Bare
Chapter 3: Too Early
Chapter 3: Too Early (Taylor’s P.O.V.)
I was not thrilled when Harry leapt like a four year old into my bed at seven in the morning. Ann and I had been up well past midnight talking with one of our new neighbors and seven was not the time that I had been planning on opening my eyes. He nearly got kicked in the nuts.
He was bouncing on the bed on all fours over me. But instead of swiftly rising my foot between his open legs, I pulled my pillow from under my head and shoved it into his face. It knocked him completely off balance and off the edge of my bed. There was a thump that I’m sure my downstairs neighbors had heard.
“Ow,” he mumbled as he pushed on his side a little.
“That’s what you get for trying to get me out of bed at the crack of dawn.” I pulled the covers over my head as I attempted to shield my eyes of the sunlight that poured through the window. I was awake now, but my eyes just weren’t ready for something that bright.
Multiple footsteps could be heard as I guessed Louis had somehow managed to get Ann out of bed first.
“Man, you get thrown in the floor and Lou gets punched in the face,” a familiar Irish accent said.
“Hi, Niall,” I grumbled from under my cover. A weight shifted on my bed as I guessed that Harry was picking himself up off the floor.
“What no greeting for me?” a pouty Zayn whined.
I slowly pulled the covers down to see who all was in the room. Liam had a sad expression on his face, his lower lip puckered out.
I grinned, “Hi Zayn.”
A small chuckle escaped me as a smile spread across his face. The moment was cut short when Harry nodded at the two in the doorway. Before I knew what to do, they were all bouncing on my bed and me.
“Get the fuck off!” I screamed as I tried to find a way to unpin myself from the covers. My effort seemed to produce little result as the three ogres continued to treat me like a trampoline.
“Will you three calm down?” the reasonable voice of Liam came from the doorway. The three paused and looked at him as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. They all bowed their heads as they climbed off the bed.
I threw the cover off of me, exclaiming, “Thank God!”
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed before anyone could pin me down again. I sat patiently and watched as the might of Daddy Direction entered my room.
“What the hell did you guys think?” Liam uncrossed his arms to place his hands on his hips, “That she could move with you three buffoons on top of her?”
The three looked at the floor and shrugged their shoulders. They mumbled an apology, before Liam pulled them from the room so I could get ready. Before I knew what was happening, Ann and I were dressed and ushered out the front door. I was barely given time to lock the door as I was drug down the stairs into the back of the van.
“You guys could have made that look a little less like a kidnapping,” I grumbled as the van went into motion.
Liam peeked over his shoulder at me, “Sorry. I figure you guys wouldn’t want the paparazzi all over you on your first actual day here.”
I nodded at him in understanding. That was something that I always seemed to forget about. It never really crossed my mind because it had never really been a problem before. I decided to clear my mind as my eyes wondered around the inside of the van.
I could sense Ann’s desire to bounce up and down in the passenger’s seat next to Louis. I knew this would happen when she finally stopped to think about what we were getting ready to go do. The prospect of being in an actually recording studio was a thing of a dream. Sure shehad gotten to play around with the studio equipment that was at our university, but it wasn’t like stepping into an actually recording studio and getting to see someone working with the real thing.
My thoughts were being continually disrupted by the curly haired boy sitting beside me in the backseat. His bony elbow kept creeping its way just above mine. I was too tired to try and grab his hand to get him to stop, so I leaned my head back and let him continue. Another part of me was thankful for the lack of effort I had, or I probably would have chewed his head off.
I would occasionally peer through my eyelashes and see Louis and Ann’s hands intertwined on the console. A sigh escaped me against my better judgement.
“What’s wrong?”
I shrugged my shoulders without even turning to look over at him. I felt his fingers lace their way into mine before he gave my hand a light squeeze. I waited a moment before replying with a soft squeeze of my own. I let my head roll over to the side and gazed out the window at home for the next two months.
I was not thrilled when Harry leapt like a four year old into my bed at seven in the morning. Ann and I had been up well past midnight talking with one of our new neighbors and seven was not the time that I had been planning on opening my eyes. He nearly got kicked in the nuts.
He was bouncing on the bed on all fours over me. But instead of swiftly rising my foot between his open legs, I pulled my pillow from under my head and shoved it into his face. It knocked him completely off balance and off the edge of my bed. There was a thump that I’m sure my downstairs neighbors had heard.
“Ow,” he mumbled as he pushed on his side a little.
“That’s what you get for trying to get me out of bed at the crack of dawn.” I pulled the covers over my head as I attempted to shield my eyes of the sunlight that poured through the window. I was awake now, but my eyes just weren’t ready for something that bright.
Multiple footsteps could be heard as I guessed Louis had somehow managed to get Ann out of bed first.
“Man, you get thrown in the floor and Lou gets punched in the face,” a familiar Irish accent said.
“Hi, Niall,” I grumbled from under my cover. A weight shifted on my bed as I guessed that Harry was picking himself up off the floor.
“What no greeting for me?” a pouty Zayn whined.
I slowly pulled the covers down to see who all was in the room. Liam had a sad expression on his face, his lower lip puckered out.
I grinned, “Hi Zayn.”
A small chuckle escaped me as a smile spread across his face. The moment was cut short when Harry nodded at the two in the doorway. Before I knew what to do, they were all bouncing on my bed and me.
“Get the fuck off!” I screamed as I tried to find a way to unpin myself from the covers. My effort seemed to produce little result as the three ogres continued to treat me like a trampoline.
“Will you three calm down?” the reasonable voice of Liam came from the doorway. The three paused and looked at him as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest. They all bowed their heads as they climbed off the bed.
I threw the cover off of me, exclaiming, “Thank God!”
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed before anyone could pin me down again. I sat patiently and watched as the might of Daddy Direction entered my room.
“What the hell did you guys think?” Liam uncrossed his arms to place his hands on his hips, “That she could move with you three buffoons on top of her?”
The three looked at the floor and shrugged their shoulders. They mumbled an apology, before Liam pulled them from the room so I could get ready. Before I knew what was happening, Ann and I were dressed and ushered out the front door. I was barely given time to lock the door as I was drug down the stairs into the back of the van.
“You guys could have made that look a little less like a kidnapping,” I grumbled as the van went into motion.
Liam peeked over his shoulder at me, “Sorry. I figure you guys wouldn’t want the paparazzi all over you on your first actual day here.”
I nodded at him in understanding. That was something that I always seemed to forget about. It never really crossed my mind because it had never really been a problem before. I decided to clear my mind as my eyes wondered around the inside of the van.
I could sense Ann’s desire to bounce up and down in the passenger’s seat next to Louis. I knew this would happen when she finally stopped to think about what we were getting ready to go do. The prospect of being in an actually recording studio was a thing of a dream. Sure shehad gotten to play around with the studio equipment that was at our university, but it wasn’t like stepping into an actually recording studio and getting to see someone working with the real thing.
My thoughts were being continually disrupted by the curly haired boy sitting beside me in the backseat. His bony elbow kept creeping its way just above mine. I was too tired to try and grab his hand to get him to stop, so I leaned my head back and let him continue. Another part of me was thankful for the lack of effort I had, or I probably would have chewed his head off.
I would occasionally peer through my eyelashes and see Louis and Ann’s hands intertwined on the console. A sigh escaped me against my better judgement.
“What’s wrong?”
I shrugged my shoulders without even turning to look over at him. I felt his fingers lace their way into mine before he gave my hand a light squeeze. I waited a moment before replying with a soft squeeze of my own. I let my head roll over to the side and gazed out the window at home for the next two months.
Notes
Hey guys!
Good news! Updates should be coming on a more regulated schedule. I am getting further in writing this and am excited for you all to read it. I love hearing from you and seeing what you think of the girls and the story. Hope you enjoy this chapter, promise for some more drama soon.
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Kiki
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1/23/17