Cuter Than Us {One Direction FanFiction}

Chapter 1

Cuter Than Us

Chapter 1

The Beach

"7 am wakin' up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs. Gotta have my bowl..." My alarm blasts my ears. The only way I could wake up was to have an annoying song be screeching from my speakers. I know, I know... I'm a heavy sleeper.

I open my eyes slowly and groggily and let out a moan, I don't wanna wake up! June and I had such a good time last night, we went to the movies and saw what was supposed to be "the movie of the year". Which was dreadful by the way. Then we came home and made some brownies. Which apparently lead to prank calling completely random phone numbers. Giggling the night away, we didn't realize that it was 2 in the morning until the neighbors knocked on our door and asked us to turn the music down and shut up.

I shoot out of my bed, eager to stop the awful noise rattling my eardrums. My feet land on the floor, I have a bunk bed, and I waddle over to the alarm to turn it off.

I make my bed really quick and open my door. "JUNE! WAKE UP!" I shout across the hall.

I heard a muffle from her bed covers. "Already ahead of ya!" Clearly not completely awake, she shouts, but not as loud as me. I'm the master of loudness.

I slide on my fluffy, cheetah print slippers. June picked them out for my christmas present. Don't ask me why they are cheetah print because I don't know what crossed her mind when she got them. I run over to her room, which had bright yellow walls that burn your eyes.

I see her brown, long hair in a heap and her body curled up under her cozy blankets. She grabs me and pulls me under the abyss of bed covers.

"Wake up sleepy head!!" I shout.

"Why can't I stay in this bed all day?" She whines.

"Stop it, June. You need to get over Brad. It's been a month." I reply. Her and Brad had been dating for a year, then he just left. As simple as that. Yesterday night was one of the only times I've seen June happy after the break up.

She lets out a whimper and groans. "Don't a lot of people do this? They just sit in their bed because they're heartbroken?" June asks. I guess the answer is yes, but that's no excuse for lying in your bed all day.

"June, that's true. A lot of people do this. But a month? And you're gonna look back on this month thinking, 'What could I have done if I didn't sit in bed all day?'" I answer. Sometimes I feel like a mother, giving her advice.

"True." She says giggling. "Why can't everyday be like yesterday?"

"It can be! If you'd get your lazy ass up and moving!"

I am still sitting under the blankets, almost unable to breathe because they were so heavy. June needed some lightening up. I'm not gonna let her down.

"I'm gonna tickle you if you don't get up!" I yell.

She rolls over away from me and nearly falls out of the bed!

"That's right, be afraid. Be very afraid. Run away you scaredy cat! I'm gonna tickle you to death!"

"You're gonna regret doing this!" She states.

"Really? Test me." I answer back. Our relationship is so weird. I hate her, but in a loving way.

She quickly stands up and screams, "NOT IF I RUN AWAY, YOU BUTT!"

She scurries out the room.

I flail on the bed tiredly. "C'mon, June. I didn't really think you would really run away!"