When Beatle Met Lennon // h.s

Chapter Seven - Inner Pumpkin Sanctum

Seven - Inner Pumpkin Sanctum

“Hang on, so you’re telling me that you met a boy and slept over at his house a few hours later? Katrina, he could’ve been dangerous!” Amy scolds me, stopping the movement of her brush.

Right now we were painting my room a burnt orange colour. The colour of extraordinary. So far we had only painted one wall and the wood surrounding my windows. The reason for this is because Amy and Mikayla had kept stopping due to me telling them about the events of the night before.

After Liam had dropped me off at 4AM at the Cove, I had walked up the stairs towards my room and promptly collapsed onto my bed, where a still sleeping Amy had been lying.

She had been badgering me to tell her where I had been and whom I had been with, but I had convinced her to let me sleep.

This morning she had woken me up 8 o’clock, eager to get information out of me. I told her I wanted to paint my room and agreed to tell her everything while we painted.

I snort quietly; I’m pretty much the only one painting right now. Mikayla had complained of sore arms and Amy kept stopping to scold and reprimand me for my so called ‘foolish endeavours’.

“Nothing happened, Amy Lou. I’m fine, aren’t I? Now please keep painting.” I say, exasperatedly. She huffs. “Can you just describe them to me again? And please tell me their names?”

I sigh and begin describing the boys again, saving Harry for last. Once I finish, I realize I have a small smile on my face and try to cover it before Amy can see it. I look at her, but she seems lost in thought.

Suddenly, she gasps. She rushes out of my room but comes back a few minutes later caring her computer.

She shoves the screen in my face, now squealing excitedly, almost jumping.

“Are these the boys you were with?!” She yells, nearly killing my ears. I wince and cover them, but look at her computer screen. I suck in a breath.

There, on my best friends computer screen, are Zayn, Niall, Louis, Liam and Harry. Beatle, Parker, Lou, my new best friend and the mysterious boy. Them. The boys.

“I – uh,” I stutter. “What?” I finally manage, and glance up at Amy in confusion. She sees my recognition, and starts shrieking.

“OH MY GOD, KITTY! YOU JUST MET ONE DIRECTION!” She screams, almost hyperventilating by now. I start backing away slowly, my hands up slightly. “You spent the whole day with Harry. You sang for Liam. You met freaking ELEANOR CALDER! AND LOUIS!” She snaps her gaze to me. “Niall. Fricken. Horan. Was lying on you!”

She starts fanning herself rapidly, and collapses against my wall. Thankfully it wasn’t wet with paint, yet.

“I’m not sure I can handle this right now,” She stutters. She looks up at me, still backed up against the opposite wall. “I’m –” She swallows thickly. “I’m just gonna go.”

Instead of standing up she just crawls out of my room and down the hall into Mikayla’s.

“OUT!” I hear her shout at Mikayla, and Mikayla trying to figure what’s happening and why she’s being kicked out of her own room.

Mikayla appears in the doorway of my room, looking confused.

“Care to explain why I’ve just been thrown out of my own room?” She says, placing one hand on her hip.

“Apparently, the boys I spent most of yesterday with are One Direction.” Mikayla looks at me with a ‘well who are they, dumbass?’ expression.