So it was just another work day for me. I was really tired, but as always, I didn't say anything about it.
I was in Liam's dressing room, watching him do his vocal warm ups. For some reason, I felt especially irritable today. So, I decided to Skype Jordyn. I pressed call, and she picked up a few minutes later. I waved.
"Hey!" she cried. I quickly turned the volume down. "How was your flight?"
"It was...interesting," I said, thinking about when I kissed Harry.
"How so?" she asked.
"I kissed Harry."
"You WHAT!?"
"Shh!" I said, looking up at Liam.
"W-w-why?" Jordyn asked with wide eyes.
"He said he felt lonely, and didn't feel loved, so I just kissed him on the cheek."
"Is he out of his mind?! He's loved more than Justin Bieber!"
"Not if you ask Twitter." I muttered.
"He is SO loved!"
"Yeah, well if you knew how he felt, you'd understand."
"Everything he feels makes the news." Jordyn said.
"No it doesn't!" I cried, angry. Liam turned around and looked at me.
"He's more than just a cookie-cutter popstar." I said, "He's a normal person with emotions too."
"Yeah, I get that." Jordyn said. "But I guess fame is going to his head when he says he doesn't feel loved!"
"Not in a 'nobody likes me.' way. More like a 'I just feel misunderstood' way."
"What's there to misunderstand?!" Jordyn cried.
"YOU'RE BEING INSENSITIVE!" I yelled
"Hayley? WHAT are you DOING?" Liam asked.
"Um..." I pressed the off button. "Nothing."
"Why were you yelling?"
"I uh..."
"You know you're not suppose to Skype your friends here." Liam said.
"Well, I-"
"POTATO!" came a voice from behind me, suddenly, a blonde boy came running through the room without a shirt on.
"NIALL!" Liam yelled.
Niall stopped and looked up at Liam.
"I'm trying to warm up! Ever heard of knocking?!"
So I guess we were all in that mood.
Harry came over and leaned against the door.
"Oh, invited everyone else, did you?!" Liam snapped. Whoa. I never saw him like this.
"So?" Niall asked, crossing his arms against his bare chest. He gave Liam a sass look.
"Oh, so am I not welcome?" Harry asked. "Yeah, that makes me feel just grrrrrrrrreat."
"Oh, put a sock in it!" Liam cried, annoyed. Meanwhile, Niall wandered over behind the couch I was sitting on.
"What does that even mean?" I asked.
"It means shut up."
"Yeah, great idea!" I said. "Let's all be like Liam and shut up."
"And who gives you that jurisdiction?" Harry cried.
"Harry!" I yelled, exasperated.
Suddenly, I felt myself fall. I landed on my head on the floor with the couch turned over, and Niall laughing hysterically.
"NIALLLLLLL!" I screamed. My head hurt.
"Oh no." he squeaked, and took off. I ran after him and pushed Harry to my side.
"Hayley, get BACK here!" Liam cried.
I chased Niall down the halls, practically breathing steam.
Niall was laughing all the way down the halls. He took a sharp turn and punched open a door. I suddenly heard screams from fans. We were outside? I didn't care. I ran down the line of screaming and crying girls up to Niall. He bent over to catch his breath, then I tackled him.
"AHHHHHH!" He screamed, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pushed him to the ground, while growling in his ear.
"Help! Help!" the boy cried, helplessly.
Fans were screaming, some were laughing, and some were terrified. I felt flashes against my face.
Liam came running from the side of the building to me, he grabbed my waist and tried to pick me up.
"NIALL, YOU...YOU..."
I saw Harry and Zayn running towards us.
"Get off of him!" Harry yelled. He pulled my legs, and I started kicking.
I wrapped my arms around Niall's neck. He was screaming SO loudly.
Louis came driving down the sidewalk in a golf cart.
"Break it up, boys!" he cried. "I'm already taken!"
I felt someone bite my arm.
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" I cried. Niall jumped up, and dropped me, head first onto the cement.
"Ow." I cried, tears falling from my eyes.
"Oh, God." Louis said, then hopped out of the cart and came over to the scene.
"Niall!" Liam cried, grabbing my hands.
"I'm sorry!" He cried. "but she was strangling me."
"and that wouldn't have happened if you didn't provoke it first by pushing her off the couch, head first."
Lou escorted me to the golf cart; me holding my head and crying. He set me down next to the driver's seat, then got in and drove down the sidewalk. The other boys just walked in the nearby door.
What was my problem?
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