October 2012
Bailey’s P.O.V.
“Niall Horan I hate you!” I yelled as I walked through the front door. “Oh hey guys.”
Everyone was laughing as I yelled at Niall.
“What did I do?” he asked.
“Did you see my name on your phone and ignore it as I called you from the mall so I wouldn’t have to walk home in the pouring rain?” I asked taking off my ruined combat boots and throwing them on the porch. “I had to walk 6 blocks in the rain before I finally found a place to buy an umbrella and even then I got soaked. Look at me. I’m a mess!”
And I was. My flannel shirt was sticking to my body, my leggings were drenched, my socks were making squishy sounds every time I took a step, my bag was dripping on the floor, my makeup was running, and my hair was frizzing out because I had just gone from cold and wet to warm and dry.
“Crap I’m sorry,” Niall apologized.
“If I get pneumonia I hope you’re ready to quit the band to nurse me back to health,” I said going upstairs.
“Liam won’t let me!” he called back triumphantly.
“I will too!” Liam protested.
“HA!” I yelled as I shut my door.
I brushed my hair out and sprayed it with frizz control spray before changing into yoga pants and a jacket.
“I’m already in a mood so if I find out you finished my brownies from my mom, I’ll kill you,” I said as I went downstairs. “Niall!”
“It wasn’t me!” he defended himself. “Zayn ate the last one!”
“Lies!” Zayn yelled.
“Niall you owe me brownies!” I said throwing the empty package away.
“Did you at least find something good at the mall?” El asked.
“The problem with living in walking distance of the mall is I go all the time, therefor not finding anything new. So no, I didn’t find anything good at the mall,” I sighed flopping down next to Niall.
“Pizza?” Niall asked grabbing the phone.
“I could eat a horse,” I said.
He laughed and began to make the call as closed my eyes. I was exhausted.
Lately, I hadn’t been able to sleep. I’d been finally drifting off at 3AM and waking up at around 8. I didn’t know what was going on. My internal clock was just having fun on vacation apparently.
I was having trouble keeping my eyes open as I ate that night. I was almost looking forward to all of them leaving so I could go and sleep.
But then Louis had to be Louis and say, “We should go out!”
And of course everyone wanted to.
“Pass,” I yawned.
“What?” they all looked at me in shock.
“No! Bailey! You have to come!” Louis begged. “You’re the fun one! No offense.”
“I can’t,” I yawned again. “I’m absolutely dead right now. But you guys go. Have fun.”
I went upstairs as they began to make plans. I was in the bathroom, washing my face and getting ready for bed when I heard a soft knock.
“Come in,” I called.
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Letters Not Sent, Voices Not Heard {A One Direction Fan Fiction}
FanfictionBailey McCallahan and Niall Horan have been best friends since they were 5. All their lives, their families have teased that they were going to end up getting married to which they have always scoffed. After not having seen each other for 2 years, t...
