Lea’s POV
“Why didn’t we realize it earlier?!” Angel screamed. She jumped on the bed repeatedly, nagging about OUR stupidity. We had just met people named Veronica, Leroy and Marcel. Sadly, we didn’t realize that they were Zayn, Liam and Harry of One Direction. “Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!”
“Maybe because we were too distracted by Room 143’s beauty.” I said, rolling my eyes at her. Yes. What I have said is true. We were too fascinated by the fact that we were inside the room I had fantasized for my entire life. “And they were in disguise, Angie.”
She shot a glare at me. “Hello? Those aren’t accepted as disguises. They’ve been used in a music video, you twerp.”
“Okay, fine, sorry.” I apologized.
“Puh-lease, Leanne, let’s go back to Room 143. Please?” She nagged me again.
I glared at her then rolled my eyes. I shot her ‘the look’. “Okay, then. But please, let me take off this darn hoodie. It’s so hot.”
“Okay.”
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Angel’s POV
“I really can’t believe you’ll do everything for One Direction, Angel.” Lea said. Again. She had been uttering the same thing for gazillion times as we tried to look for Room 143 again.
“C’mon, Lea.” I said. “You are a Directioner. You know what I—“
She cut me off. “I am. But I’m too tired to walk. My health is far more important than One Direction.” She said. “And I’m hungry. All of the passengers are probably at the dining hall by now.”
I kept quiet as she continued complaining. I did not mind her and kept my eyes open for any sign of the three. She went on and on until what seemed to be a wave knocked us over.
“What was that?” I asked. Lea shrugged. “I dunno.”
“Oh, never mind.”
A wave rocked the cruise ship again. But this time, it sent us crashing into the floor, with our heads bumping into the wall, gradually making us…
…UNCONCIOUS.
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Liam’s POV
As soon as we got out from the room, my stomach suddenly churned. It made me uncomfortable as I walked through the corridor with Zayn and Harry.
“Uh, I think I have to go back.” I said, with my hands over my abdomen, which was stinging in pain. “Ouch.”
“Don’t make such an excuse, Leroy.” Harry said, getting really in character.
“No, Harry, I’m serious.” I said as I shot him a look.
Finally, they believed. They helped be back to the suite and tucked me in bed. “Thanks.” I groaned.
“Hey, Li, aren’t you going to remove that jumpsuit and change into something else?” Asked Zayn.
“Oh, yeah, right. “ I muttered, standing up and heading towards the closet. I changed into a simple shirt and a pair of comfy shorts, and then went back to the bed. I found Harry and Zayn, asleep without their tops on. I slipped myself on the space between them and tried to sleep.
I tossed and turned on the bed, trying to put myself to sleep. The boys even got me a hot water bottle and some pain relievers. After a while, I ended up sound asleep with both of the boys beside me.
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I was sleeping peacefully when a loud banging noise stirred me from sleep and woke up the boys beside me. Harry fell from the bed, creating a loud thud. But the loud bang didn’t seem to be from Harry’s fall.
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Stranded
FanfictionIt turned their worlds three hundred and sixty degrees. It was a surreal escape from the harsh reality, but once it went over the top and spilled to real life, it became a sticky mess they could not escape from. How would five pairs of people handle...