When Everything Seems Wrong (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Caught Up And Pissed Off

I hate them. I absolutely hate everybody that is internally on this bulding, and I hate the fact Giant Paul locked me up (again) in a super girly room. I had to adapt to all of this shit, so I started checking the room. Lots of diapers, baby bottles, bracelets, necklaces and a huge speaker where an Ipod was being played. Since I didn't had any thing better to do, I pushed the play button.

As soon as I pushed it, the song started playing. It wasn't at all bad, in fact I quite liked it. So, I pushed the Ipod button so I could see which song was it. It was from One Direction.

-What? It doesn't sound as them and their bloody song of "What Makes You Beautiful".

I have just admitted to myself that they do a nice job and I hated myself for that. The song's name was "Moments" and I liked it. A lot.

After listening it, I just paused it and layed in the couch that was very uncomfortable, but I actually fell asleep like an hour and a half. Something woke me up, it was somebody grabbing my feet and yelling at me:

-It's time! Time to get up, Sleeping Beauty!

I opened my eyes and I saw some blue attention seeking eyes (very pretty, if I may say) and a kind of funny face in front of me. I don't know why, but he smelled quite nice.

-What do you want?! Leave me alone, you can't just wake up someone like that...- I told him in a very harsh tone.

-Okay, then. Someone isn't in a pretty good mood today. Not even a face like mine can make you smile?- he asked standing so close to me.

-No, not at all. That's how people get on their nerves.

-HAHAHA, you make me laugh Lauren.

No way he was calling me Lauren. I won't allow it.

-NO, NO, NO! Lorenza!- I yelled to his face.

-NO, NO, NO! Louis.- He yelled back at me.

Louis. That sounded pretty familiar, I guess he's also in the boy band and my friends used to name it all the time.

I heard a familiar voice near the door.

-Leave my boy alone, okay?- yelled Harry coming at us.

-What are you talking about, Mop Head? I'm not your partner, you wish!- I responded

-Oh yeah, I wasn't talking about you, babe. I was talking about Louis actually.

There it is! I found the gay couple.

-Hary, she's actually believing it.- Louis laughed.

-But, Boobear. What happened with Larry Stylinson? Was it all fake?!- Harry "cried".

-Stop It, Hazza. She thinks is real!- Louis said.

-Liar!- Harry got out of the room running to his.

I WAS very confused. First they're gay, then thay have this fellow Larry or something, then they fight and they're over.

-Well then. Are you coming, Lorenza?- Louis asked me.

-You better get your boyfriend. He seems to be jelaous.

-No, haha. We're nothing, just realy good friends. Don't freak out.

-And that Larry guy? Who's he?

-No one, it0s the name of the bromance me and "Mop Head" have.

-Oh, I get it now. I'm locked up with a bunch of weirdos over here. everything's clear now.

The two of us looked into the eyes and I started to like him. I don't know why but he seemed funny and he was nice to me. And, he called me Lorenza.

-Louis, it's time to go!- Paul yelled from the door.

-Ok!- He sounded so excited.- Are you coming?

-It's nothing against you guys, but I really don't wanna go. I would prefer staying here.- I told him sincerely.

-YOU CAN'T! Stand up and come with us, start understanding that...-

_Leave her, Paul.- said Louis interrupting me.- If she doesn't wanna come, she can stay.

-OKAY! Don't do anything funny, Lauren.

The two of them were going out of the room and Louis told him:

-Paul, it's Lorenza.

They locked the door and the first thing I started to look for was my way out to Bradford. First I looked in the bedroom. Not a single window over here! Then I thought about the bathroom and I found a window there that lead into the street where we got into the building. Perfect! I learnes the way we were going, so I could go back without a problem. I jumped to the toilet so I could open it, and I started walking out of it. Everything was going okay, until the door opened and somebody with a low tone of voice yelled:

-PAUL! I found her.