*AN: prolly not going to continue this story. but it just popped into my head and yeah...felt like writing it down! soo enjoy i guess??? sorry if it sucks.... i'm writing this at 130 am..WHOOO!!! neva eva goin to bed. :)*
AND THIS IS NOT EDITED
The closing credits of SNL roll across the screan with the cast hugging eachother and saying goodbye. I Take a deep breathe and slowly sit up, the relciner pushing me into a sitting position. I threw the blankets off my leg and immedietly regretted it as a sweep of cold air sent shivers to the bone.
I stand and turn off the tv then turn to the lights.I shut off one and start to the next when i hear somthing. it sounds like...knocking? at mindnight? I groan. Probably just my brother comign home from his friends. He should have a house key though? Maybe he's just too lazy to get it out.
IRun a a hand through wavy hair, frizzy from laying in the chair for an hour. I open the door, squinting into hte coming own snow.
"Bryce why didn't you just use your key?" i asked annoyed. then i see five figures shivering in the snow.
"Um...hello?" i ask, a bit nervous. i mean, why were there five shivering boys standing on my steps at minight?
"C-can we come in?" one of them asks, a slight accent and chattering teeth.
"Who are you?" I ask, my heart beating faster now.
"You don't know who we are?" another one asked, shock apparent in his voice.
"I knew there was a reason she was so calm." another of them whispered.
"Uh...." I squint into the blinding light, "Should I?"
One of them steps forward and i inch the door more shut before gasping. The boy walks out from the glare of the light and i can see his face.
"Are you..." I can't make my mouth form words.
"Yes, i'm Liam, and we are on direction."
"Yeah, and i'm bloody cold so open the damn door." i think it was supposed to be too quiet for me to hear, but i did anyways though i couldn't tell who said it.
"Sorry, i mean, come in?" i open the door wide and they don't hesitate to push there way in.
"Um...you can come to the living room?" i say as they all take thier shoes off. I lead them to the living room and they squish onto the three person couch.... how? no idea. They're all shivering still, short sleeves doing nothing to cover arms.
"I'll get some blankets and put some water on. Do you like tea? or coffee?" i babble.
"Whatever is fine." Liam manages to shiver. I nod, still in shock. one direction...in my house? what were they doing? I put hot water on the burner and turn it on to high before getting stacks of blankets from the laundry basket. I return to the living room and find the boys still huddling on the couch. I walk over to bring the blankets and notice how wet thier hair and tshirts are.
"Um, i can get you some dry clothes. My brother's should fit you." i offer awkwardly.
"That would be lovely."Harry shivers and smiles at me. I quickly drop my gaze,
"I'll go get some." I scold mysefl for not thinking about it earliar. I get a pile of tshirts and sweatpants. Hopefully Bryce won't be mad i'm letting the boyband he hates wear all his sweatpants...
Well. Bryce dosen't really hate then. He just thinks thier stupid. I mean, he's an 18, almost 19, year old guy in college. But he is a nice guy, so i'm sure he won't care. i hope...
