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"Lucy" one of the boys who I'm pretty sure was harry called my name. "Are you coming for dinner?"

I didn't respond because admitting I was lost? that would be to embarrassing. I've never cared what people thought of me but in a weird way I feel like I have to show these guys I'm worth the money they paid.

my thoughts are interrupted by a hand on my shoulder, I swing around ready to punch whoever it was in the face by they caught my hand mid arm.

"Slow down tiger" Liam laughs "why are you here? the kitchens on the other side of the house"

"How was I meant to know that it's not like any of you had the decency to show me around" I snapped back

he went to say something but closed his mouth just as fast as it had opened. still holding my fist in his hand he led me back down the hallway, I was trying to remember the way we were going so I could find my way around later. it wasn't going very well.

we made it to the kitchen after what felt like forever but was only a couple of minutes and I saw the other four boys staring at me as I walked in. I shifted under their gaze and saw Liam chuckle out of the corner of my eye. I shot him a glare and moved towards the table where the pizza was laid out. there was cheese, meat lovers, peperoni and Hawaiian. I looked at the Hawaiian pizza and made a face which must have looked somewhat disgusted because louis laughed. I looked at him evening out my face since me wasn't disgusting to look at. I was almost certain i knew what he was laughing about so I didn't bother to ask.

 I grabbed a plate like the boys did a put a few pieces of pizza on it, I wasn't afraid to eat Infront of any especially not boys, a lot of girls are and i don't get it boys like a girl that can pack it away, but they choose to eat like a rabbit. i don't know if I'll ever truly understand girls.

i thought we would sit at the table and eat, i was even debating going and eating in my room, or the room i was staying in. but instead the boys stalked off to the living room with their pizza pilled plates in hand and Zayn asked me if i was coming so i followed along without a word.

since i started walking after the rest of them and due to the fact, their legs had to be twice the length of mine i arrived in the living room after they did. when i entered they were all sitting down already and obviously hadn't taken into account there was an extra person living here now because there were only five seats and all of them were being sat on. 

i stared for a second then Liam spoke "you could always sit on my lap again" of course Liam would say that i internally rolled my eyes "I'll pass thanks" i smiled a sweet sarcastic smile and sat on the floor Infront of louis and harry, they seemed like my safest bet. i saw Liam smirk at me but ignored him and leaned my back against the coach since louis and harry had moved their legs to the side allowing me to get comfortable. they were a good choose, well done me i thought.

Niall had the TV remote and started flipping through Netflix silently. no one said anything indicating what we were going to watch for a few minutes but all of a sudden, some type of fight broke out between them. yelling at each other about different movies "we watched that two days ago" "that movie sucks" "i watched that with my ex you know it's a sore subject" i couldn't tell who was saying what but i just sat there and let them do it. 

"You all act like children" i muttered under my breath after a minute of their screaming match. somehow over their yelling they heard me. 

"This is a very important convocation" harry said to me not a hint of humor in his tone or face. were they serious about this fight?

"you're acting like babies just pick something and shut up" i huffed. something must have worked because they sat down, and Niall clicked on the first movie he saw. 'The Wolverine' i wasn't going to complain about it Hugh Jackman is so fine.

we watched the movie in silence eating our pizza and admiring Hugh, or maybe that was just me i hoped i wasn't drooling. 

i must have fallen asleep because i rolled over and i was lying down on my pink bed, no longer in my band shirt and skinny jeans rather a PJ set I'd never seen before. it takes me a second to register but when i did i shot up in bed.

 1. whose clothes are these?

 2. who put me in them?

 3. why is there an arm draped over my waist? 

and 4. WHO IS IN MY BED?

the room was dimly lit only by the shine of the moon and i could beardly make out the body lying next to me...

who could it be????????

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