Twirl (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Alice Silver POV (yet again :P)

I head to the hotel room where my friends desperately wait for me. Before I can put the card in the door; it slams open. Naomi grabs me and practically throws me inside.

"What happened! Tell me ever single detail!" Naomi shrieks.

"I have a present for you," I say while winking "for all of you."

"Really?! Alice, I love you!" Annie yells while desperately waiting to see what it could possibly be.

I hand the photo of Harry to Naomi first and she reads it aloud, "Naomi, You know what my favorite song is? Rock me ;) ~Harry." What a flirt.

Naomi hugs me so tightly that I can't breathe. She lets go.

"I flipping LOVE you!" She shouts loud enough for the whole world to hear.

"I know," I say smugly, "but be quiet, we're going to get a noise complaint, okay?" She nods.

"This one is to Annie." I pass her the photo of Niall.

Just like Naomi, she reads it aloud for us to hear, "Annie! I recommend the Nando's in this town, so good! I hope you get to spend the day with us, we can drag everybody to a restaurant and eat as much as we can!! ~Niall." she smiles, "It figures it would be about food." Being the only one who doesn't know One Direction well; I get a puzzled look, does he like food or something?

"Here's yours," I say to Julianna while passing her gift to her.

"Julianna! Let's go trick Alice, she seems easy to fool :P Hope you get to come (bring a spoon >:D) ~Louis." She laughs suspiciously while I wonder about the spoon. I then shudder thinking of what she and Louis might do to me if I brought her.

I pass Liam's photo to Natalie.

"Natalie, I truly hope you get to come, love," she reads, and continues, "It would be nice to meet you! And I saw Louis' letter; please don't let your friend bring a spoon. Thanks! -Liam" we all laugh.

"Poor Daddy Direction," Naomi says, "always being terrorized by the evil carrot-lover"

I look down and see Zayn's photo sitting in my hands. I read it out loud for the others to hear.

"I'm pretty sure the lads wrote about things only Directioners would know so here's a few helpful hints to get you started:

-Harry's a huge flirt as you probably already figured out but he's a good lad, and he's called Hazza.

-Niall loves food and his guitar. His nickname is Nialler.

-Louis loves pranks and wants to be forever young. He's called Boobear.

-Liam has a spoon phobia and is the most responsible of the group, known as Daddy Direction

-I'm called vain, and my fan nickname is Bradford Bad Boi, or my old one, DJ Malik.

See you later ~Zayn."

"Aww how sweet, he knows you're not a really a Directioner, so he helped you." Natalie says.

"So... It's awkward for me to say but, Naomi and Julianna, what do your parents say about you two going?" I dare to ask.

"They said that we can go." they chime in happily.

"But only three of us can go." I point out.

"Shall we flip a coin?" Annie asks.

"How would that work?" Julianna wonders.

"I don't know..."

"We could do an item-grab," Natalie says grinning. We all look at her with a 'huh, whut?' expressions. She goes to explain further.

"You like each put in an item, and Alice, I suppose, could pull out two of them, and they could be the ones to go to the day with the lads. How about it?"

We hesitantly nod. It seems like a good enough idea.

"Okay. Let's get some items, then." says Alice. We don't really have anything, so instead we make tiny little drawings on the notepad giving to us by the hotel, fold them up. and throw them into Julianna's carry-on bag.

"Who's going to choose them?" asks Naomi. Natalie looks at her. "Oh, I thought that Obama would. Obviously Alice is going to,"

Naomi glares at Natalie. The two of them don't always have the best relationship, and argue quite a lot. I ignore them, and reach into the bag, clasping my fingers around one of the slips of paper. The girls sit around in silence, impatiently waiting.

I unfold the drawing- to reveal a hastily drawn Nando's symbol, a leprechaun, and a round, blonde, blue-eyed head. Niall's card, which meant Annie would be going with me.

"First is Annie's!" I announce. They let out their breaths- well, Julianna, Annie, and Naomi do, Natalie is a bit more chilled about the whole occasion.

Annie squeals excitedly, and Juliana's eyes go wide, telling me to hurry up with the next card.

I reach in again, and grab an extremely neatly folded card, and open it up. There's the colour purple everywhere, a spoon with an 'X' across it, and the name 'Liam' in a fancy cursive that I recognize as Natalie's signature font.

"Natalie is going as well," I state, looking at her. She grins, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers.

Juilanna Moore POV

"It's okay Naomi, it's not like are lives are over." I say, in a attempt to cheer us up.

Alice gets a worried look on her face; she hates to see anyone sad.

"What if... Someone could go instead of me?" she suggests, "then only one of of you guys can't go, I don't mind staying behind."

"I'm pretty sure the actual winner of the contest is required to go." I state.

"Oh. Well, uh, I'm so sorry, Julie, Nami!" she cries, hugging us both. I hug her back awkwardly, it's hard not to feel a little cold, since she was the one who chose the tickets.

"It's fine, I guess. Naomi, I guess we should hop on that train soon. Get back home, then," I say, glancing at her. She sadly nods, and the two of us start to pack up our stuff.

******

  An hour later, the girls and I take a cab to King's Cross Station. Slough isn't too far away, and the train won't take too long to get there. Naomi and I buy our tickets.

  I'd used to live in Holmes Chapel, Cheshire. with Annie, Alice, and Natalie, but after my parents divorce, I moved to Slough with my mother. I had been super depressed about leaving my friends and life, but I immediately met Naomi at my new school, and we'd become best of friends. And since my old friends and I lived so far apart, once in a while the five of us would meet up in London, to catch up on things and have a bit of fun. And go to a One Direction concert.

  We stand waiting for the train to come, and I clutch Louis' photo in my hand. Ugh, I really wanted to have met him. And I'd come so close to getting to spend the day with him...

     Oh, well. I'd just have to get over it and move on.