The art that is One Direction

Chapter 4

The boys were tired, but I was wide awake. Time differences, I never understood them. Plane after plane, I waited by the window for someone to arrive. Come on guys, where are you? I checked my phone, it was 10 pm, and not a message was sent. Zayn slept on on Liam's shoulder, who drifted off slowly.

I felt warm arms wrap tight around my waist. "Hey beautiful, need some sleep?"Harry asked. I turned around and rested my head on his shoulders. "No, I'm just impatient." Niall woke up from his sleep, starting to smile. "Lora,"Niall yawned, pointing over to Shannon and Whitney. "Shannon! Whitney!" I yelled out running towards them, all the boys suddenly woke up from their sleep, running after me.

I grabbed Whitney and Shannon into my arms, cuddling them tight. The boys cuddled up from behind us. I bet we looked really stupid, but I couldn't care less. "I love you guys,"Louis said, squished up to Niall's back. I knew the girls would definitely feel the same way."So, we going to stand here like Brits and Aussies we are, or we going to have some fun!" Liam said, starting to act excited. "Hells yeah!"Whitney cheered. Zayn quickly snuck up behind me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, "I am if Lala is,"he sighed. I nodded, a night out in London would make my day even better than it was. "Alright then, lets head off home and get dressed,"Shannon said, trying to get rid of the awkward silence.

We all walked to the limo, I'm surprised it cold hold 8 people so perfectly. My phone went off finally.

Hey, it's Georgia. Just wondering how things are going, I need to see your progress in two days. Thanks.

Shoot, I completely forgot about the paintings since I arrived at the mansion. Oh well, two days is all I needed. "Everything okay Lala?" Shannon asked worriedly. "Yeah, everything's fine, don't you worry."'As I walked into Niall's room, I pulled out my favourite shirt and jeans, hoping I got get away with putting these on rather than something girlie, it just wasn't my thing. A knock on the door made me jump. "Come in!" I yelled. Niall slightly opened the door, only to see two eyes staring. "You know, you don't HAVE to stay in my room, the boys are always happy to share," he whispered. I just nodded, I didn't know how to respond. "Even with Zayn," he said sarcastically.

My head shot up hearing this. "Would he?" I reassured. "Yeah." I quickly grabbed my suitcase an ran out of the room. I kissed him on the cheek as I left, "Thanks Niall." I ran across the corridor over to Zayn's room. I knocked ever so quietly. "Vas Happenin?" he called out. I opened the door, watching his fingers repeatedly touch his iPhone. "Nice to know I'm not the only one with an obsession with my iPhone," I laughed.

He just looked at me and winked. I pulled out the shirt and jeans I was planning on wearing and held them up. "Do you think this is okay to wear?"I asked him. He stopped fiddling around on his phone and looked. "I think with your gorgeous straight hair, it will suit you perfectly," he said with a smile. I walked into his bathroom and started to change, when there was a knock at the door. "Yeah, what's up? I called up. "I found something for you," Zayn called out.

I walked out of the bathroom with the my shirt and jeans on. He pulled out a long necklace with a pink heart, hanging from the middle. It was amazing, the most beautiful thing anyone had given me. I put the necklace on, looking in the mirror. It was so sparkly, I loved it. "Thank you Zayn," I whispered, kissing his cheek. "Hey, it's the least I could do," he winked.

Zayn stared into the mirror and started fiddling with his hair, to make it look better. "Argh, I can never get it the way I want it," Zayn said frustratedly. I walked closer to him, fixing it up the way he seemed to have wanted it. "How did you do that?" Zayn asked. "Hanging around guys all your life has its rewards." We cuddled each other tight in our arms. "You're even better than cuddling a teddy bear," I whispered in his ear.

"Oh yeah, how so?" Zayn asked. "You cuddle back," I replied, with a big smile across my face. When I looked into his eyes, his face went bright red, but I couldn't blame him, mine was too. Harry stood in the doorway, starting to make things awkward. "I'll wait outside," Zayn said after an awkward moment. As he walked out, Zayn gave him a cold stare.

"So, is my date ready to go?" Harry asked. I raised my eyebrows were raised at this point. "Excuse me?" I said. I felt like one of those girls you see in movies who click their fingers when they're not impressed. "I meant you, beautiful," Harry uwhispered. Now I know why he's called the 'flirt.' "Just to be clear, I'm not your girlfriend," I said to his face. "I love when a girl gets pissed off." I walked out, flicking my hair behind me, what a jerk. "Lala, does this dress look okay?" Whitney asked. I just stuck my hand in her face, it wasn't nice, but when I'm pissed, people should when to ack off. "Okay, I'll just ask Liam!" She yelled as I walked down the stairs. I stomped all the way down, I really wasn't in the mood, until I saw Zayn again. I couldn't stay mad with him around.

"Okay boys and girls, get yo asses in the limo!" Louis yelled out.