Deniesse's POV
I woke up around 6:30 a.m. I woke up early. Haha. When I went downstairs to drink some tea, the light were still off so that means, they're still asleep. I brought the té upstairs to my bedroom placing it on a tray. I put it on the mesa, tabla near the balcony then I sat down. I took a sip of my té feeling the fresh breeze. I amor the beach. Really. After drinking I took a ducha, ducha de and dried my hair. This is what I'm wearing: link . A grey camisa, camiseta and a rosado, rosa ruffled skirt. I'm wearing white flat sandals. I head to the beach, removes my flat sandals, and kicks the sand. I faced the horizon....

Deniesse's POV

This is Gemma: link
Oh.. my.. god.. The boys are already there. Harry and I stood up from the couch, Harry holding my hand. I saw Gemma and hugged her very tight.
Deniesse: Gemma, I missed you.
Gemma: I missed you, too.
She pulled away very happy.
Gemma: It's been a long time.
I just smiled. Gemma looks at our hands. I realized that harry didn't let go of my hands even though I hugged Gemma.
Gemma: So... What's that?

Harry quickly lets go of my hand.
Harry: Errrmmm hey, sis.

Gemma glares at him. Then I thought about what Harry told me before the boys and Gemma showed up. I think we really...

Deniesse's POV
Harry carries my bags and puts it inside the car's compartment. He opened the door to the passenger's seat.
Deniesse: Harry, I- I can't do this. I can't go.
He closed the door.
Harry: Why?
Deniesse: Zayn.
Harry: Come on. He won't hurt tu o anything. I'll be right beside you.
Deniesse: But I's sure he'll be at the party and-
Harrty: (interrupted me) Deniesse, trust me.
Deniesse: Okay. Fine.
He took my hand and I entered the car and sits on the passenger's asiento (beside the driver's seat). He sat on the driver asiento and drives.
A few minutos later, I got a bit bored.
Harry: (driving) Bored?...

Zayn's POV
I took a sip of my frap. A few minutos later, I finished eating. Harry's not yet finished. He's such a turtle. Maybe he's thinking about the red- haired girl, a.k.a Deniesse Marielle Alexander. No. He must not fall in amor with Deniesse o else my corazón will break into pieces. I amor Deniesse.
I noticed a rosado, rosa cloth beside my plate and when I picked it up, i realized it's a handkerchief. I unfold it and sees a stitched letters "D.A." at the bottom of the handkerchief. D.A.? What does that mean? Come on, Zayn. Think. D.A....Aha! Deniesse Alexander. I grip it tight and smelled it. Sweet...

Deniesse's POV
A few days later...
Mom told me go around Londres streets since she's not always at the house because of our business. She don't want me to get bored.
The reasons why I don't want to go around Londres is because I don't know anyone here, except for Zayn. Thinking about Zayn makes my feelings hurt. But what's the use of staying here in Londres if I don't go out.
Around 8:30 a.m., after breakfast, I took a ducha, ducha de and changes my clothes into this: link . The weather is cold. I think I have to drink coffee.. Aha! Starbucks! I got inside the car and drives.

Zayn's POV
We're at the poolside....

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I silently walked inicial towards my house,not wanting anyone to see me. My phone started buzzing in my short's pocket. I slipped it out,putting it to my ear.

"Hmm?" I hummed silently

A Irish little accent answered,"Ashlynn,where are you?"

Let me tell tu a little bit about myself. My name is Ashlynn Jade Star. I was a model since I was 8 years old. My mother put me into the modeling agency at a young age. From then on modeling was something I did as a hobby. Walking down the runway...

Ronnie's POV:
Rebecca and I were watching the boys tryout from under the bleachers of the foot ball field.I was thrilled with excitement because at any moment we could have been caught.
Rebecca was rather chilled out,as she watched them through a pair of binoculars.The boys were running around the field.
"Wheres Derek?"I asked.
"He's the last one."
Derek dragged behind the other guys,then he past one....then another,and another.
"Wait a second,He's not last he's overlapping them."
"Woah!Go..."I yelled.
"Shh are tu trying to get us expelled?"
"Oh,go derek."I wispered
"He'd be a good runner."she told...

I turned off my alarm clock as it rang at 8 am, even though I've been up ever since 6. I couldnt go to sleep knowing me and Penelope were going to our first One Direction concierto today with our bakstage passes.

The phone rang; sure enough it's Penelope "Omigod, omigod omigod Chelsea are tu up yet, are you?" "Calm down Penny, okay. Geez you'd think you'd just won the lottery." Thats what it feels like." " We arn't even going anywhere until 6:30 okay" " Fine geez buzzkill" "Okay now go listen to your 1D cd and calm down" " Fine then see tu later"

I didnt hesitate to hang up. You'd think she...

I guess it's time to explain why I hate her so much. It all started in third grade. I was best friends with Mandi and a guy named James Johnson. We all went everywhere together. Our parents would go to the cine o parties and we would all stay together, supervised por my older sister, of course. Until one day. It was about a mes til the the end of 7th grade and we were having a dance at the end of the week. I was planning on asking James, I just didn't know how. I hadn't spoken to Mandi all week and I thought she was probably just getting ready for the dance so she could surprise me with...

I got control of my emotions and tried to forget the whole thing happened. I had just gotten the best boyfriend in the whole world and I was not about to lose him to some gold-digging floosie. Harry walked around to the side of my escritorio and grabbed my books. "You don't have to do that for me." I dicho "I have to go to my locker anyway." Harry stared at me like I had just set off fireworks on the parte superior, arriba of my desk. "After the way tu just told her off for me, I should carry tu to lunch!" We laughed and Zayn walked up. What are tu mates chuckling about? Harry and I glanced at each other, then spoke...

Deniesse's POV
Deniesse: Mom, he's.. nice.
Alvira: Deniesse, tu just turned eighteen.
Deniesse: Mom, I-
Alvira: tu will be sitting beside me. You're not going back to that asiento anymore.

Mom's voice is intense. i can feel that deep inside, she's mad.
Deniesse: Mom,.. it's unfair.
Alivira: It's not unfair, Deniesse. Come with me.

Mom drags me towards her seat. This is so so so unfair. Zayn is a nice guy! when i sat on the asiento beside my mom, I secretly glanced at Zayn's direction. He's looking around the plane and i think h'es looking for me. I feel bad for Zayn. I never thought that Mom will do this...

Deniesse's POV
Here I am again!

I look at my mom which is 3 seats away from me. She gave me a mad look. I turned to Zayn.
Zayn: Do tu mind if I'm going to ask tu misceláneo questions?
Deniesse: No. why?
Zayn: I want to know tu more.

He cracks a smile that only heaven can make.
Deniesse: Okay. I will ask misceláneo preguntas to you, too.
Zayn: Sure thing. Uhmmm your full name..
Deniesse: Deniesse Marielle Alexander. Yours?
Zayn: Zayn Javaad Malik. errmm your nationality- I mean something like and american- italian.
Deniesse: I'm of Italian descent, half Sicilian, half Abruzzese.
Zayn Oh. I want to ask you...

Hey! It's me Deniesse [A/N: pronounced at Denise]. My mom and I are at the Los Angeles Airport. we'll be staying at Londres for good. My mom dicho this place have many bad memories. My mom and I never celebrate my birthday since I'm six because my dad died on a car accident on January 12, the día of my sixth birthday.

At the airport on our way to the plane. I'm wearing this: link
This is my lovely mom, por the way: link. . I don't look like my mom because I inherited most of my father's looks. My hair is red because some juniors [school bully] dyed my hair when I was 12. My mom was shocked when...

Via's POV
Via: Dinner?
Zayn: Nah. I'm still full.

I heard his phone ringing and he answered it. The loudspeaker is on so I can hear the conversation.

:Phone Conversation:
Zayn: Hello, Harry.

Harry's calling him. I hope he'll not tell Harry where I am o else I will be moving to another place again.

Harry: Bro, are tu at London?
Zayn: (glances at me)

I gave him the don't-tell-him-where-i-am-or-i'm-going-to-kill-you look.

Zayn: (continues talking to Harry on the phone) Yeah. I'm already in London. You're still at Los Angeles?
Harry: Yeah. But in the siguiente three days we will be going home.
Zayn: Okay.
Harry:...

Zayn's POV
What's the matter with her? Gosh. I have to admit I amor to hear her voice. Emilia Eduque and Via has the same voice. Oh god. I really miss Via. I really want to see her badly.. God, give me a sign please.
I look at my window and glances at Emilia Eduque's house. I saw her at her window. I need to see her face because I can only see her hair. When she was about to close her window, at last! I saw her face and she is so beaut- VIA! No Zayn. You're just imagining. No.
No. It is really Via. The girl I really love.

End POV
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Via's...

Via's POV
I was watching 'Eat, Pray, Love' right now since I didn't finish the movie yesterday because of the arrival of my new neighbor MALIK. I'm eating chips right now. I paused the movie because the doorbell rang. I went near the window first to check if it's Zayn o not. When I checked at the window who it is, it's not Zayn so I'm relieved. I got out of the house and saw a French man standing por my gate. Sorry I didn't mostrar tu the gate of my house earlier. I greeted the man.
Me: Bonjour, sir! How may I help you?
Man: My name is Marchelo. Sir Zayn's driver.

Oh Fab and this man have the same...

Via's POV
After thirty minutos of driving, at last I reached my house. I drive slow because I always look at the side mirrors o the mirror in front of the driver's seat. tu know why? Maybe because I'm afraid if someone followed me o maybe.. Zayn saw me and follows me. Well, good thing someone didn't. I parked the car at the garaje and enters the house. I turned on the lights and heads to the cocina to cook my dinner. I admit it was lonely being alone. At home, i always wait for my mom to finish cooking our cena but now, i was the one cooking dinner, for myself. my cena was just simple....

"Are we ready?" I said, about to press the record button on my camera. "Wait!" Beth said. "Who's gonna sing who's parts?" I frowned. Hailey raised her hand. "I call Zayn!" she dicho quickly. Theresa did the same, except she yelled out, "Niall!" I called Louis while Mary called Harry and Bethany was left with Liam.

"Good, now let's start!" I said, pressing record on my camera and sitting siguiente to Theresa. Beth started canto as we admired her ángel voice, then Mary sang, then we all sang. After the song was over, I leaned towards the camera to stop recording. We all high-fived each other and I...

Fabrizio parks the car in front of the house. Via gets out of the car and looks at the house.
Via: It's brilliant.
Fabrizio: I know you'll like it, madame. This was built a few months ago.
Via: Thanks, Fab.
Fabrizio: You're welcome, madame. por the way, (gets something inside the car and gives it to her: link ) Your parents told me to give it to you. Your phone would probably won't work here in France. But tu can still use your old phone in contacting your friends from far away.
Via: Thank you, Fab. I'll just call tu if I need to get out of the house.
Fab: Okay, ma'am.. (leaves)

Via took a glance...

Lillian's P.O.V

After I woke up this morning I had my breakfast then headed off to House for the sleepover.
I was the first one there. I knock on the door, then waited a little for the door to open. Erica's little sister Sophie answer the door.

"LLLIIILLLIIIAAANNN!!"she dicho while giving me a huge up and making me fall over. She had running start! Then I saw Patrick in the hallway looking at me and laughing while I was trying to get sophie off me.

"you right there?" Pat dicho while laughing. I finally got Sophie off me and answered Patrick's question.
"yep." I said.
The reason why Pat was there...