Fixing You, 1D Fanfic~

NOBODY GOT TIME FO DAT

'Left!'

'NO! It's right!'

'No I swear we have to go left!'

'Since none of us know where we're going, why don't we just go STRAIGHT?'

'Okay.'

'Kay.'

Right now I'm in the car with 5 complete lunatics.

And Zayn and I are debating on whether we go left or right.

And it's quite clear that we have to go left if we want to find the forest.

BUT NO.

And to be honest no one knows where we're going and Louis is ignoring us where we tell him to go.

Niall is eating all our picnic, Louis is driving with headphones in, Liam and Harry are madly in love with they're phones right now and Zayn and I keep making up complete random jokes and play fighting.

'Harry, Liam, who are you texting?' I asked, looking over Harry's shoulder.

'Tayler.' Liam replied without looking up.

'You like her?'

'NO! What makes you think that?! Psssht, no way'

'I think you do!'

'I DON'T!'

'LIAM AND TAYLER SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G! FIRST COMES LOVE -'

'LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!'

'SHUT UP!' Harry yelled angrily. Wow.

That actually scared me.. And nothing scares me!

The car ride was silent until Louis started yelling 'AINT NOBODY GOT TIME FO DAT NOBODY GOT TOME FOR DAT NOBODY GOT TIME NOBODY GOT TIME NOBODY GOT TIME FOA DAT'

Which made things even more awkward.

So we all joined in.

Soon everyone was yelling out the words, and we got pulled over for being a 'nuisance' on the road.

Pshhht, stuff that.

So when the police left, we sung even louder.

Why?

YOLO!

Passing cars gave us looks that 7 headed sharks would get in a zoo.

Mental looks.

Yes, we are mental.

**************

We finally arrived at the meadow, and had what was left of the picnic before Niall ate it.

'You and River will be a perfect match.' I say, breaking the tension.

All eyes were on Niall, as the poor boy looked up innocently from his sandwich.

'Why do you say that?'

Which sort of sounded like:

'Fry shoo loo may fat?'

'Because River loves to eat, so do you, she's always wanted to play guitar, you can teach her, she wants to learn Irish tap dancing better, you can teach her!' I said, explaining to him.

He looked confused for a second, then went from confused to happy, happy to delighted, then finally he smiled.

'Yea!' He said.

He got up and pulled his cell phone out.

'What are you doing?'

'Asking her on a date.'