Taken *editing*

Here We Are

Paula's POV

     We heard the door lock, and the flat turned silent-

*Flash back interrupted*

"Wait, so you're the ones that ate my chocolate cake?" He asked in disbelief.

"Shhhhh, let us continue, we'll sort this through later." Tiffany said, putting her hand on his face.

"My-" Liam started.

"Do you wanna know what happened or not?" I asked. He let out a deep breath and motioned for me to continue. "Sooo..."

*Back into flash back*

We sat there just to make sure they were gone.

"I think they left." I told Tiffany.

"I don't think I'm leaving this room..." She said.

"Why? I'm pretty sure they're gone," I said.

"No, I mean, look at this place, I'm in love." She said. I raised a questioning eyebrow at her and looked around. The room was painted red and had stripped run across the walls. There were carrot stuffed teddy bears, pictures of Eleanor and Harry around, and man did she look pretty and Harry was adorable.

"Nice," I said, my eyes landed on the clock. It was six. They went to Nandos at six? I didn't know it was opened this early. "Wow, I can't believe we just ate Liams' cake" I said.

"It was worth it, but isn't he crazy about chocolate?" She asked.

"So I've heard," I nodded.

"oh shit! I wonder what he'll do when he finds out," she exclaimed. For a moment we tried to imagine the worst he could do staring in mid air. All I could picture was him calling us naughty.

"I'm pretty sure there's nothing to be scared about" I said. Tiffany nodded.

         We went out the room and into the magnificent living room. A thought hit me. "Why was Zayn up that early?" I asked Tiffany.

"I know, I was thinking the same thing..."Tiffany trailed off and shrugged. I fell asleep on the sofa. Deep in thoughts. my Directioner side was in complete control of me now and I had no hope of getting my brain back from it.

I woke up stretching my hands. I rubbed my eyes and got up. "Tiffany, kitty, native American mofo!" I called out.

"Over here!" She called back. I followed her voice to some door. I slid it open to find Tiffany and 3/5 of the boys were sitting in front of a large flat screen TV.

"Where's Liam and Zayn?" I asked.

"Zayn stalled Liam," Louis said, proud of himself. It was obviously his idea.

"What are you watching?" I asked trying to ignore that they were all giggling.

"The Simpson's Movie" Niall said. That was probably why they were laughing. I smiled and  moved to join them passing by a window. I stopped and walked back to the window. My face seemed a lot darker. I squinted my eyes at the barley visible reflection of me. I had a mustache, glasses, carrots, clovers, cats, hearts and names written all over my face in a black marker.

        "Ummm, guys," I started "what's with my face?" They all burst out laughing.

"It was Niall's idea," Louis said.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it," Niall laughed harder, close to tears. I looked freaking ridiculous!!

"NIALL I'M GONNA GET BACK AT YOU, AND TIFFANY HOW COULD YOU LET THEM DO THIS!!" I yelled,  trying to suppress laughter I had to admit, it was funny.