She's Not Afriad (One Direction)

Chapter 1

"Mara. Mara. Mara. MARA!"

"WHAT?" I yelled after being awoken from my beautiful, amazing sleep.

"Just wanted to say goodmorning." Harry said with a smile.

"Mutha.." I began to say but just sided with hitting him with a pillow. He started to laugh as I attacked him with my pillow until he was out of my room. I loudly slammed the door and groaned.

"Hey mate we gotta go soon so.."

"Never ever call me mate again. I'll drop kick you." I said opening the door and brushing past him.

"It must be your time of the month. You're normally not this, what's the word.." He said following me to the bathroom door.

"Idiot."

"No that's not it." I slammed the door, again, in his face and locked it.

"Mara." There was a soft knock that I zoned out by turning on the shower.

"Mara, I'm sorry. I was just kidding."

"What's going on mate?" Zayn asked Harry.

"Did u make Mara mad again?"

"Yeah." Harry said sounding upset. I rolled my eyes and began undressing. I quickly showered and washed my hair.

I opened the bathroom door to walk to my room but in fell two of the five direction members.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Hello love." Harry said with an adorable smile. I couldn't stay mad at him but I didn't want him to know that.

"Mar, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?" He asked stepping in front of my way of the door.

Truth was it is my time of the month and due to my distractions this morning I couldn't grab a pad and make my way to the bathroom.

I know you're probably thinking 'why not just keep them in the bathroom?' Well you try living with 5 guys who sometimes want to joke around and think putting two tampons up their noses and acting like a seal is hilarious, I bet you'll stop putting them in the bathroom too.

So I cross my legs and hope, pray he movies out of the way. But that doesn't happen soon enough. A warm, wet feeling tricks down my leg and Zayn yells at Harry to move out of the way.

I rush past him and into my closet closing the door behind me and hurrying to find something, anything, whatever.

I slip on a pair of black distressed jeans and an I <3 London t-shirt with a cut up back. I grab my black beanie and my red high tops.

"Mara.."

"Please don't. I have to get this up." I said referring to the red spots on the carpet.

"I got it." Zayn said coming out of the bathroom.

"Thanks but I've got it."

"No go eat something, we have to leave for rehearsal."

"Really? I can stay home by myself. I'm not a little kid."

"We know that," Harry said tossing me over his shoulder and began walking to the stairs. "There's just this thing called paparazzi. They know where we live and they'd kill to get photos of our inside life."

"You specifically." Niall said helping me off Harry'a shoulder.

"Morning Niall." I said turning around to find he along with Liam were shirtless.

"Guys come on we gotta go." Zayn said coming down the stairs.

"Alright mom." Louis said stuffing a bagel in his mouth.