Well, more comfortable then she would normally be around people she just met.

"As long as it's not mank strawberry,"

"What's wrong with strawberry?" Ophelia countered with a slightly defensive tone, turning her head to look at Louis with her eyebrows creased.

"Only like the worst flavour possible," Louis took a look at the blonde girl's face and raised his eyebrows. "Don't tell me that's your favourite, can't be friends anymore."

Ophelia softly scoffed and turned her head back towards the front, keeping an eye on the rigged pavement crunching underneath her thick boots.

"It's not."

"Good because if it was─"

"It's vanilla."

The five boys groaned in unison and Ophelia would've laughed if she wasn't so surprised that they all had a mutual dislike for her favourite ice cream flavour.

"Sorry? Why are you all so against vanilla?" she questioned, looking towards the boys.

"It's just boring." Niall stated, the others nodding along. Ophelia rolled her eyes, "Oh and I bet you all have super creative ones!" she mockingly responded.

"Better than vanilla for sure," Harry spoke as he smiled towards her.

"Seriously? None of you have taste. You've never wanted to be basic and get vanilla just once? Zayn?"

"Sorry Lia, you're on your own for this one," grinning from beside her once more, the boys completely on his side.

"Oh great! I feel seriously welcomed in this band guys,"

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𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗶𝘀𝘁𝟵𝟭 has posted on instagram !

𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀
𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : The ashamed face of a girl who doesn't know david beckham
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 : 𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗲

－ 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 : guys this is not her outfit, it's still the same day she's didn't change or anything so js imagine it's the fit from last chap

𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : YOU CANT EVEN SEE MY FACE
⤿ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : and who's fault is that miss "i've had my picture taken too many times today i can't handle another"
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : taking a long look at the block button rn :)
⤿ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : ☹️
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : 🧸💐
⤿ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : 🙃

𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 : louis guilt tripping ophelia AHA
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟕 : how tf are u guys SO QUICK with the usernames???

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏 : louis' first post??? SCREAMING.
⤿ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : please dont scream
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟐 : @opheliarose you win.

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟐𝟖 : is that a cup of tea in front of ophelia? i swear she said in a tweet once that she hated tea
⤿ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐭𝟗𝟏 : she actually ordered coffee but the waiter got her order wrong and she was "too scared" to tell him so she drank it 🤷 didn't know she hated it tho
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : he looked mean i got scared

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏𝟕: her being the centre of louis' first post makes me EMOTIONAL i need to see more of them already and how this happened. did he just decide to do it? did she tell him to? is it because he likes her?? I NEED TO KNOW.

𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 : i can't wait for their album

𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐫 : how can my favourite singer not know my favourite footballer 😔
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : i do now !

𝐳𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤 : the face of a girl who weirdly likes her coffee black*
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : 3 sugars is not normal ‼️
⤿ 𝐳𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤 : come back to me when you stop complaining ophelia
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : if you keep actively listening to my complaints then i'll never stop, hope you know that z !

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏𝟑 : shes such a cutie omg how could anyone hate her?

𝐥𝐮𝐯𝟒𝐥𝐢𝐚 : "z" ??? is it just me who thinks ophelia and zayn are litch ADORABLE??
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏𝟎 : they just met?
⤿ 𝐥𝐮𝐯𝟒𝐥𝐢𝐚 : okay, and?

𝟏𝐧𝐛𝟑𝐭𝐰𝟑𝟑𝐧 : potential bf and gf 👀
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟑 : girl they just met 😀

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟓 : they're posting her now? 🙄
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏𝟖 : considering they're in the same band? yeah!! so get used to it because she is staying !

𝟏𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 : her friendship with them esp louis is already so cute

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬 : don't bring up victoria beckham around ophelia ✍️✍️✍️

𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : this level of mockery is shallow coming from a group of boys who willingly welcomed a girl into their band
⤿ 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 : gonna eavesdrop 2 learn our secrets for blackmail?
⤿ 𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 : my heel was STUCK !!!
⤿ 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝟏𝟓 : guys what does this mean

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━━━━━ authors notes !!

i'm really sorry for the wait i've had absolutely no motivation these few months and i've been trying really hard to focus on skl considering i'm failing almost every subject but i promise once summer hits i'm gonna try my hardest to update frequently bc i really do love writing this and i love you guys

i'm super late but what's everyone's fav track from room under the stairs? personally mine's my woman but they're all amazing to me, i'm so proud of zayn ☹️

last time i updated i hit 1k and now i'm on 4k ‼️‼️ thank you cuties i appreciate all of you so much 💐
p.s. i did proofread but lmk if u find any mistakes

— love, ry !

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