The Misfits

“Okay so how is it going?” Maeve screamed through my computer.

It has been three days since I moved to London. My dad was at work and I was using the emptiness of the house to my advantage by Skyping my best friends in the whole wide world. Maeve was hogging the camera (as usual) while Mackenzie was attempting to squeeze in on the side and Elaine stood in back.

“It’s…odd.”

“Well I mean that’s to be expected Lil’s! You haven’t lived with him since you were four.” Maeve rolled her eyes.

“Where is he anywho?” Elaine asked with a frown.

“Work,” I answered, looking away from the camera and picking at my fingernails. “He’s really busy. I usually just hang out with Calhan or Nate during the day. We really only see each other at night. But that’s fine. I mean he can’t just stop his life because I showed up.”

I tried not to let on how bored I really was with this situation. Sure I got to see my dad, but it was usually in the evening when he got off a long day at work. We would just end up watching the television for a bit before going to bed.

“You didn’t show up, he invited you,” Maeve pointed out. “And work as in the boys?”

“Yep.”

The girls frowned at my tone.

“They act more like his children then I do,” I explained.

“How so? Have you hung out with them much?” Mackenzie asked curiously. I rolled me eyes playfully; she had always been a fan of them.

“The night I got here my dad had to go save them from a party. The next morning when I woke up they were downstairs.”

Maeve frowned. “Bullshit.”

“Nope. I made them breakfast.”

“That was kind of rude of them, they should let your dad and you spend more time.”
“They didn’t even know I existed until that morning.”

“Seriously?” Cried Maeve. “Why wouldn’t he tell them!”

“I think he likes to keep his business and private life separate. What do I know? But—”
My phone started ringing and I looked down at it with a frown. Unknown number. I held up a finger to the girls and accepted the call.

“Hello?”

“Thalia?”

“…Yes?”

“It’s Harry!” I must have made a face cause the girls burst into laughter. “How did you get my number?”

“That’s not important."

“THALIA! Come te da club with us!” I heard an Irish accent yell in the background.

“You’re coming out with the lads and I tonight.” Laughed Harry.

“Oh I am?”

“Yes. We’ll pick you up at nine. Don’t tell you’re dad.”

With that he hung up and I looked back to the girls on the screen. Judging by their looks they had heard the conversation.

“OH MY GOSH THAL!” screamed Mackenzie. She had been in love with One Direction for a while and I could see her start to hyperventilate from excitement.

“Help! It’s eight now! They’re gonna be here in an hour! What the fuck do I wear to a club with One Direction!”

“Wear your black crop!” Cried Elaine, Mackenzie nodded and added, “With the black circle skirt!”

“And those black pumps you stole from me!” Chimed in Maeve.

“Hair down.”

“Lots of make-up.”

“Lot’s of jewelry.”

“Knock ‘em dead babe,” Maeve winked.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you all?” I smiled.

“We know,” laughed Elaine.

I kept them online with me while I got ready. And let me just say, that was record time for me. I’m known for always being the last one ready. At 8:45pm I heard the front door downstairs signaling my dad had just got home. After one last outfit check with the girls I signed off and headed downstairs slowly.

My dad was in the kitchen reheating the food I had made for him earlier. When I walked into the room he cocked an eyebrow.

“Well don’t you look all dolled up?” He laughed. “Are ya ditching me tonight?”

“I’m sorry.” I gave him a small smile.

“It’s fine darlin’. Where ya headed?”

Shit. “A club.”

He froze.

“A club? With who?” He attempted to ask nonchalantly. I realized I might as well tell him. He would find out sooner or later and I knew it would be best up front.

“I was told not to tell…I wouldn’t want to get my brothers in trouble.”

“Brothers...You mean the boys?”

I nodded slowly. I could tell he wasn’t comfortable with the idea, but I was 98% sure he wasn’t going to try and stop me. We both turned to the window as a car pulled in the driveway.

A second later he walked over to the door and opened it forcefully. Shit. I ran after him to see what the hell he was up to. The door to the van in the driveway sat open and I was able to see glimpses of a terrified Harry and Niall as my father marched up to them.

“And jus’ what do you boys think yer doin’?” he asked.

“Kidnappin’ yer daughter?” Niall laughed, a grin spreading across his face.

“Horan—”

“Dad!” I cried, reaching the car. “Dad don’t! It’s fine.”

He glared at the boys for a moment before saying, “No one touches her. Got it? No one. That includes you sorry lot or I swear I’ll hunt ye down and cut your balls—”

“DAD!”

“Yes sir,” Niall nodded quickly as one of the others laughed, “Oh come on Paul!”

“Tomlinson!”

“Dad!” I yelled again, this time stepping between him and the boys. “I’ll be fine. They’ll be good. See you in the morning.”

“Morning? No. Tonight.”

“Mhm.” I quickly kissed him on the cheek and gave him a pat on the shoulder before hopping into the car and shutting the door.

“Tonight Lia!” I heard him yell as the car began to back out of the driveway.

I turned to the boys and shot them a smile. Harry, Niall, Louis, and a girl I hadn’t seen before were staring at me openmouthed.

“How did you…?” Niall asked, still looking back at my house.

“I told you I was his favorite. So. Where are we going?”

-

I could feel the bass thumping through my chest as we entered the main floor of the club. Strobe lights flashed to the beat of the music illuminating the faces strangers in an eerie way. It was packed and if it hadn’t been for Harry and Niall guiding me I would have easily been lost in the crowd.

We made our way through the mass all the way up into the VIP seating separated from the dance floor by more velvet ropes. Zayn and Liam cried out in excitement at our arrival and pulled us into hugs before we fell onto the couch cushions as a round of complimentary shots were brought to us.

“So this is how the over half lives?” I asked, letting out a laugh while leaning back and looking out over the dance floor.

“Welcome te the club.” Niall held up a shot and we all cheered with him.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?” I asked nodding over to the girls that hung on Zayn and Louis’ shoulders. “Don’t forget your manners now boys.”

The drop-dead gorgeous blonde next to Zayn let out a loud laugh and leaned forward, “They didn’t have any manners in the first place! I’m Perrie!”

The boys let out a series of protests while I shook Perrie’s hand. “I’m Thalia, it’s nice to meet you!”

“Thalia this is Eleanor,” Louis introduced the longhaired brunette next to him. She gave me a small smile and a nod.

“You’ll never guess who Thalia is,” Harry said, after we took another shot.
“Who?” Perrie asked.

“Paul’s daughter.”

She frowned. “Paul? Wait. Paul you’re security? No way! You’re too cute!”

“Oh I’m sure if I shaved my head and gained a few pounds we’d practically be twins,” I waved as they all burst into laughter.

“Yer not as scary though. We were practically murdered gettin’ her here,” Niall laughed. “Pauly nearly pulled me outta the car!”

“That’s because he knows what you boys are really like,” Perrie snickered.

“Oi! I take offense te that!” cried Niall.

“I mean…” I shot Harry a glare and he gave me a cocky little smile. He leaned forward and started poking me in the side playfully. “Only joking Thal!”

“Hey!” I smacked his hand away. “No touching. Do you want to keep you’re balls?”

Niall and Louis burst into a fit of laughter remembering my dad’s threat. After an hour of sitting and drinking, Perrie and I convinced the others to go down to the dance floor. I found myself next to Harry as we maneuvered through the crowd and began dancing. I was drunker than I though and I let the alcohol take over my senses and slowly the voices of the crowd became engulfed in the music. I could feel my heart beating along with the drum as I danced with the boys, threatening to leap out of my chest.

Periodically fans would come up to the guys and ask to take pictures. Whenever this happened Perrie, Eleanor and I would just dance with each other or with another random boy who was standing near. After a while I felt someone’s hands on my hips. My brain had too much fuzz in it to mind so I kept dancing. A minute later however I was snapped out of my trance as I felt another arm wrap firmly around my waist and pull me away.

“And just what do you think your doing?” I heard a deep voice ask over the music. I turned and gave Harry him a big smile.

“Trying to have a bit of fun! What’d you do that for?”

“I promised your dad something,” He replied with a shrug.

I let out a huff. “You’re no fun.”

“I’m already in deep shit with your dad,” He laughed, grabbing my waist and leading me back over to the group. “I would like to keep my balls if you don’t mind.”

“Don’t worry curly, I won’t let him hurt you.” I patted his chest a few times while he let out a chuckle.

“Yeah?”

“Yep. I could definitely take him.”

“I think that’s the alcohol talking,” He laughed again.

“Don’t doubt me Styles.”

“THALIA!” Perrie cried over the music. I ran, well stumbled, over to her and fell onto the couch next beside her. “Where have these boys been hiding you love?”

“They just found out I existed a few days ago!” I laughed. She frowned so I went with, “It’s complicated.”

“Well you’ll have to tell me about it over lunch sometime. Here.” She quickly whipped out her phone and held it out for me. “What’s your number?”

“Wha’ are you two up to?” Zayn asked as he snaked an arm around Perrie’s waist.

“Your girlfriend just asked me out.”

The boys let out a loud laughs and I stuck my tongue out at them in response while Zayn turned to Perrie. “You’re cheating on me!”

“Yeah but if it’s with Thalia I wouldn’t be too upset mate,” Louis said, raising an eyebrow and then letting out a laugh when Eleanor hit him.

“Yeah maybe you can join in on the action,” Laughed Harry. The boys burst into another round of laughs.

“Jealous Harry?” I asked, leaning in closer to Perrie. She played a long and wrapped her arm around me.

“You know it,” He winked. We continued to drink and mess around for a few more hours and I felt myself beginning to fade. After what felt like hours we headed out of the club.

“Hey!” I cried out as Niall put his hat on my head. “What’s that for?”

“Don’t want the paps figurin’ out who ya are do we?” He asked as Perrie handed him a pair of sunglasses. He slipped them on my head to cover my eyes and whispered, “Yer our secret.”

“Come on love,” Louis said, guiding me towards the ropes. “Be a good girl and follow Harry.”

“So I’m good girl and a secret? Boys…”

They burst out laughing and Harry wrapped his arm around me to keep me from falling over. It seemed even more crowded than before as we maneuvered through the crowd. I focused on the ground, trying to maintain my balance. As we stepped outside it was like lighting. Harry’s grip tightened on my waist and I could feel Niall behind me as we fought our way to the car.

“What time is it?” I asked, when we were safe inside.

“After three.”

“Shit. He’s gonna be so pissed.” I groaned, closing my eyes and leaning against Niall’s shoulder.

I was so dead.

Notes

ehh. not really sure about this one. I should have made the club scene a bit longer...

PS whatcha thing of Paul and Niall's accents??? Stupid? Awesome? Not accurate at all? I can't tell if I like it or not