Sex Pistols - One Direction Fanfiction

Day Dream

I slowly fluttered open my eyes to be met with the familiar white ceiling of my new room in LA. I groaned as I rubbed my eyes and began stretching. My hands and legs came in contact with a hard body and I immediatly jumped. I shot my head in the direction of the body to see brown curls and the face of an angel lying beside me. Wait, did I just say that? The memories of the night before raced through my head and I soon remembered that Harry was staying in my room. Once my heart rate slowed down and I wasnt as freaked out, I turned my head to the right of me and stared at my alarm clock. 9:07pm.  I'm never up this early.  I rubbed my eyes until they began burning and I regretted it. After the burning stopped, I softly got up from the bed carful not to wake the peaceful demon in my bed. I crept to the bathroom and slightly closed the door, locking it. I stripped out of my cloths and placed them in the cloth hamper. I made the adjustments on my shower before getting in and doing the usual. 

I dried myself off and wrapped my hair in a small towel. I looked around the bathroom and groaned. Shit balls! I forgot to bring cloths in the bathroom with me. I sighed as I wrapped a towel around my torso, trying my best to cover up anything  private or  that would spark harrys pickle. I slowly unlocked the door and pulled it back as silently as possible. Right when I thought I had it, the door let out a loud creak making Harry stir in his sleep. I shrunched my eyes together and tightened my grip on the door handle. Harry soon settled down in his sleep and I once again heard his snores. I let out a sigh of release as I made my way into my closet, closing and locking the closet door behind me. I turned on the light of my walk-in closet to be met with a half empty room. I dont have alot of cloths, therefor half of my closet is empty. Aunt Joan said she was going to take me on a shopping spree but I've been lucky enough to dodge that for the past two weeks. The more I can get out of shopping, the better I will be. I began to go through the cloth racks and soon slipped into light denim ripped skinny jeans, High/Low  Guns-N-Roses T-Shirt, and black Vans. 

Once I was back in my bathroom I began drying my hair. Once that was over with I straightened it and hair sprayed it, teasing it to give it more volume. I then began with my makeup. I did the usual and then did the smokey eye and tons of eye liner. I smiled at my reflection then added the usuals, deodarent, perfume, and brushed my teeth. I put a pair of sparkley black gauges. I have the 22 gauges, they are the smallest you can get. I didnt want anything big, so I just got these. They are plenty big enough. I added my regular black, white and red braclets on my arms, on both sides to make it less obvious on what I'm hiding. 

Tonights the boys last concert of their 2013 tour, and obviously I'm going. They are shit heads, but ive grown to love them. I checked myself in the mirror one last time before exiting my bathroom. I looked over to my bed to see Harry was still sleeping peacefully, still snoring. I smirked to myself as I grabbed my phone from my night stand and jogged downstairs. I walked past the living room so see Louis setting cross legged in the middle of the couch with a carrot in his hand as he stared at the TV screen that was playing, Keeping Up With The Kardashians. 

"You really watch that shit?" I smirked. Louis practically fell off the couch as he scrambled to get the remote. He quickly cut the TV off and looked at me like a deer in headlights.

"W-what? W-hat are you t-talking about?" He stuttered.

"Dont worry, Lou. Your secrets safe with me." I smirked at him evily. Louis gulped as fear was written all across his face. I laughed evily as I left the carrot eating weirdo in the living room and made my way in the kitchen. Ryan was setting on the bar beside the sink eating cereal and talking to Liam who was setting on the counter on the other side of the sink.

"Did you know Louis watches the Kardashians?" I laughed as I opened the fridge.

"You caught him?" Liam laughed.