Me, Cher and One Direction // n.h

Chapter Eighteen: Don't You DARE Touch Me!

Hey people! Well, I don't wanna keep you waiting I just thought I'd introduce a new character - Nikki. She is @xXParamoreFanXx and she has a joint account with @HollyShort4723 called @MusicsInOurSouls.  

Some of you may know her from @HollyShort4723 's stories. She is also my lil SMURF TWIN! you should totally read The Right Direction, it's hilarious and awesome.

Anyway, enjoy muchachas!!

Love and cookies,

Lana

Miss Horanette.

Chapter Eighteen: Don't You DARE Touch Me!

Lily's POV:

Oh the embarrassment! I could have died right there and then. Hole in the ground, where are you to swallow me?! I wrapped th towel firmly around me. I watched Niall's face closely, which was quite interesting. It turned from shock, to guilty, to eager then to very guilty. 

Niall's POV:

Oh holy spiritual leprechauns.... Lily was standing in the room, with obviously only a towel wrapped around her, her hair dark from the water clinging to it, her eyes turning from shock to anger, and embarrassment. She was apparently waiting for something, but I was rather occupied with her slim bare legs.

"NIALL!" she yelled, snapping me out of my trance. Her voice was so loud. "GET OUT, GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT! NOW!" She pulled me, by the hair, out of the room, and slammed it shut. I could hear a key turning and the muttering of something along the lines of, 'Stupid pervert.' I gulped. Teenage hormones, right? I don't love Lily anymore. I don't. I don't.

Lily's POV:

I doubled checked the door was locked and dressed in a black vest, with a turquoise top over it, and a turquoise skirt, complete with lace tights and converse. I was quiet proud of the fact my hair was behaving and that my feet hadn't blistered from the many nights I'd worn high heels.

"Lily? Are you, uh, ready yet?" I recognised Harry's awkward voice through the door. Oh perfect. He told everyone. 

"Thanks, pal," I murmured so he couldn't hear.

"I would have been ready a lot quicker," I shot. Harry mumbled something incoherent. Normally, Harry would probably be as perverted as...anything, but when it's your friend's sister, I suppose he feels awkward.

"Hey, not blaming you, Harry," I smiled, as I came outside. 

"You look nice," Niall complimented when I locked the door of the house. He slapped his hand over his mouth. "I - I didn't mean it that way! I meant your clothes are nice."

"Thank you, Niall," I said, not meeting his eye.

"Sorry, Lil." He muttered and I nodded my forgiveness.

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"CHER LLOYD, ONE DIRECTION AND LILY TOMLINSON RIGHT HERE FOR YOU TO MEET PERSONALLY IN YOUR OWN HMV STORE!!!!!!!" Cheryl bellowed over the crowd. And my, was there a crowd! There was posters with my face plastered across them, people flashing phones and t-shirts. I looked to Louis with a 'this is insane' look on my face that matched his own.

We were guided to a table, me and Cher at one, and the boys at another.

"Hi, I'm Fiona!"

"I'm Stella!"