Not Again!(One Direction)

CHAP 2. <3

I quickly showered since the boys would probably be over earlier than they should be. I let my hair air dry since I would be curling it anyway.

I put on my bra and underwear so I had something on while I was doing my make up and nails. While my nails were drying, I carefully got out my curling iron. I never wore my hair curly unless I went to some party or was trying to impress a guy and tonight I needed to make a good impression on my neighbors, plus HE would be here.

Ugh, my stomach weakened. Once my nails were completely dry I finished my make up and got started on my hair.

Recently I put some pink streaks in my hair but nothing too serious. I had a bit in my bangs and a section behind both of my ears that went down to the end of my hair. When I curled my hair I loved how the pink spiraled in with my dirty blonde hair. I was putting in my earrings when there was a knock at the door.

I looked at the clock realizing that whoever it may be was an hour and a half early, so it must be the boys.

“Come in!” I yelled as I peeked my head out from behind my bedroom door. I saw Niall first with the sandwich trays.

“Thank you so much for getting them. You can just put them in my amazing new fridge,” I winked at him.

“I’ll be right out, just gotta get my dress on” I said as I closed my door slightly and walked over to the dress I had bought last week. I thought it would be too much but you could never go wrong with a simple black dress.

I slowly slid into my dress and reached around the back trying to reach the zipper. “LOUUUU!” I whined out of frustration. He peeked his head into my room and whistled, “Sexy Lexi!” He spoke louder than you should have as I pointed to my zipper.

“Shut up and zip me up, loser.” I said as I turned around in front of him. He moved my hair to the side and finished zipping my dress.

“There ya you,” he said tapping my butt.

I walked over to my closet and took out a pair of black heels and slid them on. I made my way over to my mirror and looked myself up and down, looking for one thing out of place. “Love, you look fantastic,” Louis stated not taking his eyes off of me once.

I smiled and walked over to him linking my arm with his as we made our way to the kitchen. He walked out in front of me and shouted,