Weekend Away {One Shot}

Weekend Away

        

"Come on! Time to Leave!" James, the dad yelled to his four boys. Why he let his wife have the weekend alone, he would never know.

            "Niall, Liam, Harry and Louis! Get here now!" James screamed to the four boys again.

            "SHOTTY FRONT!" Niall yelled as he came down the hall, closely followed by Liam.

            "No Niall! I'm older!" Louis' voice came from his bedroom on the right.

            "I shot gunned it first, so bad luck Louis!" Niall said, poking his tongue out at Louis.

            "Dad!" "Louis, I don't care, just get in the back with the Harry and Liam. Don't complain" Is all James said. Louis grumbled and followed everyone out of the door, yelling goodbye to their mother.

Getting in the car, Niall got the front seat just has he had asked for, while Louis still grumbling hopped in behind James, followed closely by Harry and Liam.

            "Make sure you got your belts on boys" Louis told the younger brothers.

            "Hey, you've stolen my seatbelt holder." Liam told Harry, whilst Harry stared at him.

            "All righty." "Why is the seat warmer on? What are you doing with the seat warmer on?" Liam said, interrupting his father.

            "Boys, shush. Now lets go. Anyone need a wee?" "I need a wee" Harry quietly said, "hold it" James told him.

            "Are we going for food as well?" "We might get some food" the conversation finished as quickly as it had started. The silence in the car didn't last too long.

            "We're going to listen to a bit of music" James started.

            "No, not One Direction again dad!" Louis complained to his father, "Yes, now come on, everyone singing."

You're insecure,
Don't know what for,
You're turning heads when you walk through the door,
Don't need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough,

Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,

Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'd understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh, oh,
That's what makes you beautiful

            "Who the hell put my seat heater on? Stop it man! You turned it back on! My arse is on fire!" Liam suddenly screamed out to Harry. "Liam! Don't swear it's bottom thank you!" James told the boy off.

            "Dad, where exactly are we going? And without mum?" Niall asked James.

            "Just going to a camp site by the beach Niall. Mum needed a girl weekend without four boys running a muck." "But you thought I was going to be a girl, so why couldn't I have stayed home?" Harry complained.

            "No, now stop complaining and lets sing the next song. Ah, Story of My Life!"

The story of my life