I looked at the clock and it said 10:50AM.
I went to my closet and opened both of the doors.
Hmm. What should I wear? I don't want them to think I'm a slut or whore. I want to make a good impression. It is, after all, my first one for them.
Maybe a pair of my blue jeans that have holes in the knees, which also happen to be pretty tight, with one of my black pairs of tights underneath it, and one of my white a-shirts,(a/n muscle shirts you see guys wearing. But for girls). Add a black spaghetti strap undershirt. And I have an outfit.
Oh. Wait! I need socks and shoes. Neon pink socks and my black and white hi-top converse.
I also grabbed a pair of undergarments.
I went into the bathroom with my clothes and washed my face and brushed my teeth after using the loo and washing my hands. Then I changed and did my usual make-up.
That consisted of mascara, black and silver eyeliner and I bit of eye shadow. The eye shadow was barely noticeable.
Then I snapped my fingers and my hair was straightened.
I went back in my room and grabbed my black beanie with a red skull and crossbones. I put it on, adjusted for the last time, and then left the room.
I looked at the time and saw that it took me 25 minutes exactly because it said 11:15AM.
I walked out of my room, down the stairs and into the kitchen.
I pulled out a bowl, spoon, the milk and a bag of smores cereal.
I was the only one in here so I assumed that they were all in their rooms.
I sat on one of the bar stools at the counter and began eating and heard a voice say: "Well, what do we have here? A real bad a/s?"
It was an Irish accent, so guess who it was.
If you guessed Niall, then you are right.
"What do you mean? I'm not a bad a/s. I'm Michelle. And I'm done eating." I said and looked down at my bowl, which was still more than half full.
I pushed it to Niall and he snatched it up.
Before he put a spoonful in his mouth, he spoke again.
"Your outfit is bad a/s. Tight, holy jeans, muscle shirt, converse, and a black beanie. Even your hair is bad a/s. I love your outfit. It looks great on you." He explained while he complemented me.
"I don't think Liam would be very happy if he heard you say that, but thank you Nialler." I said and heard the voice I have learned to love.
"Im not, but since I agree with you, and can't really believe that you look that good in that, I'll let it slide. But, don't let me catch you saying something like that to my girlfriend again, please. It would make me very happy if you kept that on the down-low." Liam said.
While he was talking, he was walking over to me. By the time he had finished talking, he had made it over to ,e and had his arms wrapped around my waist. He laid his head on my shoulder and I leaned into his touch.
"You two make a very cute couple. I think its great that you have remained best friends throughout the years you were separated." Niall said and we both nodded.
"Aww. You two look very cute. And happy." Louis said as he came into the kitchen.
"Yes. I am happy. I have the one I have loved for 11 years in my arms. Of course I am." Liam said and I turned dark red.
I turned around and pressed my lips to his in a quick kiss.
"That is just adorable. I don't know how you weren't together before. But if you were together, then he would have cheated on you. And then you might have cheated on him." Louis said.
He started out talking normally, but by the end, he sounded confused.
"When are the girls coming?" I asked. I wanted to change the subject.
"They are supposed to be here at 1 o'clock." Zayn said.
I turned around in shock. I had no idea he was there.
"When did you get there? I could have sworn you were still asleep." I said shocked.
"I'm not. And I got here right before you kissed him. I have to say, you two are good together. When the media asks who you are, what are you going to say?" Zayn said.
"They aren't going to see me. I can turn myself invisible. I can make it to where only you can see me. And I dpont want to be announced as your daughter yet. Please don't get upset. I have nothing against you. I just want to find out who my real friends are is all." I said and added when I saw that he was getting upset.
I got out of liam's hold, and up off of the stool. I went over to Zayn and stood on my tippy toes so I could wrap my arms around his neck.
He wrapped his around my waist, and I could have sworn that I heard Liam growl/hiss.
I ignored it.
"Calm down. I didn't mean to upset you. I just want to find out who my real friends are at school. I don't like having fake friends. If I only have one or two friends, that's OK. Don't be mad though. Please." I said and then pleaded.
He calmed down considerably after I said that.
"Who the hell do you think you are?! You slut!" A very feminine voice shouted.
I unwrapped my arms from him and took a step back. His arms came away from me as I did that.
I looked behind him and saw 4 of the prettiest girls I had ever seen.
'Well. I guess these are the girlfriends.' I thought.
This was 1013 words. By FAR the biggest chapter I have ever written. Hope you enjoy.
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