You Are My Best Friend

The next morning, I was exhausted from the show. It literally took forever to get there in traffic, and the place was packed. When we got back to the hotel, around 2am, I stumbled up to my room and just collapsed onto my bed, asleep within minutes. About 8 hours later, I woke up, yawning, and changed into a pair of leggings and a One Direction t-shirt I’d gotten at one of the concerts ,I brushed my hair, and went down to eat breakfast. When I got to the breakfast room, it was empty except for Louis.

“Hey, Louis. Any of this stuff good?”, I asked. I grabbed a plate of eggs and bacon, and balancing a cup of apple juice in my other hand. When I looked up, I saw Louis laughing at my attempt to hold two plates and a paper cup. I stuck my tongue out at him, and then tripped over nothing and came crashing down, juice splashing all over me, and eggs and bacon in my hair. For a minute it was silent save for the A/C, but then Louis burst out laughing, unable to control himself. He was laughing so hard it looked as if he couldn’t breathe. I tried to keep a straight face when I got up, but I came crashing down when I slipped on some of the spilled juice, and couldn’t contain myself any longer. I started laughing, too. At that moment, Liam and Niall came in, and of course burst into giggles.

“It’s not funny guys!”, I reprimanded them, as I my laughter was starting to subside.

“You’re right. It's not funny”, giggled Niall, “It’s hilarious!!”, and he and Liam fell into giggles once again.

When Harry came down a couple minutes later, still wiping sleep from his eyes, he saw the strange sight of me sitting on the floor, covered in breakfast food, and the rest of the band breathless from laughing at me for so long. Then, he joined him in their cracking up. I stopped laughing, and then, trying to keep a straight face, said,
“Harry, it’s not funny! Guys! Stop laughing!”, then unable to keep it in any more, I started laughing again.

“Okay guys, whatever. Laugh if you want! But I’m going to go get cleaned up. I hope your breakfast is burnt, you meanies!”, and, laughing, I went upstairs to change, shaking my head at the two year olds I'd left behind in the breakfast room.

Notes

Kind of a filler, but you get to see some interaction between Skyler and the boys. Hope you liked it!

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