Chapter 2- Rude Awakening

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10:30pm (an hour or so after leaving the airport. Eleanor is just waking up)

~~~( Eleanor's P.O.V )~~~

"Is she dead?"

"I don't know.. poke her."

"She got some fine boobs right there.."

"Anyone hungry?"

I hear voices around me but I don't recognize them. Afraid to open my eyes I continue to listen to the awkward conversation around me.. maybe I was abducted by aliens with British and Irish accents or something. Oh my god one of them just poked my butt..

"Nope she's alive"

"How do you know that? You poked her butt there's no pulse in the butt you have to check her heart rate?"

"I want Nandos"

"So by saying 'You have to check her heart rate' mean I have permission to put my hands on her boobs?"

That's it. I quickly open my eyes before anybody puts their hands on me and I see five drop dead gorgeous guys hovering over me. "Hello.." I nervously say as I sit up and realize I'm on a bed. how did I get..

"WELCOME!" The one with suspenders on shouts as if I was deaf, cutting off my thoughts.

"Where's.."

"Simon left for an emergency business meeting but he left you a note on the desk over there" The blond one says as he cuts me off mid sentence and points to the note on top of the glass table.

"Oh.." I manage to say as I browse the room with my eyes. It's absolutely breath taking. The walls are a light violet and the bed frame is a deep black with grey curtains slightly blowing from the breeze of the french doors off to the corner of the room.

"I'm sorry on the behalf of One Direction for rudely waking you up." The one in plaid says. "I'm Liam"

"Eleanor." I manage to say with a bit of a blush on my face. These boys don't seem too bad..yet.

"Zayn" The one admiring himself in the mirror says as he waves at me from across the room.

"Harry" The one sitting next to me on the bed with the curly hair. He has no shirt on and as my eyes travel down his chest I notice he has four nipples.. weird. "Oh I've heard much about you Mr.Harry.." I warily say as I schooch away from him.

"Louis!" The boy in suspenders shouts, a grin plastered across his face. I smile and nod my head, he seems nice and damn do I like his style!

"Niall" The lad shoving Pringles in his mouth says, chips falling onto my bedroom floor. I laugh and shake my head, boys will be boys.

"Let me give you a tour of your new home." Liam smiles, holding out his hand towards me. I smile and take his hand as he helps me off the bed. I follow him into the hallway and we start to head down the stairs. "Watch your step love, don't need you to hurt yourself." He jokes. 'Love'.. never once in my life have I ever been called love. I really think I'm going to like this place.

"Oh.." I say as we pass a cabinet filled with awards, records, and a bunch of other shiney things. Liam laughs and stops, pointing to each one and how they won it and where they won it and stuff like that. My mind doesn't register his words as my attention is gazed on how beautiful he is. His complexion is incredidible, he's so tall and lean. The way his hair is swooped to the side, the way he smiles while speaking.. no wonder why all the girls on Earth love him. He's like an angel.

"Eleanor?"

"Oh huh?" I say, shaking my head and coming back to reality. I blush as he laughs, "Sorry I didn't mean to bore you but lets continue on with the tour shall we?" I smile and nod my head as we continue walking around the first floor.

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