Softball... Meeting Harry Styles!

Girls Day.

**** Nicole's P.O.V ****

I wake up in the morning and everyone is still sleeping. I slowly get up and try not to wake Harry.

Walking to the kitchen I look over to clock and see it's almost 9:30. Well I might as well wake everyone.

My first victim is Niall. Teehee. I try waking him by just shaking him but that doesn't work.

"Oh Niall, Zayn is eating your food." I whisper in his ear.

"WHAT?" He yells jumping up.

"I'm joking. Wake up we need to wake everyone else." I say pulling him out of bed.

I slowly make my way over to the next bunck, Mary.

"Mary wake up you have 5 minutes to get ready!" I say and she jumps up instantly.

"I'm just joking. We have like an hour and a half." I say moving to the next bunck. Louis.

"Oh my god is that Elenour?" I yell and he falls out of the bunck.

"El? Where?" He says searching.

"Oh she's not here I needed to get you out of bed." I say and he mumbles some colorful words and heads too the kitchen.

I head into the bathroom after telling Niall too wake up everyone else.

After my shower I change into leggings and my off-shoulder UCLA sweatshirt and walk into the kitchen.

"Goodmorning babe." Harry says hugging me from behind.

"Goodmorning." I reply turning around too give him a kiss.

"Ok everyone lets get going. We need to leave before we hit traffic." Liam says rushing everyone.

Ugh. I didn't even eat. Well whatever who needs food.

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(At the airport)

We just arrived at the airport and of course there's paparazzi.

"Hey Mary." I say.

"Yeah?" She replies staring out the window wide-eyed.

"Are you ok?" I ask turning her shoulders so she is facing me.

"N-No. I can't go out there. There's too many people." She studders.

"Your going to be fine. Just stay close to someone." I say and Niall pops in my head.

"Niall? Will you stay with Mary?" I ask and his face lights up.

"Yeah. Sure. No problem." He says and her face also lights up.

I'm a genius. Matchmaker right here bitches.

"Ok let's go. I wanna see El!" Louis says whining.

"Alright let's go." Liam says opening the door.

Almost instantly we're bashed with questions.

"Niall is that your girlfriend?"

"Nicole what happened to your wrist?"

"Zayn are you meeting Perrie?"

"Louis are you meeting Elenour?"

And like a million more.

Finally we get into the airport and,with the help of security, we make it to the terminal where we're meeting the girls at.

We are all sitting down and a little girl at least 10 years old walks up to me.