Picture Perfect
Noises
The plane ride was nice and quiet, but tense. Zayn was sending me curious glances, and Liam kept on shifting uncomfortably. Louis and Niall were sleeping, and Harry was listening to music. The Script, or the Ramones, or someone like that.
When we touched down, I was exhausted. We made it to the hotel, and I flopped down on the couch.
Zayn came over, and picked me up. "Zayn, I wanna sleep!"
"You can sleep. Just sleep on the bed. It'll be more comfortable for you."
"Okay..."
"Taylor, we are going to go to the harbor. We'll take pictures so you can blog about it."
"You're amaZAYN. Thanks."
Zayn just quietly laughed and walked out of the room, gently closing the door.
I slept for the rest of the day.
---
"Taylor? Taylor! We need to go! Get up!" Harry urgently whispered.
"Wha-what? What time is it?"
"Time to wake up. C'mon, we have an interview."
"Oh, crap. Do I have time to change?"
"No, sorry. But you look great!"
"Thanks. Okay, I'm awake. Lets go."
---
We got to the radio station studio, right on time. Zayn and Louis had opted out, and were doing a different interview.
The montage at the beginning was quite interesting, and Harry and Liam made many... Lets just go with inappropriate. Many inappropriate comments about it.
Then Lisa (and Paul and Baz) tried to get them to spill on some tour date secrets, and that ended up with more dirty comments.
They joked around with Niall, and how young he was. Then Liam was talking about how relaxing their holiday was, in the harbor.
Then, Lisa asked them a question. "I asked this question yesterday, in fact, to Nick Carter, from the Backstreet Boys, and he answered it. Therefore, it means that if you don't answer it, it won't be nice, and I'll lose my job."
"Okay," Liam and Harry simultaneously answered,
"Each of you. Harry, Liam, and Niall. What's your favorite color underwear?"
"I think red or black for me," Liam said.
"Are you actually looking now?" Lisa asked.
"Are we talking about us, or on a woman?" Harry smiled.
"No, on you!" Lisa laughed.
"On us?" Liam blushed. "Oh, umm, definitely black."
"I don't care," Harry said, winking at me.
"I'm wearing white Calvin Kleins at the moment," Niall mumbled. "But I don't mind. I'd wear anything."
"Oh, well, lets do it on a woman, then," Paul suggested.
"Okay, I would say black," Harry eagerly started, looking suggestively at me, making me blush deeply.
"I'm gonna say red or black," Liam answered quickly after, his eyes flicking to me.
"I'm gonna say red," Niall blurted out.
"That was bloody fast!" Baz exclaimed.
Finally, they went to fan messages.
This is pretty much how most of them went: " 'Cause you've got that one thing!" The girls giggled. Then one of them yelled," PLEASE COME TO PERTH."
The boys began laughing as Harry commented, "I love, just at the end, it was, 'PLEASE COME TO PERTH."
"It was sort of hypnotic, really!" Paul laughed.
"WE MUST GO TO PERTH," Harry robotically said, before he and the rest of the guys began laughing.
"Boys, I think we've got to go to Perth!" Liam exclaimed.
Then, they played a message that Harry botched up, bringing everything back to dirty awkwardness. But, then the next question was slightly personal to Harry.
"I was wondering, Harry, will you give me some of your gravy?"
Niall burst out laughing as Lisa asked Harry, "What is that, Harry?"
He replied, "I think it's like a-a, umm, vegetable or meat product, stock."
"He used to make his own, over at the bakery," Liam said.
"I-I like Bisto," Harry informed. "Bisto is a fine gravy."
"Alright, and you're known for it, and she just wants some of yours?" Lisa questioned.
"Umm, well I... Oh, God. I try not to spread my gravy around, too much," Harry mumbled.
"Oh, okay," Lisa said, and they moved on to the next one.
"If you were in a fire, what one thing would you save, and why?"
"I would save myself," Harry answered, trying to bite back laughter. "Sorry." This just made everyone laugh.
"If it was the middle of the night, I would get a towel," Niall grinned.
"It depends. Where-where are we in this fire? Is this a fire at your house, or-" Liam asked.
"I think you're in a gravy factory," Baz laughed.
"I'd save some- I'd take some gravy with me, and then run. I'd get the heck out of there," Harry said, revising his answer.
"Umm... I'd save my girlfriend," Liam said. Harry, Niall and I looked at him. Liam... Didn't have a girlfriend. I guess he was just saying that if he did have one... ?
Harry bounced back quickly. "Loser," he laughed.
They had a question about them at the harbor, and then they wrapped up the interview, talking about following them on Twitter, and such. The end quickly turned dirty. Lisa, Paul, and Baz, were happy to see us off, and the ride back to the hotel was uneventful. Except for the boys laughing about little things that went on in the interview.
I wasn't really listening. I was mainly typing up the gist of the interview for the blog, on the laptop I brought with me. Niall plopped down next to me, eating some chips from a bag.
"Whatcha writin'?" he asked, mouth full.
"I'm writing about the interview. You know, for the blog."
"Oh, yeah! How's it going?"
"Not to be rude or anything... But it was easier when you weren't watching. No offense," I muttered.
"Oh... Okay! I got the hint! Have fun with your... Writing," he cheerfully said, stuffing more chips into his mouth. I swear, he's a bottomless hole.
---
We got to the hotel, and got to our room, to find that our door was open.
"Huh. I guess Zayn and Louis got home early," Harry said, flicking on the lights.
There was someone in the room. But it wasn't Zayn. Or Louis.
"Who are you?!" Niall shouted.
"Taylor... Get behind me. Get ready to run," Liam whispered.
But I knew that hair. I stepped closer. I knew that person. I knew him.
"Carson?"
When we touched down, I was exhausted. We made it to the hotel, and I flopped down on the couch.
Zayn came over, and picked me up. "Zayn, I wanna sleep!"
"You can sleep. Just sleep on the bed. It'll be more comfortable for you."
"Okay..."
"Taylor, we are going to go to the harbor. We'll take pictures so you can blog about it."
"You're amaZAYN. Thanks."
Zayn just quietly laughed and walked out of the room, gently closing the door.
I slept for the rest of the day.
---
"Taylor? Taylor! We need to go! Get up!" Harry urgently whispered.
"Wha-what? What time is it?"
"Time to wake up. C'mon, we have an interview."
"Oh, crap. Do I have time to change?"
"No, sorry. But you look great!"
"Thanks. Okay, I'm awake. Lets go."
---
We got to the radio station studio, right on time. Zayn and Louis had opted out, and were doing a different interview.
The montage at the beginning was quite interesting, and Harry and Liam made many... Lets just go with inappropriate. Many inappropriate comments about it.
Then Lisa (and Paul and Baz) tried to get them to spill on some tour date secrets, and that ended up with more dirty comments.
They joked around with Niall, and how young he was. Then Liam was talking about how relaxing their holiday was, in the harbor.
Then, Lisa asked them a question. "I asked this question yesterday, in fact, to Nick Carter, from the Backstreet Boys, and he answered it. Therefore, it means that if you don't answer it, it won't be nice, and I'll lose my job."
"Okay," Liam and Harry simultaneously answered,
"Each of you. Harry, Liam, and Niall. What's your favorite color underwear?"
"I think red or black for me," Liam said.
"Are you actually looking now?" Lisa asked.
"Are we talking about us, or on a woman?" Harry smiled.
"No, on you!" Lisa laughed.
"On us?" Liam blushed. "Oh, umm, definitely black."
"I don't care," Harry said, winking at me.
"I'm wearing white Calvin Kleins at the moment," Niall mumbled. "But I don't mind. I'd wear anything."
"Oh, well, lets do it on a woman, then," Paul suggested.
"Okay, I would say black," Harry eagerly started, looking suggestively at me, making me blush deeply.
"I'm gonna say red or black," Liam answered quickly after, his eyes flicking to me.
"I'm gonna say red," Niall blurted out.
"That was bloody fast!" Baz exclaimed.
Finally, they went to fan messages.
This is pretty much how most of them went: " 'Cause you've got that one thing!" The girls giggled. Then one of them yelled," PLEASE COME TO PERTH."
The boys began laughing as Harry commented, "I love, just at the end, it was, 'PLEASE COME TO PERTH."
"It was sort of hypnotic, really!" Paul laughed.
"WE MUST GO TO PERTH," Harry robotically said, before he and the rest of the guys began laughing.
"Boys, I think we've got to go to Perth!" Liam exclaimed.
Then, they played a message that Harry botched up, bringing everything back to dirty awkwardness. But, then the next question was slightly personal to Harry.
"I was wondering, Harry, will you give me some of your gravy?"
Niall burst out laughing as Lisa asked Harry, "What is that, Harry?"
He replied, "I think it's like a-a, umm, vegetable or meat product, stock."
"He used to make his own, over at the bakery," Liam said.
"I-I like Bisto," Harry informed. "Bisto is a fine gravy."
"Alright, and you're known for it, and she just wants some of yours?" Lisa questioned.
"Umm, well I... Oh, God. I try not to spread my gravy around, too much," Harry mumbled.
"Oh, okay," Lisa said, and they moved on to the next one.
"If you were in a fire, what one thing would you save, and why?"
"I would save myself," Harry answered, trying to bite back laughter. "Sorry." This just made everyone laugh.
"If it was the middle of the night, I would get a towel," Niall grinned.
"It depends. Where-where are we in this fire? Is this a fire at your house, or-" Liam asked.
"I think you're in a gravy factory," Baz laughed.
"I'd save some- I'd take some gravy with me, and then run. I'd get the heck out of there," Harry said, revising his answer.
"Umm... I'd save my girlfriend," Liam said. Harry, Niall and I looked at him. Liam... Didn't have a girlfriend. I guess he was just saying that if he did have one... ?
Harry bounced back quickly. "Loser," he laughed.
They had a question about them at the harbor, and then they wrapped up the interview, talking about following them on Twitter, and such. The end quickly turned dirty. Lisa, Paul, and Baz, were happy to see us off, and the ride back to the hotel was uneventful. Except for the boys laughing about little things that went on in the interview.
I wasn't really listening. I was mainly typing up the gist of the interview for the blog, on the laptop I brought with me. Niall plopped down next to me, eating some chips from a bag.
"Whatcha writin'?" he asked, mouth full.
"I'm writing about the interview. You know, for the blog."
"Oh, yeah! How's it going?"
"Not to be rude or anything... But it was easier when you weren't watching. No offense," I muttered.
"Oh... Okay! I got the hint! Have fun with your... Writing," he cheerfully said, stuffing more chips into his mouth. I swear, he's a bottomless hole.
---
We got to the hotel, and got to our room, to find that our door was open.
"Huh. I guess Zayn and Louis got home early," Harry said, flicking on the lights.
There was someone in the room. But it wasn't Zayn. Or Louis.
"Who are you?!" Niall shouted.
"Taylor... Get behind me. Get ready to run," Liam whispered.
But I knew that hair. I stepped closer. I knew that person. I knew him.
"Carson?"
Notes
Well, I left all that drama to Mareeeesssaaa... Have fun with that.To those who care, here is the interview they did:
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vcYZHz6lv-w
It is hilarious! Probably one of my favorite interviews they did.
So... Watch it, and if ya feel like it, post your favorite part! Or your favorite two parts! Or three... Four... You get the drift. Or, if you're like me, and your favorite part was the whole thing... Then put that!
Have fun!
Love,
PickNandos
P.S. As a side note, I'm sorry for those waiting for me to open imagines. And to Olivia, I'm sorry I haven't written yours yet. I'm just gonna say that school's starting soon. You get what I'm saying... So, it will take longer for things to get updated, but I will do my best.
Thanks!
@Louistomlinson
Actually... Sorry to disappoint. It's the chapter she started before she left. It was actually quite hard for me to write this, cuz I don't feel right writing without her. But I'm going to for her anyway.
1/28/14