Not So Normal

Chapter 3 ~ So We Meet Again

   I'm woken up around 8:30 the next morning by someone knocking on our room door. I hear a voice from the other side of the door, and I just want to stay in bed and ignore it, but I jump out of bed and run to the door when I process the Irish accent and the familiarity of the voice.

   "Hello!" Niall says cheerily when I open the door. My mouth drops open and no words leave my mouth. All five members of One Direction are standing in front of me.

   "Nice pajamas," Harry says with a smirk. This snaps me out of my stupor as I realize how bleh my appearance is right now. I'm wearing blue booty shorts with hamburgers on them and a black tank top with a bright pink bra with bright green polka dots underneath. My hair is a rat's nest from being asleep, and I have no makeup on, which isn't good for me in the mornings.

   I invite the guys in and have them sit in the living room while I wake Lindsey up.

   "Lindsey! Wake up! One Direction is in our living room!" I whisper loudly, shaking her.

   "Five more minutes!" she groans and rolls over. I hit her with a pillow.

   "Lindsey. Harry Styles is out there waiting to meet you, and you look like crap. We both do. Get up," I yank the covers off of Lindsey while she rolls out of bed, and then I cross the living room (earning stares from all the guys) to get to my room. In five minutes I manage to make myself look pretty decent. I put on mint green skinny jeans, a navy blue button-up blouse, and cute white sandals. Then I put my hair up in a cute little ponytail and do minimal -but decent- makeup.

   Lindsey and I join the guys out in the living room when we're all ready and we introduce ourselves. I notice that Niall keeps looking at me with a curious expression. Hm. All the guys give us hugs after we introduce ourselves, and it makes both me and Lindsey giddy. I apologize for Lindsey and I not being ready, but the guys brush it off, saying they didn't know when to come over either.

   "Well I'm really hungry, so let's go get some breakfast," Niall says after we all talk for a few minutes. I nod my head in agreement. We head downstairs for breakfast, and that's when the craziness begins.

   The screaming starts when we get out of the elevator and enter the lobby. Security isn't letting anyone in that doesn't have a key card to their room, but outside the doors to the hotel are probably a couple hundred screaming girls. Harry waves at them and the screams get even louder. Lindsey and I try to ignore the screaming girls, but it's pretty hard. I'm glad I'm not this level of famous. I don't think I would handle this very well.

   Once we're in the restaurant and out of sight of the fans, the boys notice when Lindsey and I visibly relax. I didn't realize how tense I was.

   "They'll probably be everywhere we go the next few days, so you might want to try and get used to it. I know it's hard, but it's really the only thing to do," Liam tells us. I shudder at the thought. That sounds awful, but if the band can do it every day for years, I can do it for a week.

   We order our food, and I'm not surprised when Niall orders the most food out of all of us. Lindsey and I giggle when Niall orders, and he gives us a funny look.

   "Never seen a guy eat before?" he asks teasingly. We shut up and i feel myself blushing.

  "It's okay, guys. I just haven't eaten much. I was drunk last night and puked up whatever was in my stomach," Lindsey and I scrunch our noses. "Oh, sorry. I don't want to ruin your appetite," he apologizes. He says it all cute, and I just want to hug him and tell him it's fine. But I restrain myself. When our food comes, everyone digs in and devours their food. Lindsey eats slowly and deliberately. She's never liked eating in front of guys in general, and I can't imagine how she's feeling eating in front of five of the most famous guys on the planet. I don't even care who's watching me when I eat. I love food too much.