Meeting One Direction

Chapter 8

Previously:

When she begins to walk down the stairs, she hears another sound and says "Indie? I'm gonna see what's making that noise in the other room. I'll be down in a sec."

"Jewels I don't think that's a good idea-"

"I'm just gonna check it out and see. It's not like you have anything to hide."

"Lets go downstairs and have cookies, yeah?" trying to persuade Jewels is like trying to ask a penguin to talk. It can't be done. "I'm just gonna open the door! No big deal." Jewels narrows her eyes.
"Jewels no-" please don't let her open the door, please don't open it.

"Oh my god Indie."

"Listen, I planned on telling you, honest. It's just that-" oh my god she is going to FREAK.

"Did you plan on telling me this room is filthy? Why do you have so many clothes? And why are there guy clothes?" she asks questioningly. "I'm...donating them to a charity! My mom had all these from when dad was around. She got tired of looking at them and told me to do something with them."

Phew. I'm not the best liar so I'm a little surprised when she accepts this and shuts the door. We walk downstairs and talk for awhile over milk and cookies. "I need to tell Nate how I feel before he goes and asks some girl out. These are good cookies. Good job." She finishes off her 4 cookies and without a look back she says "I'll text you the details later."

"Definitely! Tell me everything!" I tell her as I all but shove her out the door. "Boys! It's safe to come out!" I yell since I have no idea where they're at. Where did they hide? Liam walks downstairs, trying not to laugh.

"So what happened up there? I thought y'all were in your room?"

"We heard that she was coming and we ran to the bathroom in the room. It was mad! Louis kept wanting to talk and Niall kept giggling like a girl. We thought she was gonna hear us!" I guess this sets him off because he starts laughing. I have no idea why.

The rest of the boys come down and are about to say something when I hear the garage door open. I look at the clock and realize it's 5:30. Where has the time gone? "My mom is here! Go upstairs! I'll talk to her and see if you can stay here." Harry looks like he's gonna say something in particular but I push them upstairs just as my mom walks through the garage door.

"Honey, I'm home!" my mom says sweetly. Something is up. My mom never is happy when she gets home. She usually complains about work. I walk to the kitchen and my jaw drops.