To Infinity and Beyond~ {A Liam Payne FanFic} COMPLETED

Chapter Five~

We walked down the stairs just as my mom was getting ready to call us. "Oh! I was just about to call you guys. Dinner's ready, go on, take a seat." She said as we all sat down. We said grace, then filled our plates and tucked in. "So how is Megan doing?" I asked Zayn. "Yeah Megan's Doing great!" Megan was Zayn's girlfriend of about 8 months. They were perfect for each other. "So are Nieve and Riley!" Niall and Louis said laughing. Harry and Liam were the only two boys without girlfriends. The rest of the meal my dad basically interrogated the boys about 'who' they were, like as people. "Well honey, I want to know just who you are going to be living with." He told me when I complained. "No Sam, we don't mind. He is just doing his job as a father." Liam said to me. "Sure. Daddy Direction." I mumbled quietly to myself.  I was sitting next to Louis who is the only one who heard, and he spit his apple cider all over Niall laughing. Then I laughed, and it was just us two laughing hysterically and no one knew why. "What?!" Zayn said, wanting in on the joke. We both just shook our heads and started eating again to try and stop our giggles.

After more questions and several slices of pie later, dinner was over and it was roughly 8 o 'clock. "So you boys staying the night? It's a long drive..." My mom said with hopeful eyes. I knew what she was thinking. This would be just like one of the hundred fanfics she read on her instagram. Our very favorite one so far is @boobearskitty 's Cheater Cheater. It's amazing. And even though it's awkward since I now know all members of One Direction and am going to live with them in London, England, UK, I can't stop reading them. Hm. I'll have to let the boys know which one's are good to read since they like reading them. "Uhm. That would be great! Thank you!" Harry said. "I'll go get the blow up and some extra blankets and put them in the guest bedrooms. :)" I said. I am the youngest child in our family. I have a brother who is almost three years older than me. His name is Tanner and he is in the Marines. I was headed after him after I graduated (he had been in about a year and a half already) but he told me he wouldn't let me. He said if he knew it'd be like this, he wouldn't have joined. He wanted to serve our country, not be stuck with boot-camp and dish duty for 3 years first.

ANYWAYS back on topic lol. So before he left we had one guest bedroom, now we have that plus his bedroom which doubles as a guest room. I walked out into the chilly garage and didn't bother flicking on the light, I could see enough. Besides, I wouldn't be able to flick it off with my arms full. I found the air-tight box full of blankets and another filled with the blow up mattress and pillows. I opened one up and they still smelled like they had just been washed. I closed up the box and put it on the other one, then I picked them both up and started backing up out of the garage when I tripped on the rug. Great. I yelped and closed my eyes as I fell backwards towards the cold concrete floor. After about 3 seconds of falling I felt strong arms save me. "Your lucky I came to see if you needed help love." A husky voice said. Harry. He laughed as he helped me up and took the boxes. "Next time turn on the light!" He said as he walked away. "Th-thank you!" I said after him, still a little confused. "No problem love." I followed him back into the house to find him right by the door. "Don't know where the rooms are." he said. "Oh. Right. Over here." I said as I hopped up the stairs.

"Right next to my room!" I gestured to the two rooms. I grabbed one of the boxes and led Harry to the guest room. I'm guessing the boys were in my room, hopefully not snooping. I opened my box and pulled out the pillows and blow up mattress. "Now I don't know if you guys need this. This bed is a full and the other a queen. 2 and 3 people can fit on them, maybe not comfortably but hey. And the blow up is a twin. So. Fight amongst yourselves haha" I grabbed a couple pillows and blankets and took them to my brothers room. I didn't like coming in here though. Me and Tanner were real close. More like best friends than brother and sister. When Toby died, he came home for me. Not even for my graduation (I mean he stayed for that) but to comfort me. Toby was a part of this family, and he always will be. I miss Tanner a lot and I couldn't wait for him to come home, now I'm leaving. He still has almost 5 years before he can come home though. He figured he wanted to serve our country in means of not washing dishes, so he was going to do that no matter how long it took.

Harry helped me set up the rooms and blow up the mattress, because unfortunately the pump broke 2 years ago -___- We each took turns blowing it up. After about 15 minutes we were both low on oxygen and and were red faced. Due to the lack of oxygen to our brains, everything was hilarious. Eventually the rest of the boys came in and saw us rolling on the floor laughing, the mattress deflated because we didn't close the hole. "What's going on??" Niall asked. After 10 more minutes we stopped laughing and were focusing on breathing. But I have asthma. And I started having an attack. "Need....my...inhaler." I said, focusing on breathing. "OH! Where is it?!?" Zayn asked. "Drawer." Oh shoot. My drawer. Zayn rushed out of the room and I heard him opening my drawer and fumbling through. He ran back into the room shaking my inhaler and handed it to me. Inhale....wait...exhale. Ah, I love being able to breathe. We explained what had happened. "Well. You guys figure out your arrangements...asthma attacks really wear me out, I'm gonna hit the hay." "Ya,,Me too." Harry said. We all said goodnight then went to bed.

The next morning I woke up before anyone else and went down to the kitchen to make breakfast to pass the time. I ended up making pancakes with some containing smiley faces made out of chocolate chips. The first ones down were my parents followed by Zayn, Harry and Niall. About 20 minutes later Liam and Louis followed. We all sat down and ate. "So when are you guys heading out?" My dad asked. "Well, we are finished with everything next weekend. But if Sammy wants more time we can wait." "No. I'll be ready by next weekend." "You sure?" "Yup." "OK. Well. We have a meet and greet in about 3 hours and it takes 2 hours to get there so we should head out. You need help cleaning up?" Liam asked. "Nah. I got  it!" My mom answered. "OK. So we'll pick you up next weekend then?" "Sounds great!" The boys grabbed all their stuff, and headed out after breakfast. The rest of the week I spent packing. Packing and packing and more packing. I wasn't going to bring any big stuff like my bed or dresser. I would buy more stuff. On Wednesday I think it was, Liam called and said he was having some people renovate my room because it had never been used before and it was pretty nasty. He had me send a few pictures of what my dream room would look like. I'm so excited! :D

WEEKEND~ All my stuff is packed. Paul had someone come by and pick up all my stuff and take it to the airport this morning and the boys should be in about an hour.