Live While We're Young (One Direction/Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 7 - One Thing

I wake up to Amanda's Paramore coming from the bathroom. For whatever reason, that's her forte. Music while in the shower. I think it's because she sings to it, but doesn't want me to hear her voice.

I roll over in my bed and look towards my nightstand. 8:12 A.M. Which is usually when I wake up, since my first class is at 9:30. I get out of bed and walk over to my closet, peering at my clothes. What to wear..

"Mornin' sunshine!!" Amanda says, walking out of the bathroom, her Paramore still blasting. "Hey, Mands." I say. She cringes at the nickname. "You should really turn that down, Lacey and Caryn are going to complain to James again." I tell her. "Yeah, well, Lacey and Caryn can complain all they want." She says, falling back on her bed, phone in hand. I look at her, both surprise and confusion on my face. She clears her throat, which usually means a story.

"You see," She begins. I smile. Here we go.. 

"While you were hanging out with your little boy-band, I was hanging with Jimmy. Yes, Jimmy, we've gotten to that extent of closeness. We bonded over the fact that we both like My Chemical Romance, and now we're buds." Amanda explains. I shake my head, chuckling. "What, it's true!!" She says.

There's a knock at the door.

I walk over and look into the peep-hole.

"There's Lacey and Caryn now." I say to Amanda, chuckling. Amanda runs into the bathroom and turns her music up higher. I roll my eyes, laughing.

Opening the door, I see the girls standing before me. They've come to us twice before. They are quite pretty, Lacey with bright blonde hair and pretty green-blue eyes and Caryn with curly brown hair and dark brown eyes, with glasses.

"Yes?" I ask, speaking loud so they can hear me over the music. "This is the third time we've requested you not play your heavy metal in the morning so loud. I'm going to have to report you to James." Lacey says, flushing with anger. I can tell Amanda ruined their beauty sleep.

"It's not 'heavy metal'," Amanda says, walking up behind me. She says 'heavy metal' in an annoyed tone. "It's called punk-rock/pop. I'd assume you've never heard of it, since I'm sure you just listen to your Taylor Swift." She says. Lacey grunts with annoyance.

"We've heard of it, okay. Geez." Caryn says, rolling her eyes. "Just don't play it so loud again. Now if you don't mind, we're going to go tell James about this." Lacey says, a snude smile on her face. They turn away and begin to walk away from our door.

"Tell Jimmy I got MCR's new album!!" Amanda yells to them. They look back with questioning looks. I shut the door before they can reply.

We burst into laughter, collapsing on our beds.

"You're terrible." I say, smiling. "Yeah, you know it." She replies. We chuckle for a bit, until I realize I should get ready. I grab a pair of black leggings and my long, pink shirt with a black heart on it. "I'm going to get ready." I say. "'Kay." Amanda replies.

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After my shower, I quickly do my makeup, hair and throw on some jewelry; two rings, a heart and a star, big silver hoops, and my black heart necklace. I brush my teeth and then fluff my hair up a bit before reaching for the door handle.

"LAYLA OH MY GOSH!" Amanda cries, bursting into the bathroom. I jump, frightened. "What?! I could've been naked, you know." I say, a bit irritated. "Sorry." She pouts. "What is it?" I ask. "Well, my foreign language report is on Latin, right?" She says to me. I nod simply. "Well look what came up when I typed in 'l'." She says, dragging me to the computer.