My Last Name is Payne, so What do You Think?!?! (One Direction Fanfiction)

IT'S BEDHEAD, NOT SEX HAIR!!!

Just so you know, in the story, the boys have been sleeping at Josie's house. Just thought that you should know. Okay. Oh and the story will always be in Josie's point of view unless it says otherwise. And whenever I say football intgis story I mean soccer. okay now on with this new chappie!!

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I am currently sitting in my bed staring at the wall, my thoughts flying around inside my head like a flock of pidgeons. It's been a few days since the... incident at the grocery store. I can't stop thinking about it. I don't know what came over me. It felt almost as if he was... controling me somehow. Like through mind control. Hypnotism almost. I don't like him like that so I really don't understand why I did that. Well. At least I didn't make the first move. I don't like him like that. At least I think I don't. I'm not really sure if I like him or not. I'm so confused! I feel there are angry birds in my head and my emotions have turned into a tornado. I keep feeling like such an awful person. Because I am. I feel like I have betrayed my brother somehow... I don't even know why. I feel awful. I've been kind of distant lately. I've also been avoiding Harry lately. I've had a long time to think and I'm about sick and tired of sitting here wallowing in my own self pity. Alright! You know what? That's it! Josie Payne you are getting up off your lazy arse right now and you are going to join the human civilization. I need to get out of my head and stop wallowing in my own self pity. Alrighty now. Here it goes. I got out of bed and made my way to the livingroom. On my way there, I passed a mirror in the hallway. I look awful! I'm wearing a pair of extremely baggy gray sweatpants that hung dangerously low on my hips, an old Ireland football jersey that's just a little bit tighter than normal; which means the jersey is hugging and clinging to every one of my curves, and a pair of thick white socks. My brown hair is in its normal uncontrolable curls, except today the curls were messier, wilder, and sticking up in different directions. I could even see the pink standing out in different directions off of my head as well. My bedhead looks like sex hair. Oh I guess I forgot to mention that I was sleeping for a while before I woke up and started thinking. Great! I'm gonna have to put up with either jokes or stares when I walk into the livingroom. Oh joy! (Note my sarcasm) Okay Josie! Let's go! You can do this! I walked into the livingroom and saw the boys fighting over what to watch on the telly. Even Liam was in on the argument. "I want to watch SpongeBob!!!!!!!!" "No I want to watch Dr. Who!!!!!!!!!" "Ewwwwww! Dr. Who is stupid and gay!!!!" (A/N: I don't actually think that. I've never seen it.) "No!!! Dr. Who is insightful and entertaining!!! SpongeBob just rots your brain!!!!!" "SPONGEBOB!!" "DR. WHO!!!" "SPONGEBOB!!!!" "DR. WHO!!!" I saw the remote lying next to me on top of the couch. I grabbed it and pressed a button, which made a line appear down the middle of the screen with Dr. Who playing on one side and SpongeBob playing on the other. "There. Problem solved." I said. They turned around to look at me. I looked at each of their faces. Louis was smirking at me with an evil glint in his eyes; Liam was eyeing my hair with a "wtf" look; Zayn was looking at my hair as if had offended him; Niall was eyeing my shirt with a look of approval while trying not to laugh at my hair; and while Harry was looking at me I saw his eyes darken with lust and want, licking his lips hungrily, and smiling seductively at me. I could tell that my messy hair was a major turn on for him. "You did use protection right JosieBear?" Louis teased me with a smirk on his face. "I was sleeping in my bed, in my room, fully clothed, and alone. This right here is called bedhead. If you want to know what sex hair looks like then take a picture of yourself every time you come back from your girlfriend's house" I sassed. Louis' mouth was gaping open like a fish out of water. Then I went for a homerun and said "Or we could we could just look at Mr. Styles' over there cuz every other night he comes back with sex hair." Now Harry's jaw is dropped as well. "Ooooooh burn! You got them good Josie!" Niall high-fived me. Then Liam said "I think there's a new sass master around here Lou." Louis was pouting and fake sobbing. "Awwwwwwww! Louis it's okay, it's okay! I may be sassy but no one could ever replace you cuz you're Louis "the Tommo" Tomlinson" I comforted him while wrapping the big man-child in my arms. "I know what will cheer you up. There are some carrots in the bottom drawer of the fridge." He immeadiately untangled himself from my arms, sprinted into the kitchen, and came back two seconds later munching happily on the delicious orange vegetable. "Fanf foo jofie" he said with his mouth full of carrots. "Awwwww, your welcome BooBear" I replied giving him a small squeeze before quickly letting go. "I'M HUNGRY!!!!" Nial and I shouted in unison. Wait, how did we do that? Freaky awesome! We both looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time. I felt like I might have a six pack by the time we finished laughing. "Yeah, but seriously we," I put emphasis on the "we" and threw my arm over Niall's shoulder "are very, very hungry and if we don't get food soon then we'll eat you all instead!" "OKAY OKAY PLEASE DON'T EAT ME!! What do you want us to get for you?" Louis shouted flailing his arms in the air running around in a panic. Niall and I made eye contact for a split second before turning back to Louis and shouting in unison "NANDOOOOOOOOS!!!!!!!!!" "Okay let's go" Liam said motioning towards the door. "But I'm to lazy to get up. Can't you just bring take-out back here for me?" I asked. "Only if one of the boys will stay with you." He is so overprotective. I rolled my eyes and said "Fiiiiiiine. But only if it's Niall who stays with me. I'd let Lou stay too but I bet he and Harry need some Larry Stylinson time," i said wiggling my eyebrows "plus I need Lou to remind you guys to feed me cuz I know little Nialler here would just be worried about his food" I added ruffling Niall's hair. "Oh! Do you still remember everything that I usually get bro?" I asked LiLi. "Yes I remember" Liam sighed playfully rolling his eyes. "Heeey! Who are you calling little?! We are the same age and I'm also taller than you" Niall defended himself. "Really Niall? It took you you that long to realize what I said? Wow, I guess you were born to be a blonde" I said jokingly to him. He pouted and I reached over and pet his hair "Don't worry child. You're still a smart boy" I spoke with a fake transylvanian accent. "Okay. I'm going to leave you two alone. Try not to break anything while I'm gone" Liam told us. "This is my flat so I don't think I'll be letting him or any of you break anything anytime soon" I replied. "What are you standing there for.... GO!!!" Niall and I shouted in unison pushing them out the door. Once the door was closed I looked at Niall "So what do you wanna do?" I asked him. "Well I want to know even more than I already do about you so Twenty Questions?" He said/asked. "Okay" I said seating myself beside him on the couch. "What do you want to be in life?" He asked. "Well... This may sound cheesy but I've always dreamed of being on stage. Singing original songs that I've written to millions of screaming fans. I know that sounds like my brother's dream that he made real but I always have dreamed of that. But I guess life wanted it differently because as you can see I'm not a professional singer/songwriter. I'm just a waitress at Nandos. Nothing special about me" I sighed looking down as one lone tear silently snaked down my cheek. He held my chin and gently pulled my face up so that I was looking at him, "Josie, you are one of the most special people that I have ever met. You have so much talent that it's surprising that you still have not been discovered. You are beautiful, smart, sassy, funny, down to earth, kind, caring, eccentric, one of a kind, and talented. You deserve to have your name up in lights and any guy would be lucky to call you his." he told me looking me straight in the eye. He then leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. "No more questions. Let's just watch TV" he mummured. He then turned on the TV and I layed my head down on his chest listening to the steady sound of his heartbeat while he stroked my hair. We stayed like this for a while untill we both fell into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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Heyooooo my wonderful readers!

So what do you think? Who should Josie be with?

Team Niall

or

Team Harry?

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