A winning SUMMER HOLIDAY. (One D FanFic)

Chapter One.... Day out.

Chapter One.... Zoë Girard profile. 

I peeled my sleepy eyes open, my head was throbbing with unbelievable pain. My mouth was dry and saw and my throat had a disgusting lump stuck in it. I squinted at the sharp ray of sunshine bursting through the windows. I looked out my window to see a big green tree with tweeting birds on. Since when has that been there? I’ve never had a tree outside my window? I asked myself, looking around the room I didn’t recognise a thing, there was a drums kit, a guitar, a messy desk and there was boys underwear everywhere.

I suddenly felt a warm breath on my shoulder and I realized I wasn’t alone. I turned my head to see a very handsome looking boy, his beach blonde hair was whipped over his right eye, and he was lying on his stomach and was slightly snoring. His tan glowed in the sunlight and his plumb ruby lips looked so kissable. I looked over to see he was only half covered by the quilt; I looked over to the half that wasn’t covered and saw the most perfect peachy bum ever… fuckkkkkk. I mentally cursed.

That’s when the shock hit me; I was lying in bed with a very sexy naked boy after getting beyond hammered last night. I looked under the sheets to see my fully naked body. “Shit.”  I cursed and slowly got out of bed; I grabbed my pants and bra and slowly put them on. I grabbed my navy blue dress form last night and walked into the bathroom. I dressed myself in my clothes and brushed my hair with his comb, my medium long brown hair was a little curly and was getting lighter because of the summer sun. I washed my face and quickly took a pee not flushing the loo because I didn’t want to wake him. I grabbed my coat which was lying on the floor and I ran out trying not to wake him- which was successful- and ran out of the door, making sure not to slam it shut after me.

I walked to the local supermarket and brought some gum and a bottle of water. I quickly guzzled the water soothing my throat and chewed on the gum all the whole way home. I only lived about half hours walk away and I needed the fresh air to help my pounding head.

I took out my keys from my jacket pocket and opened my door. I slumped on the living room sofa and tipped my head back, I closed my eyes ready to sleep when I heard a noise. I lived with my two mates Charlotte Freke and Frankie Turner; last night was the big college leaver’s party and I wasn’t too sure if the girls were even home. “Hello.” I shouted at the top of my lungs.

I then heard something smash. I jumped up and ran upstairs gabbing a umbrella in the process- the only thing I could find that would actually do damage. I ran to the noise to see a half-naked Frankie, she was only in her bra and pants (matching) and also socks. She was closing the door really quietly, when she tip toed over me and put her finger on her lips, gesturing me to be quiet.

“Shush, I don’t want to wake Erm……. who ever that is.” She whispered, she grabbed her dressing gown from the banister and draped it round her.

“Oh right, sorry. Did you have fun last night?” Frankie laughed and dragged me down stairs. She then filled up the kettle and got some bread out and stuck it in the toaster.

“Yeah I had a great time, hardly can remember anything but oh well.” She looked at me and smiled, Frankie isn’t a slut but she likes to have fun when she can. Frankie is one of the most beautiful blonde’s I’ve ever met; I wish I could be like her. Her golden blonde hair was cut short to her shoulders; it was curly and full of life. Her beautiful hazel eyes were dreamy, her tanned skin showed off her pink plumb lips. Her figure was a perfect 8 and was every girls and guys dream, she had a toned stomach and perfect legs.  She was more beautiful than any model I’d ever seen. She was a theatre performer and was probably one of the best in her year; she brings passion into everything she does, which makes her all the more beautiful. She’s also a total flirt which is very amusing to watch, and I’m slightly jealous that her flirting works every time.