BF or BFF?

Chapter ten

Awkward. Being in One Direction's house. Alone. Yeah.....

So. What should I do with myself for the next few hours? Lets see shall we?

I wander down stairs, slowly. I pause to study the pictures hanging on the walls. Most are happy snaps of the boys. Harry playing soccer, Niall playing guitar, and a huge One Direction pile up. Others are more touching. Their mums, siblings, pets. Sarah took millions of photos. 'Never trust anything to memory' she used to say. I quickly move on before I start crying again.

The kitchen smells so good, so homey. There's a sticky note on the fridge and I read it

'Mira,

Help yourself to anything you want. There's pancakes in the fridge, and they taste really good. I would eat them before Niall does.

Zayn'

I smile. Pancakes are the yummiest food in the world. I don't care if they're not a lunch food. I grab three and eat them then and there, then I just take the whole plate and head to the breakfast bar.

As I chew on my breakfast, I begin to wonder. What happens now? My real parents are dead, my foster mother is dead, and I'm now living with One Direction. What's next? Three heads and a snakes tongue?

What am I going to do? I can't just sit around for the rest of my life. I have...I don't know! College, a career, some sort of future! What about my music?

Where did I go wrong?

Oh right, probably the getting shot part.

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Eventually I get tired of lazing around and decide to go out. Though the doctors said I wasn't supposed to drive yet, to hell with them! I'll drive whenever I bloody want!

I change my clothes -the white skinny jeans Zayn bought me, and the off the shoulder blue top, with black flats- then brush my hair, deciding to leave it out. I don't bother looking in the mirror, I just want to get out.

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I shut the front door to meet a very nice surprise. My car, my little green Mazda Two, is sitting in the driveway. Overjoyed, I rush to it and hop into the drivers seat. I eagerly turn the gas on, and pull away from the house. God I love this car!

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I drive into town, and park outside of Starbucks. They can do the best coffees, and I really feel like I need a big dose of caffeine.

I push open the door. As usual, it's pretty busy, but there's a seat by the window that's free. I order a coffee and go sit there while I wait for it.

"Ummm...excuse me?" I look up to see a pretty brunette a few years older than me holding out a coffee. I take it and smile

"Thanks...uhh..." I read the name tag "Ellie" Ellie fidgets a bit more

"I'm sorry if I'm being rude but, are you Miranna Winchester?" Confused, I nod

"Yeah that's me" Ellie squeaks

"As in THE Miranna Winchester that lives with One Direction?" Oh god. A fan girl.

"Um...yeah" I reply "how did you find out so quickly? That I was living with them?" Ellie hurriedly pulls out an iPhone. She taps the screen a few times, then turns it to show me

"It's all over twitter! I'm following Zayn!" I read seem of the tweets.

@Zayn_Malik: yay! Finally moved all of my best friends stuff into our house! Follow her @justmira

@holly_styles: OMG lucky girl! Make the most of it @justmira

@Ultimatebabe: @Zayn_Malik why can't I move in! I'm so jealous!

@marry_me_1D: I so wish I was @justmira right now! Living with 1D! OMFG!

@ilovemira: hope Zayn keeps his hands to himself!

Okay, the last one was a little creepy. @ilovemira? Really? Stalker much? Still, it's kind of cool that people are tweeting about me. I mean, no one ever tweets about me!

"Wow!" I say "that's so nice of everyone!" Ellie nods

"You're like, just as famous as One Direction now!" She laughs "oh my god I still can't believe I'm talking to you! Can I take a picture for twitter?" I nod. Ellie comes next to me and we put our arms around each others shoulders. The camera flashes

"I'm sorry I'm not that photogenic" I mumble, but Ellie pishes me

"Oh please your so gorgeous! Do you know how jealous I am of your hair? And my friend Danni says she would kill to have your legs!"

"No one's ever said that before!"

"What do people usually say?"

"Slut. Bitch. Whore. Sometimes all three. 1D fans are pretty creative"

"Oh you poor thing!" Ellie says "that's horrible!" I don't know why, but I'm really staring to like this girl!

"What's your twitter name?" I ask "I'll follow you" Ellie squeals

"It's @ellebearxx holy crap you're actually going to do it!" She claps her hands

"I'll get the lads to follow you too," I say, and I swear she's about to pass out.

"Thank you so much! I always thought you were nice but you're even better in person!" I grin

"You know what? How about we hang out sometime?"

"What? You want to hang out with me?" I nod

"I've never really had any other friends besides Zayn and the lads. It's about time I had a girl for a friend. You seem like a great girl! How old are you anyway?"

"Nineteen" Ellie says "are you serious? You actually want to hang out?"

"How about we swap numbers?" I suggest "I'll text you or you can text me!" Ellie and I swap phones and I type my name and number until her phone. Instead if being a normal person and typing Mira as the caller ID, I put Sexy Beast. I always do that! I give back Ellie her phone, and when I get mine back I see she's done the same thing! Now instead of getting a text from Ellie, I'll get a text from Hot Babe!

"Nice one!" I laugh, then I see my watch "oh shit! I gotta go! If I'm not home before the boys are they'll freak out!" I toss some money on the table and grab my purse "it was really nice talking to you Ellie! I meant what I said about hanging out! I'll text you yeah?" Ellie nods

"Bye Mira!" She says, and I wave and smile at her.

Why does it always feel so nice to make a friend. I don't care, it's just nice!