Playing With Fire

two

HI IM BACK!!! Sorry I haven't been updating, I'm swamped with school work and sports ugh. Anyways, here's chapter dos!
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I woke up the next morning to ringtone. Who the fucking hell wakes a girl up at 7:30?! Looking down at the caller ID, I nearly shit my pants.

"H-Hello?"

"Hi, love! Be ready in 45 minutes!" And then they hung up. Great.

I climbed out of the comfort of my bed and went to wake up Brooke.

"B, wake the fuck up." She flipped me off and rolled over, still drowsy.

"No, too- too early," she mumbled, diving back into the covers.

"Fine. Have bedhead and morning breath while spending the day with those stupid boys. I don't care," I played it cool, walking away and flicking off the lights.

An instant later, a blur rushed past me and into the bathroom. Yup. That sure got her out of bed quick.
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40 minutes later, we were waiting outside of our apartment for the 1D boys. A black SUV rolled up and stopped to a halt right in front of us. The passenger side window came down, and a blonde head poked its way out.

"Well, you gonna get in or what?"
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We ended up driving a lot, seeing as they were international pop stars, and LA was swarming with fan girls. With my luck, I got stuck in between Louis and Harry for the ride back to their hotel, which also happened to be on the other side of town. Yippee...

"So, what do you girls feel like doing today?" Liam asked from the driver's seat. I looked over to Brooke, and she shrugged.

"Maybe just chill and go out to eat or something, nothing too much," she replied. Perfect. They could mingle, and I could watch my Netflix in peace.

"Sounds good. We have some movies that we rented, so you guys can sift through those while Liam and I grab us some lunch," Louis stated. We all nodded in agreement and made small talk until we reached the hotel.

"Ok, Harry and Niall, take the girls up to the room, try and go through the back door to avoid fans," Louis warned. "Li and I will pick up some In 'n Out."

Harry saluted him and marched off. Brooke and Niall laughed at his antics while I just rolled my eyes. So fucking immature for a 19 year old...

When we reached their room, I gasped. It was huge! They got the presidential suite, complete with a living room, plasma screen TV, 4 bedrooms, a kitchen, a balcony, and a private pool and jacuzzi. Not to mention the 3 ensuite baths they had.

Well shit. If this was what international fame got you, sign me up! I glanced over at Brooke to see her gaping as well. Harry and Niall seemed amused.

"You girls want a tour?" Harry asked, already walking off towards the kitchen, waiting for us to follow.

"Sure." I nodded in agreement and followed Harry through the penthouse.

"That's Li's room, then Ni, then Lou, then me!" he said, skipping down the hallway with all the bedrooms. I looked around for Niall, and saw that he was nowhere in sight.

As a matter of fact, Brooke was missing too! I suddenly felt out of place being alone with Harry. I mean, we didn't really get off to a great start, and he was a famous star. What does one say to a pop star???