What is Weirder? (A 1D/Warrior Cats FanFic)

Chapter 3: Morning!

I follow Harry into the hallway and down the stairs.

Niall is lying on the floor, laughing.

"Hey." I say, waving.

"Vas Happening?" Zayn says, grinning widely.

Why in the world were they babysitting me, let alone being in America?!

Were they taking a break or vacation, and just babysitting me for the fun of it?

Niall is practically glued to the floor, he just can't get up.

What made him laugh so hard?

"Hey." Liam says.

"Hi." I say.

I get kind of quiet and don't talk.

What do I say?

They are THE One Direction.

And I was having the chance any Directioner could only DREAM of.

And yet, I had no idea what to do.

As you can tell, I'm not a screaming fangirl.

In fact, I think I was the quietest whenever it came to anything like that.

*magically skips to that night* (because I said so, that's why.)

Harry, Niall, and everybody had left.

I hugged mom and dad.

They were leaving early tomorrow.

"I'll miss you too mom. Yeah, I know dad. Please don't kiss me mom."

I went to bed.

*next morning*

My parents had left.

I got up and walked into the kitchen and made myself a bowl of cereal.

Then I baked some biscuits.

5 minutes till the biscuits are done, I hear the doorbell.

"They're here. Brace yourself." I say to my brother.

I open the door.

All five of them are here.

"Come on in!" I say.

Niall walks in first and says, "I smell food."

"Yep, the biscuits should be almost done." I say.

Harry told Louis something, but I couldn't hear it.

"This is my brother, Ryan." I say to them.

Ryan rolls his eyes, not a big fan of 1D... And walks to his room.

I hear the timer going off in the kitchen.

I rush to the oven, put an oven glove on, and take the biscuits out.

I set the pan on the stove, which wasn't on.

I turn the oven off, then switch the timer to three minutes for the biscuits to cool.

Behind my back, Niall takes one.

I turn around. "No! That's-" he takes a bite. "hot." I finish.

He jumps suddenly and whines about his tongue.

I roll my own eyes and give him a glass of water.

*sigh* it's like I'm the babysitter.