To a someone, from a no one (one direction fan fiction)

Chapter 1: YOU MADE ME PANCAKES!

"WILLOW GET UP!!!!" My friend Eleanor screamed Down my ear hole to get me to wake me up. I groaned and held my Minnie Mouse alarm clock to my face in order to tell what time it was : 5:30

"Eleanor why the hell did you wake me up at this ungodly time?!!!!" I yelled at her - hey I need my beauty sleep!

Eleanor rolled her big brown eyes at me an held up her one direction calendar. There was a huge red heart around the 13th of September- what's happening then? Noticing my confused expression, she let out an exasperated sigh, "We're going to London remember?"

This girl needs some serious help. "You woke me up at 5:30 to remind me that we're going to London tomorrow?" I asked in disbelief, "I mean, i'm excited to but what the hell Eleanor?"

Eleanor pointed to the calendar again, "No, it's the 13th today, as in we have to be on a train in one and a half hours and we haven't done any packing! So move your sexy ass- I wanna see my louis ASAP!!"

No way, this has to be some sort of prank, I planned it all out, I was gonna wake up early and have a shower and eat breakfast and get ready the pack the night before and- Wait I don't have time for this, I need to get ready!!!! I quickly ran out of bed (throwing Eleanor off of it in the proses....) then started chucking a bunch of belongings into my two frog suitcases shit, shit, shit!

Eleanor who was still lying on the floor wrapped up in my Donald Duck duvet (don't judge me, I may be 18, but I'll always be a kid at heart!) tried to get my attention, but I don't have the time for a lecture on how perfect Louis is...

"Willow! Willow...willow? HEY WILLOW!!!" She screamed while continuing to do nothing despite the fact she had just as much to do as me. Lazy poooooo.

"You'd better get a move on to if you want to be on time to meet 'precious louis' you know!" I told her while glancing at her completely empty zebra print suitcases. "You only have about one hour and twenty eight minutes!" I guesstimated

She mumbled something under her breath at my comment, and still didn't move from her current position. "Whatcha say?" I asked her, curious to know why she wasn't running round like a headless chicken (like me) or KFC popcorn chicken YUMMY!!! Wait they can't run: they're dead. I'll just shut up now...

Anyway, Eleanor smirked evilly up at me, "One day, one hour and twenty eight minutes actually, but hey who's counting right?" One day, one hour and twenty eight minutes? What was she talking ab-

We are going tomorrow after all aren't we?

I'm actually going to kill her. Literally kill her. Then Louis will probably kill me... Well isn't this just a win/win situation! I'll never marry Eugene from tangled (so what if he's animated and married, we could have made it work...) Then of corse, Eleanor burst into a fit of laughter and brought her phone out of its hiding place in my duvet. She didn't....

"You didn't record this did you...." My voice trailed off nervously.

She turned the phone round to face her, and spoke to the camera and millions of people who will undoubtedly view this, "Oh, but I did..." Cheesy much?

I glared at her, "I'm.actually.going.to.kill.you.Now.you've.really.ticked.me.off.and.I.can.only.speak.like.this!!!!!" I ranted, the camera now focusing on me.

She threw her arms in the air and declared, "You can't kill me, you love me to much! Besides; my Louis pop would avenge me!!"

I smirked evilly at her smug face, this seemed to knock her confidence that I couldn't lay a finger on her. "Not if I offer to give him this bag of carrots," I pulled the bag of carrots I got Louis as a present from me and El out of my badly half packed suitcase, "In return for my safety."