One Summer {A 1D Fanfiction}

Chapter 2

"Hey, Hun! We're here!" My dad called from the front seat.

"Uhhbdbxnskk," I mumbled, picking my (drooling... heh) head up from my laptop. "EEW MY LAPTOPS GOT DROOL ON IT," I screeched, scooting away from it. My dad chuckled before starting to unload our bags. I cleaned the drool off of my laptop (again, EW) and stuffed it in it's case. Loading all of my carry-on's onto the luggage cart (super fancy, I know) we started up to the room. After we waited in the elevator for about a minute. We were on floor 66. Ha, go figure. the bell dinged and my dad stepped out. I started to follow in suit, but I had to do one more thing before I left. I skipped back into the elevator, and smashed down all of the buttons with one hand. Quickly thinking, I pulled out my notebook and some tape and taped a piece of paper that said, "You're welcome!" to the buttons. I smirked, and ran down the hall to catch up with my dad.

I jumped onto the soft, four poster bed. "I love hotels," I said through the pillow.

My dad raised one eyebrow and shook his head. "Strange child," he mumbled, tossing my suitcase on to my bed.

"HEY WATCH IT MISTER THAT HAS BREAKABLES IN IT AND IN CASE YOU COULDN'T TELL BY THE NAME THEY BREAK," I scolded him. He threw both of his hands up in the air.

"Sorry! What kind of- er -breakables do you have in there?" he asked, rummaging through his own suitcase and putting things away.

"I- uh- have some... of Mom's...fine china! To- ehm - remind me of her?" I spewed out, trying to cover up for myself. "Heh, heh..."

"What am I going to do with you," dad laughed.

"We'll you can feed me, and love me, and call my name George," I said while spinning around the room.

"Get to bed kiddo. It's getting late," he chuckled, throwing me an Aeropostale t-shirt and my grey sweats. "Night," he yawned, falling asleep in one of the huge beds in our room. Well, now that he's out like a light... time to explore the hotel! Yay!

I tiptoed down the corridor, peeking around corners and down stairs in the unlit hotel. Yeah, that's right. Unlit. And I'm not talking about that kind of lit. Unlit meaning that, at 11:00, the lights went out. And, just my luck, it was 11:05. But, on the other hand, it kind of made it more exciting and, I dunno... adventurous!

I had (surprisingly) made sure to leave my dad a note telling him my cell phone number and where I was, in case he woke up and found his only daughter whom he was responsible for two weeks had gone missing. Oops.

As I snuck through the dark hotel in my Aero t-shirt, grey sweats and black toms, I heard voices coming from the arcade room of the hotel (yeah, it has an arcade. you jealous? yes. yes you are) and froze. The voices sounded familiar... I couldn't quite put my finger on why, through. Then it hit me.

"Aye, lads, lets go back to the room. it's gettin' late. They even turned the lights off." Was that... no, it couldn't be.

Then, another voice drifted over to my perked ears. "Nah, it's not that late. It's only 6:00 in the U.K., that's why we're not tired here," another voice explained. Could it be...? No. They weren't even in America.

"Man! You always win at air hockey!" An Irish accent chimed in, earning a deep throated chuckle from his friend. IT WAS TRUE. THE PEOPLE IN THE ARCADE, AT MY HOTEL, INCHES AWAY FROM ME WERE...

One Direction?

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OOOOOO cliffhanger. yes, I'm turning it into a Comedy/1D fanfic. #SORRYNOTSORRY. if you don't like 1D, get out. like, for real. ha, still here? no Im serious like leave now if you dont like One Direction this isn't the fanfic for you sorreh. BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT LIKE 1D, go right on ahead, if you please.

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