I hurry up the stairs to the top floor. It takes some time but I get there eventually.
When I do get there, the boys are playing music very loudly. I realize it's one of their songs, I can tell by their voices, but I'm not sure which song.
Before I have the chance to knock on the door, I hear Harry yell, 'She's here!' and he opens the door. "Hello, love." He says, smiling at me. "Hey, Harry." I say smiling. "Come on in." He says. He opens the door wider and I walk inside. The penthouse suite is just as I remembered, huge. And the music is even louder inside. "Like the music?" Zayn asks smiling, sitting on the couch on his iPhone. "Haha, ya, whoever sings this song is pretty talented." I say, smiling at them. "That would be us, actually." Niall says, eating a sandwich. "I think she knows that, Ni." Liam says, rolling his eyes. "Oh." Niall says, laughing a little now. "So, what's this little game you guys have planned?" I ask. "Well, we can't tell you." Harry says. "What, why?" I ask him. "Because, you can know when we get there." He says, tapping my nose and smiling. "Fiiiine." I whine playfully.
Soon Louis comes out of the shower and is fully clothed and ready to go. As soon as he sees me, he runs up to me and gives me a big hug. "LAYLA!!!" He cries, hugging me. "I missed you, dear!!" I just smile. When he sets me down, I pat his head and say, "Lou, I was only gone for about five minutes." He looks at me with big eyes. "But I still missed you." He says. Next thing I know, Niall and Zayn have tackled Louis to the ground and are on top of him laughing. I laugh too. Liam and Harry join in, and Harry pulls me down with him. Soon we are all laughing. We all sit up and form a circle.
"Oooh, oooh, can we go now?!" Niall asks excitedly. "Sure." Liam says. Harry and Louis open their mouths but before they can say anything, Zayn quickly says, "Oh no, neither of you are driving. You'll get us killed." Their expressions turn sad, but it's a playful sad. "Does that mean..?" Niall begins. Liam and Zayn nod. "YAY!! I get to drive!!" He jumps up excitedly. I can't help but laugh. "Everyone, please be so kind and follow your driver to the parking garage, where we will ride in..." Liam trails off. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Ohhh. Management dropped us off. We don't have a car." Harry says, picking up on what Liam was thinking. "Oh, uhm, I have a car we could use." I say slowly. Their faces brighten up. "But we have to be really careful!" I say quickly. "It's my brand new car that I got for my birthday." "Don't worry, Nialler is a lot better of a driver than these two." Liam says, pointing to Harry and Louis. Zayn and Niall chuckle. "Haayyyy!" Louis whines. Harry sticks his tongue out at him. "Boo, you know it's true, we really suck." He says, laughing slightly. "I know." Louis hangs his head. Niall turns to me. "Would you be so kind in directing us in the direction of your car?" He says to me. I smile and nod, and we head out the door.
We head out the hall and jam into the elevator. "Quite small." Liam says, squished in between Zayn and Niall. "And the elevator music is boring." Louis complains. "How about we make our own elevator music?" Harry suggests. The boys all agree and Louis starts off:
"Yeah! Uh, huh! One, two, three flick!"
Harry picks up the next part:
"She sneaks out in the middle of the night, yeah, tight dress with the top cut low, she's addicted to the feeling of letting go, oh-woah, letting go."
Next Louis:
"She walks in and the room just lights up, but she don't want anyone to know, that I'm the only one that gets to take her home, oh-woah, take her home."
Then Liam:
"But every time I tell her that I want more, she closes her door."

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Live While We're Young (One Direction/Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction)
FanfictionEighteen-year-old college student, Layla Meyers, is just working at her parent's hotel for the weekend while they're away. She expected that it'd be quiet, normal, and peaceful. And it should be, right? Well, wrong. Layla discovers that the world-fa...