The Everlasting Melody Chronicles

Ch. 2 Moving in

After about an hour later when 3/5 of one direction were done recording their lovely songs, we headed for Nando's. We hopped back onto the tour bus very excited. When the bus driver informed us that the nearest Nando's was a good two-hour drive, we all slumped our shoulders in disappointment. Niall's drooped especially low. We all agreed to just go to a fancy restaurant.

Once there, Sophie and I saw the glitz and glamour of Hollywood. Suddenly we felt so underdressed. A tee shirt? Jean shorts? Normal straight hair? It just wasn't acceptable in this lifestyle. This was one of the things I knew was going to bother me about being famous. You constantly have to be perfect. Perfect is boring.

The waitress seated us seven at an extravagantly decorated table. It was seated in the center of the room and had a red velvet cloth draped over it. The silverware was placed neatly in front of each person. Everyone and everything looked very elegant. Except for our table. We were laughing and slurping and joking. Every single person in the room stared at us as if we were circus animals. And to be frank, none of us cared. Niall ordered three whole plates of food. How can that boy eat so much, and keep his body the way it is? Lord knows I can't.

Once even Niall was stuffed, we once again stepped into the tour bus. It felt like this was where I was going to be Living. I've been on this blasted bus for two whole days. It revved up and began to chug down the highway.

"Where are we going now?" Sophie asked. I knew she was tired and wanted to go to sleep. It was midnight, and she's laid in her bed on the bus wide awake for the last few days. She's had motion sickness. I think she was a wee bit ill even before Harry and Niall met us. I, on the other hand, have gotten plenty of sleep.

"Home!" Zayn shouted. "Ready to see your new rooms?" I didn't know how to respond to that. I was excited, yet nervous. They couldn't possibly know what I looked for in a room. I don't think they have the slightest clue what any girl wanted in a room. I prepared myself for the worst- white plain walls, a twin bed and a tiny closet. Don't forget that nightstand with the little lamp and an alarm clock on top next to the bed! I hated hotel rooms. Sophie and I will probably have to share a bathroom. We have never been very good at that...

We pulled up to a closed gate. It was quite massive. The bus driver pressed his stubby finger on a scanner, and the gates opened. It was like I was rising to heaven. Up and up we went on the long, winding driveway. Sophie and I could see the amazing view. You could see the Pacific Ocean in the distance as we drove up the hill. I also spotted a gigantic swimming pool. There was also a built-in slide and Jacuzzi. I grinned as I thought of the boys and I hanging out in a hot tub. Next we passed a brilliant garden. I spotted many fruits and vegetables sprouting from their leaves. Even from where I was, I saw all the butterflies fluttering around aimlessly.

Once we arrived at the house, the driver parked beside the garage. The house looked colossal. It was a light brown stone mansion that had plenty of windows. I was so excited that this is where I was going to be Living for god knows when! After the bus was stationary, Louis jumped out and took my hand as I also popped out of the bus. I was clumsy, and I think he sensed it. Harry and Sophie were giggling with each other, making flirtatious comments. Dang Sophie, I have never seen this side of her. She's usually the shy awkward one. There must be something about Harry that makes girls go crazy.

I slid my one bag over my shoulder. "Here, let me get your things," Liam offered.

"No that's fine, I can manage," I said, gratefully.

"Seriously, it's an honor kind of thing. Just let me take it," he pleaded.

"Liam, I can do it! I'm not some frail little girl," I argued. That's when an evil grin spread across his face like a wildfire. Niall just glanced at him questionably.