Fixing A Broken Relationship

Chapter 9

Home sweet home.

I flopped back on my bed. Yes! No whipped cream or hot guys.

Well, I wouldn't have minded the hot guy, but at least I'm alone.

I made sure my curtain was closed and changed into some shorts and a t-shirt. I'm not the type of person to take naps, but I'm pooped. Beating up a guy with an empty stomach sure takes a lot outta you. I layed down under the warm covers and rested my head on the soft pillow. Before I knew it, I was off in Dreamland.

~DREAMLAND~

I opened the door after I heard the doorbell ring.

"I'm Harry."

"I'm Liam."

"I'm Zayn."

"I'm Niall."

"And I'm Jennifer!"

I stared at them. Then, I looked over my shoulder.

"Um, are you talking to me?" I asked dumbly.

"You're the only here, right?" Liam answered.

"I'm just confused. Why are you here? I mean, its not like I don't want you here, I just don't know why you're here."

"Well, this is your dream, so anything could happen." Zayn said. Oh. Right.

"Sorry. Come in, come in." I stepped to the side and opened the door wider so they could come in.

Liam, Harry, and Zayn sat on the long couch, Niall sat in one love seat, and Louis sat in the other love steat. I just sat on the coffee table.

"Can I feel your hair? I heard it feels like clouds." I asked Harry.

"Um, I guess so." He said. I got up from my pretzel position on the table and stood in front of him. I took one of his curls in between my thumb and pointer finger.

"Wow!!! Its true!!! But it feels even softer than a cloud!" I full on grabbed his hair in my fists and moved my hands around.

"Oh. Sorry. I'm a little weird."

He chuckled. "No problem. People do that a lot." He shrugged like it was no big deal.

"So," Liam started. "We have a proposal for you. Would you like to be our...what's a good name for it?"

"How about....uh...er...wow. This is hard. Well, for now, we can just say you're the person that helps us with Directionators." Niall said.

"Why me?" I asked.

"Remember? This is a dream." Louis commented.

I facepalmed myself. Note to self: This is a dream.

"Ok. I accept your proposal. But what do I do? And when do I start?" I asked.

"Now I guess. And you just tell people off when they insult us." Zayn said.

"Awesome." I said. Insert awkward silence here.

"While we're here, who's your favorite out of us?" Harry question.

I blushed. "Oh, I-I don't have a favorite." I said.

"You're blushing and you're stuttering. You must like at least one of us." Zayn said.

Out of no where, Luke came down. "Oh. She has the hots for Liam and Harry I hear her kissing her posters and "talking" to them all the time." He says. Oh my gosh, why the fudge would he say that?!

"Um, what're "the hots?"" Niall asked.

Luke was about to say something, but I stopped him. "Say anything and you're dead." I threatened. He held up his hands in surrender and walked back upstairs.

"It means you like someone. Like you fancy them." Zayn said as he read from his phone. He must have went on Dictionary.com.

"Oooooh!!! ERICA, LIAM, AND HARRY SITTIN' IN A TREE!!!!! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!!!! FIRST COME LO-" I threw a pillow at Louis.

"SHUT UP!!!!" I screamed. My face felt like it had came in contact with the sun. Liam and Harry were looking down, blushing like I am.

"Well, if you can ask me, then I can ask you. Which one of you likes me?" I smirked, my blush finally going away.

All of their eyes widened. "Huh?! Are you guys deaf or something? Answer mah question!!!" I yelled.

"Er, we can't answer that." Louis said. "Because... none of us like you."

I narrowed my eyes. I know one person out of this grouip of crazy teenagers that's the WORST at lying.

"Harry." I said using my sweet voice. "Can you tell me who likes me?" I looked into in beautiful green eyes. It was like I was looking into his soul because I thought I saw some childhood memories in there.

"Please? For me." I bat my long eyelashes.

"I like you you. And so does Zayn and Liam and Louis and Niall." He said dully. It was as if I had hypnotized him.

"Thank you." I said and I kissed his cheek.

"So you all like me huh? You could've just told me. I'm cool like that."

They were all silent for a moment before Niall said, "I'm going to kill you Harry."

"Hey! No threatening my curly fry!!!" I said. I sat next to him and hugged him. He nuzzled his face in my neck and kissed it.

I giggled. He pulled away. "So you're ticklish?"

Oh, darn it! No one's supposed to know that!!! They'll use it against me!!!

"What would make you think that?"

Harry looked over at Liam and they both nodded to each other. Then Liam look at Louis and they nodded at each other. Then Louis looked at Niall and nodded at each other. Then Niall looked at Zayn and they nodded at each other. Then Zayn looked at Harry and nodded. Do they have a connection or something?!

Without any warning, Harry tackled me to the ground.

"H-hey! What are you doing?! Get off!" I screamed.

Zayn and Louis held down my arms. Liam switched with Harry, and he and Niall held down my legs.

"Liam!!! What is going on?!" He lifted up his hands, wiggling his fingers, and put them to my sides.

I tried holding in my laughs, but they only came out twice as loud as they usually would have.

"BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! S-s-stop it Liam!! Ahahaha!!!" I said in between hysterical laughs.

"You have to say you love all of us first." He said.

I could barely breathe, so I gave in without a fight. "Ok. I love all of you."

"Good. Erica? Erica? Erica!"

"WHAT?!" I woke up from Dreamland, much to my disappointment.

~EXITS DREAMLAND~

"Get up! It's time for school." My mom yelled in my ear. How long was I asleep? Ok. I got home at about one. So, I've been asleep for....19 hours!! Sheesh.

"Oh. Sorry. Thanks for waking me." I said thankfully. It barely occurs to me that my mom has returned.

"No prob. Get ready. I made you pancakes."

My stomach growls at the thought. "I'll be right down."