When rainbow meets sunshine. (1D fan-fic)

Chapter 8: Flawed perfections.

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WHEN RAINBOW MEETS SUNSHINE © 2013.

Chapter 8: Flawed perfections.

Myrrah's POV.

"Myrrah! Here! Got some flowers delivered for Liam, from Miss. Daniel Peazer. Could you reach them to him?" One of the gate security persons walked up to me with a huge bunch of lovely smelling flowers.

"Its my job." I took them from his hand and smiled.

*knock knock*

"Hold on!" I heard Zayn's voice coming through the door.

"Harry! Wear the damn pants!" Liam it was.

So here's to all the people, who said Harry has changed. In your face, losers!

"C'mon in." And after few seconds, Niall's command, was my cue to enter in.

I opened the door half and peaked in to see if the coast was clear off any skin-show by Harry or any other lad.

"Special delivery for Mr. Liam Payne." I think the huge smile plastered on my face raced through the room before I did. As Liam's eyes landed on the lovely bunch of flowers in my hand, a slight pink crept up his cheeks. Aww!

"Looks like you already have a hint of, who they're from?" my raised eyebrow got a Liam's cheek to warm a bit more.

"Hint?! If you hadn't walked in with that right now, Liam would have run the streets to get these flowers himself." Niall commented earning a frown from Liam and a good laugh from the rest of us.

"So... all set?" I enquired. My head unconsciously wandering around the room and at each of the boys.

"Niall's getting high on chips. Zayn's has already got the stylist worked up with the way his quiff should look. Harry was having quite an airy lounging, up until you walked in. And, Liam is blushing tomato red at his screen." Louis jumped from his end to stand right next to me. He wrapped his right hand around my shoulders.

"We're totally killing it!" he smirked.

I couldn't help but throw my head back in laughter. I could see the guys grinning at his comment. Every single letter of his comment was laced in truth. How relaxed these guys are right now, is beyond my understanding. If it was for me who'd have to go on the stage and perform in less than one hour. I would have been in an ambulance, being shipped off to a hospital, right now for hyper-ventilating. Are these boys even human?