Rocket | H.S

two

Watching the boys get together and joke around, while staying on their professional level became one of my favourite things quite quickly.

Not only did I see how they worked and their habits, but we've created some great memories along the way. One Direction have been on a world tour, but currently on a small month break. Finishing up with the Australian and New Zealand leg. So, in theory, they were quite busy.

They were a determined batch of boys and when their mind was onto something, they kept it there till it was done. Today was 'rehearsing' and even though no one told them to do it, they only wanted to improve now that their name was commonly heard amongst the world.

"Ahhh," Niall sits down beside me, revealing how realizing it is to sit down out of a big exhale. "How ya been?"

I look over to him to give him my best attention. His blonde hair was slightly dampened, his arms toned and his chest puffing up and down.

"Yeah, not bad man. How are you feeling?"

He leans to the side so he's closer to me. "Well, I'll tell you what, its fucking hot."

I let out a small chuckle that's impossible to hold in, my smile showing as I take in all these moments. We were slap bang in the middle of summer and the Australian heat was intense this particular week.

He shoots me with a big smile, until his face turns towards Harry and Liam, as they walk over. Harry, black board shorts with no top to cover it up. The sight is enough for me to melt down in my couch and watch his reaction, but I keep myself together as much as I can in front of these boys.

Liam and Niall are both wearing loose tank tops that show off their arms quite well, all with different coloured board shorts too. Safe to say, on days like these if you live on a beach, you've got to be prepared to get wet. Harry had a thing for not wearing shirts anymore, which was fine until he tried to flaunt it all to me.

"C'mon man, we were just about to be done!" Liam calls out Niall.

Niall lets out a big laugh, that I swear he's famous for. He covers his face and rolls over, hiding his front side. He rolled in my direction, Liam and Harry both looked at me in sync. Liam's eyebrows were raised high as he tries to hold back a laugh. Harry, he looks like he's ready to rip Niall off and throw him into the ocean, but somehow in a playful way.

He looked serious, but I'm almost certain it's just the way his face rested.

"Where's Penelope?" Harry cuts through, his body shifting quickly as he looks around on the couch, around it and behind him.

"I thought she was with you guys, Amara sa-" My voice wasn't all too panicked, but I could feel the lump in my throat forming bigger and bigger. Never wanting to be in those moments that make you want to bite your tongue off.

"She's with Zayn." Liam was calm, simply stated. "She was hanging around Louis and Marie, but I think they wore her out, so she went to him. He cuddled her to sleep, I reckon." 

My breathing relaxes and my shoulders aren't so tense anymore. It sounds just like those two completely tiring out her small energy capacity. She was a very energetic baby, not like it wasn't in her genetics already, but everyone around her kept her running and on her feet.

"Why don't we go see her?" Harry kept low, aiming his tone of speech to me. He pulled out his hand and I grabbed it eagerly, giving Liam a small smile as I got up.

Harry's hand came to the small of my back, moving me to the direction Zayn was last. I turned my head back to where Liam was to give my last words. "Bye Niall! Stay safe!"