Half a Hero

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Alana’s POV

I woke up in my comfy queen sized bed. My room was dark. I don’t like any form of light when I sleep. I have heavy curtains I pull across the wall that was completely glass. My room had a dark hue to it as well. The other walls were a deep red with black designs in them. The furniture was dark brown. There were a few posters of bands that no one has ever heard of, like Safe Bet Secret, Move Out West, Burnham, and more. A lot of the posters had autographs on them. I go to a lot of small concerts, like with less than one hundred people in the crowd and the band comes out to mingle after. It’s the best. The carpet was a gold color so all in all it looked like the devil threw up in my room. No, I’m kidding, it’s not that bad. The way I describe it makes it sound creepier than it really is.

I didn’t want to get out of bed, but then I smelt breakfast. Chicken and waffles were my favorite. My big question is; how is it that some Brits knew about a great American staple? You know what, they made food, and I’m not going to question how they knew my favorite combination.

I got up and pulled on some clothes. I honestly didn’t care what I wore, but I had enough sense to wear something other than my jammies. Don’t question my choice of words. Anyway, I ended up pulling on some skinny jeans that were really comfy, biker boots, a Call Me Anything t-shirt, and my suspenders done down so that they hung just above my knees.

I headed to my bathroom and exchanged my glasses for contacts and threw on some eyeliner and cover-up for the bags under my eyes.

Why do I have bags under my eyes? I can tell you, the boys sleeping in my living room were only part of the problem. The thing is; I have insomnia. Basically, I have trouble falling asleep, and staying asleep. My doctor gave me some sleeping pills, but I forgot to take them last night, so I only got an hour or so of sleep. I hope they made coffee.

I bumped into Alyssa on my way downstairs. “You smell that?”

“Yup! That’s the only reason I got out of bed.” Alyssa and I continued on our way down the stairs. We sat at the island.

“Morning, loves.” Harry smiled at us. He put some waffles in front of us.

“I’m not complaining, but what’s this for?” Alyssa asked skeptically. She was right, there was no way (or the chances were slim) that Harry would do this out of the goodness of his heart.

“Nothing.” Haha yeah right, nothing my butt. There is no way he did nothing.

“Harry! They have The Lorax!” Louis yelled. Oh no they did not.

“You went through our stuff! Do you really think that – Ooh! Waffles! You know, you’re lucky I like food.” Alyssa was easily swayed.

“Well’ you can’t bribe me.” I’m one of those people that need a little extra help when it comes to forgiving others. Harry slid over a mug of coffee. How did he know? “You are forgiven.”  I am coffee. I live off of coffee. I can run a whole day off of one cup of coffee. He found my weakness.

“Where are the others exactly?” I was wondering the same thing.

“Everywhere you said we couldn’t go.” Niall turned to me. “That’s an awfully scary weapon room you have in there.”

“Thank you.” My weapon room was my pride and joy. I would go in there if I was ever dealing with stuff. If it’s really bad, I could be in there for weeks and only come out to eat. “It’s where I interrogate Alyssa’s boyfriends.” I said in all seriousness.

“Really?” The look on their faces was priceless. I’m glad I haven’t lost my couch.

“What do you think?” I smirked. That’s right boys be afraid. They turned away.