Sleepyhead

Game On

The amazing thing about being me, is that I’ve got super speedy get-ready skills.

Well aside from my dashing good looks and winning sex appeal.

I threw myself into my mission. Luckily, I’d showered the night before and my hair wasn’t so horrible and I didn’t smell. Thank Jesus. I managed to yank on my favorite pair of teal high-waisted shorts that made my legs look a mile long and a nice white crop top that exposed just a tiny bit of midriff. 

It was sexy, sort of.

Mascara, eyeliner, lipgloss. It was all too easy. Getting ready in three minutes was like a walk in the park. If they wanted a challenge, should have given me ninety seconds. Then we’d really test my skills.

Scooping up my over-the-shoulder purse and sliding into a pair of white Toms, I grinned proudly at Liam and Louis, who stood gaping at me in the kitchen.

“How did you...?”

“Two...minutes...”

“It’s a gift, really.” I smiled, puffing out my chest. “Don’t question it.”

“You look like you just spent three hours in the bathroom doing your hair.” Louis blubbered, shaking his head. “You’re a fucking mystery, Lark.”

I like that.

Mystery.

I’m mysterious.

That’s new.

“Let’s get going,” Liam chuckled, throwing his arm around my shoulders. “Before Tabs finds out you’re missing. Winnie filled me in on everything, by the way. Are you ever on time?”

“Erm...” I muttered as we excited the tour bus. 

“Don’t bother answering, love.” Louis snickered. “He’ll just ramble about how you need to learn some time management!”

“Well, it’s true.” Liam said confidently. “Everyone--especially you Tommo, could use a bit of it.”

The two of them bickered playfully as we walked towards the radio station. I knew they had an interview of sorts that day, but I wasn’t really sure what it consisted of. They were always doing those sort of things, but never once had me and the rest of the girls been invited. When I asked Liam about it, he shrugged.

“Reed said that Tabs said that you lot would be doing a bit more work now. Something about ‘carrying your weight’ or something. I don’t know.”

I frowned.

More. Work?

That’s going to go well.

“Think of how much time you get to spend with us, babe.” Louis shouted happily, clapping his hands together.

Vaguely remembering that Louis had just seen my naked breasts a few minutes earlier, I flushed and put on my sunglasses. Better to hide my shame.

Remind me never to find myself alone in a room with Louis Tomlinson. I don’t think I’ll be able to survive without collapsing in embarrassment.

If only he hadn’t screamed. Why did he have to scream?

Sigh.

We entered the building and I instantly spotted what looked like Niall telling Tabs some fantastical story that I was certain was the stupidest thing in the entire world. And it was probably about food.

Scratch that, definitely about food.

“Hey Sutton,” Harry smiled cheekily as we made our way over.