Torn *A Louis Tomlinson and Cher Lloyd Fanfic*

Chapter Seven

~Cher POV~

I sat on the edge of my bed, scrolling through all of the newly added numbers in my phone. Everyone at the house was so friendly, and I often felt like I was the weird timid girl. Which was strange, seeing as I wasn't even all that timid.

A loud bang sounded from downstairs, but I didn't even flinch. I'd only been here for a few days, and I already was used to the constant noise that came with living with everyone. Namely, One Direction. I swear, those boys could turn anything into a health hazard! A new message popped up on my phone. Speak of the devil.

Liam: Hey :) Could you come down here? The lads are attacking me...

I chuckled, his text followed by a series of thumps and thuds below me.

Liam: Seriously. I'm gonna die.

Me: What are they doing?!

Liam: Just get down here. Get them off.

I chuckled, hopping onto the floor.

Liam: Hurry.

Me: How do you expect me to help you?

I smirked. It's not like I could stand a chance against four teenage boys.

Liam: Idk...I think Louis is ticklish...

I advanced towards my door, tossing my phone back into my bed. Won't be needing that for what I was about to do. Louis, say hello to a pro tickler. I cracked my knuckles before jogging down the hall.

"Hey, where are you running off to?" Katie asked, stepping out of her room.

"Apparently Liam's getting attacked." I told her, pausing briefly. She laughed.

"Again?" She asked, and I giggled.

"Apparently."

"How are you going to stop them?"

"You underestimate me, my dear." I grinned evilly, and she rolled her eyes. "A little butterfly told me Louis is ticklish."

"Oh, in that case, I'll come watch." She decided, throwing her hair into a ponytail. I never understood how she could do that. Whenever I just 'threw my hair up', it looked like I was a zombie. But her hair seemed perfect. Giggling, we ran down, following the thuds to find where they were.

And find. them we did. Four of them had him pinned to the ground, tickling him profusely. For a fleeting moment, I wondered how he had managed to text me. But then I realized it was Liam. And with Liam, desperate times called for desperate measures and/or skills. I snorted at the look on his face. His features were contorted into a mixture of breathlessness, pain, and laughter. Louis was leading the attack.

"You distract them, I'll go in for the kill." I whispered to Katie, who nodded, smirking.

"Hey guys!" Katie exclaimed, and Zayn turned to her momentarily.

"Hey." He turned back to the task at hand. Katie, try a little harder.

"Uh, I heard they were making pumpkin pie right now." She said nonchalantly. Niall perked up at this, and it took all I had to suppress my laughter.

"I'll be back." He stated before walking out of the room. I gave Katie a thumbs-up and she winked. Niall had been going through a pie craze all morning for who knows what reason.

"So, guys, you excited for the performance?" She asked, pretending as though she didn't realize that Liam was being attacked. She plopped into a couch, analyzing her nails.

"Sure." Zayn answered, being the only one to reply.

"What are you singing?" I glanced at her, my gaze urging her to hurry it up, and she just rolled her eyes.