The One From the Crowd
This is Your House?
They come up to me after the concert. They all have big smiles on there faces. They're so adorable. I wish I could just hug them.
"So take us to where you live." says Zayn.
"Okay," I say, "Let's go."
We go to a cab and leave. All the way to my house they were asking questions. When we arrive, only the porch light is on.
"THIS IS YOUR HOUSE!?" Niall shouts.
"Yeah isn't it nice?" I ask.
"That's why I asked." We enter my house and go straight up stairs. I start to pack up every single thing I need, and the boys start to help.
"Where's your socks?" Louis asks.
"Two things Louis, one: I don't wear socks, and two: I keep things that you're not going to see in the drawer I'd keep socks." I say.
"I found that drawer." Louis says
"WHAT!!!!!"
"Just kidding."
"Thank god, now turn around because I'm going to get in that drawer." I say.
"Fine." they all exhale.
I finish packing and leave a letter for my parents. We get in the cab that we came here in to go to the hotel they're staying at (also where the tour bus is). It's nice.
"I guess I'm going to get a hotelroom for tonight." I say.
"Oh, no, you'll be staying in my hotelroom tonight." Niall tells me. We get to his room, and I set everything down.
"Is it okay that we both sleep in the bed?" He asks.
"Okay, I don't mind. I mean it is a king sized bed."
"Perfect."
"I'm going to get ready for bed. If it's okay I can take a shower?"
"It's totally okay." Niall says. I turn on some music on my phone. Mostly Elvis Presley, Ed Sheeran, Kelly Clarkson, Maroon Five, Nickelback, and (of cousre) One Direction.
"You like Elvis Presley?" Niall asks from outside of the door.
"Yeah, he is the king of rock." I say getting in the shower.
-After Shower-
I slip into the warm bed. I feel Niall's tossing and turning.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"It's nothing. I'm just worried."
"About what."
"I don't want fans to hate on you from jealousy." He pops out.
"Aw, you don't have to worry. I can totally take it."
"So take us to where you live." says Zayn.
"Okay," I say, "Let's go."
We go to a cab and leave. All the way to my house they were asking questions. When we arrive, only the porch light is on.
"THIS IS YOUR HOUSE!?" Niall shouts.
"Yeah isn't it nice?" I ask.
"That's why I asked." We enter my house and go straight up stairs. I start to pack up every single thing I need, and the boys start to help.
"Where's your socks?" Louis asks.
"Two things Louis, one: I don't wear socks, and two: I keep things that you're not going to see in the drawer I'd keep socks." I say.
"I found that drawer." Louis says
"WHAT!!!!!"
"Just kidding."
"Thank god, now turn around because I'm going to get in that drawer." I say.
"Fine." they all exhale.
I finish packing and leave a letter for my parents. We get in the cab that we came here in to go to the hotel they're staying at (also where the tour bus is). It's nice.
"I guess I'm going to get a hotelroom for tonight." I say.
"Oh, no, you'll be staying in my hotelroom tonight." Niall tells me. We get to his room, and I set everything down.
"Is it okay that we both sleep in the bed?" He asks.
"Okay, I don't mind. I mean it is a king sized bed."
"Perfect."
"I'm going to get ready for bed. If it's okay I can take a shower?"
"It's totally okay." Niall says. I turn on some music on my phone. Mostly Elvis Presley, Ed Sheeran, Kelly Clarkson, Maroon Five, Nickelback, and (of cousre) One Direction.
"You like Elvis Presley?" Niall asks from outside of the door.
"Yeah, he is the king of rock." I say getting in the shower.
-After Shower-
I slip into the warm bed. I feel Niall's tossing and turning.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"It's nothing. I'm just worried."
"About what."
"I don't want fans to hate on you from jealousy." He pops out.
"Aw, you don't have to worry. I can totally take it."
@LTStyles92
btw, if u read my other stories, is this true love or have i gone mad, i have the chapter written, i just need to type it.
3/26/14