You Never Know... (A One Direction Fan-Fiction) *Under Reconstruction*

Prologue

***Edited***

Characters: Harry Styles. Louis Tomlinson. Zayn Malik. Liam Payne. Niall Horan.

This book will contain swearing, magic, minor violence, and sexual humor

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Date- January 4th, 2013 

Place- Orlando, Florida. Holiday Inn Express. 

Time- 11:59 P.M.

{Harry}

I glanced down at my red watch and sighed, 11:59 P.M., "Shit, lads, it's almost time for bed," I groan, and Liam's head lifts from his book, and his eyes check his own watch.

"But Harry!" Louis whined as he crawled onto my lap and kicked his legs in a toddler protest; showing off his TOMs and toned legs from all of the running and workout sessions we had to go through in order to keep appearances in public.

Zayn strolled in from our shared bathroom with his hands in his hair, and Niall jumped up off of one of the king sized beds, "Oi, out of my way!" He yelled as he ran into the bathroom and locked it behind him. Zayn blinked and shook his head before he made connection that Niall just pushed past him to get into the bathroom.

Zayn's reaction time wasn't the best whenever he was tired. He then fell face-first onto the bed that Niall was just on.

I shook my head and glanced back at Louis, "We all need rest, we have a signing tomorrow morning, and we need to look like we had a good night's sleep," I reason, and I could hear everyone sighing. 

None of us wanted to get up early in order to scribble our names onto thousands of different merchandise objects. We had nothing against the fans. Just the ungodly time that our managers wanted us up and ready.

Liam got up, sat on the bed that Louis and I were currently on, and looked up at ceiling, "Wouldn't it be cool if you were a woman?" He asked.

My eyes widened and I tipped my head to the side, "Not to insult you or anything, but... Are you on drugs?" I ask with a chuckle, and Liam covers his face with his hands and shakes his head and laughs.

Louis laughed, "I think it would be cool." 

I stared at Louis. He did not just say that. Well, I guess I underestimate him. I'm not surprised that he did say that in the slightest. But still! 

"What?! I think it would be a cool experience!" Louis exclaimed with a dopey smile. 

Ah. He sneaked some alcohol from the mini-fridge when we weren't looking. My suspicion that someone wasn't thinking clearly has been proved.

I rolled my eyes with a smile and looked at the slowly drifting Zayn. He looked out of it and not in the mood to be talked to. Perfect moment to talk. "What are your opinions on this, Mate?" I ask, and the golden-brown eyed man lifts his head from the mattress and looks at me with confusion. His hair is beyond repairable, his face looks tired; simply a sight to behold really.

"What?" He asks with a face that said 'Can I look any more annoyed right now?' I withhold a loud snort.

"I think that I would just stare at myself in the mirror, naked!" Niall then yelled from the bathroom. 

"Thank you for the input, I guess!" Liam calls back in order to make sure he knew that we all recognized his opinion. We all, well, maybe some of us more than others, *cough* grumpy pants Zayn *cough*, then laughed, and a flush sounded from the bathroom as Niall walked out of the door zipping up his fly.