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Chapter 9

Shaunee's POV

ღ I stretched my arms high in the air and wiped the sleep out of my eyes.
"Ok losers, get up." I moaned, throwing my sheets back on the bed and getting up.

I heard didn't hear snores emanating from where Harry had chosen to sleep.
"Harry?" I called, still half asleep.

I checked the floor where he had laid last night.

"Harry? This really isn't funny..." I looked at the pile of boys...and Harry was laying on the left side.
I smiled to myself. He had chosen to sleep with them...I wonder if he had trouble sleeping.

I shook my head.
'You hate them Shaunee' I reminded myself.

I clapped my hands loudly. "Ok! Boys! Get up. We have a lot of work to get done today."

Niall moaned and rolled over. "Do we have too?"
"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Niall, you've been here for two days and we haven't even gathered ideas."

"So? Shaunee it's 10:00...." Louis groaned with exhaustion.
"Louis! I sometimes have to wake up at five o'clock and your complaining about ten?"

"Yes!" Zayn rolled over.

I threw a pillow at Harry's mop of "hair."
"Get up!"

"Eh." Niall continued to annoy me.

Meanwhile "Mr Goody Two Shoes" Liam wasn't even trying to get up.
"Liam, get up."

"So sorry Shaunee, my apologies." Liam sat up. "Boys, you heard Shaunee."

"Aw c'mon daddy...." Louis protested.

"Wait....Liam's your dad?" I sputtered.

"Well, no...." Niall started.
"But he's like a dad." Louis explained.

"Um...okay.." I mumbled, unsure of what to say. I guess in a way, he was kinda like a dad. He was the most mature...or simply mature at this matter. Although he was the same age as the rest of the boys, he acted father-ish. If that's even a word.

"Um well...anyways! We need to get a bite to eat and get ready to start drumming up some ideas." I contained.
Hearing my loud voice alarmed Harry as he rolled over and his eyes flew open.

"But none of us play the drums." Louis said.

I stared at Harry as he sat up and looked me in the eyes.
"Um, Shaunee?"

"Oh sorry." I blushed and quickly looked away. He looked..um weird when he woke up.

"None of us play the drums." Louis repeated.

"Oh....that doesn't matter...I only need your voices...."
"-But you said we have to drum up ideas..."

"Lou! It's a f*cking expression!" Zayn yelled, shocking everyone.
"Okay." Louis rolled his eyes. "I knew that."

ღI walked into the kitchen to see what I could feed five hungry monsters.
I was digging through the selves when Rachel walked in the room.

"Woah, Rachel. Brush your hair or something."
Rachel rolled her eyes. "No sh*t, I just woke up that's all."

"Well, so did I...and I don't look that bad." I smiled matter-of-factly.

I took out five bowls for cereal. I was too lazy to order my maids to make waffles. They didn't deserve it anyways.
I carried the bowls in one hand and two boxes of cereal in the other.

Rachel eyed me. "Your hungry today huh? Thought you were in some crazy diet again."

Dammit! I forgot Rachel didn't know about One Direction....
I didn't really want to tell her about them either.
She'd just laugh about me needing extra help from a garage band.

"Um...yeah! Just though I'd you know....fatten up a bit?" I lied. I'm actually a pretty good liar...trust me I've done better.

Rachel gave me a funny look. "Um ok....?"
"Why do you care anyways?" I huffed, and ran upstairs.

ღ "Ok boys...chow time." I muttered.
Louis jumped up from behind my door.
I dropped the cereal and milk carton.
The milk busted and spilled everywhere while the cereal scattered everywhere. The bowls shattered into pieces.

I covered my mouth with my hands.
"Oops." Louis muttered.

"Hi?" Harry stared at the mess nervously.

The entire room went dead.
"LOUIS!" I screamed.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know you were coming up with all that stuff!" Louis tried to get out of trouble.
"I told you I was getting breakfast!"

"Look what you did!"

Louis looked down. "Sorry.."
"We'll help you clean it up?" Zayn offered.
Louis ran over to help.
"No! Just stop!!! Everything you guys touch you ruin!" I spat.

Niall stopped his insane giggling.

"Just get ready to record. I'm going to get my clothes on downstairs." I shook my head in disgust and started downstairs.

"Need any help?" Harry offered.
I squinted at him.
"No you pervert."

ღ I shut the bathroom door and took a deep breath. Finally some peace and quiet. Away from those obnoxious boys.
I though they were a 20-24 year old punk band, not some freak show of 2 year olds.

I put on some ripped black tights and a black tank top. I brushed out my white blonde hair and applied some thick, bold, red lipgloss.
Perfect.

Not hearing any screaming or fighting, I figured the boys were fine, and occupied.
I breathed a sigh of relief.

I walked up the tile stairs to see if the boys were ready.
I opened the door.

The boys each we're using my mirrors to do their hair. Divas.
"Um...you guys good?" I stared at Niall attempting to perfectly quiff his hair.

"Yeah." Liam replied, putting his black boots on.

"Help..." Niall moaned as a comb was stuck in his blonde hair. I tried not to smile as I ripped it out.
"Thanks." His face turned bright red.

Zayn and Liam were done so I went to Louis.
"You good, Louis?"

Louis sprayed a ton of hairspray on his hair.
"Um...Louis?" I stared at the ground where two cans of spray lay.
"You used two while cans of my spray!?!?"

Louis grinned mischievously. "Yeah sorry." He said quickly.
"Ugh Louis..." I wasn't in the mood for more yelling so I let it go.

I looked at the back of Harry's thick curly hair. I approached him.

"Harry?"

Harry jumped at the sound of my voice. "Oh..hi Shaunee."
"S-sorry I scared you."

Harry shrugged. "It's okay. Your just always mad...your voice startles me."

I bit my lip and looked down. Was he right? Was he afraid of me?

"Um...well do you need any help with anything-"

"You look beautiful." Harry interrupted.
I stopped and smiled. "T-thank you...thanks Harry."

I turned away. Ugh! Why does he do this to me? I hated him. So much. You don't even understand.

"Hey, can you bring me a hair straighter?" Harry questioned.
I turned toward him.
"Excuse me?"

"Look, I know you have one. I know your hair is naturally curly." Harry shrugged again.

"What?!? How?" I shushed him.
"Look, I know your appearance isn't the real you."

I looked away.
"But I think I can help you find 'You.'"

A/N Sorry for not updating yesterday! I was gone all day swimming in the Rainbow River. (: best thing I've ever done.
How's ya'lls Summer been?