Hello, Mr. Impossible

Chapter 3

Uh, mom?" I say awkwardly, while Zayn is smirking.

"Oh my goodness, hunny! You met them? How? What happened, like..? Did he run off a cliff? Or almost drown in the ocean? Or wait, did he-" Zayn interrupts her.

"Hello Miss. uh..." he doesn't know her name.

"Oh my gosh, am I talking to Zayn Malik?" barks mom.

I roll my eyes. Suddenly all the boys are swarming around me to hear my mother talk.

"Mom, please, don’t go fan girl on them." I say embarrassed.

Zayn smiles. "Nah, it's cool. We usually don't get older audiences... not that you’re old!" assures Zayn.

I'm pretty sure she doesn't hear because she's going ballistic on the other end of the phone.

"MOM!" I scream, causing the boys to wince from my voice and cover their ears.

"Yes?!" she says all dreamily into the phone.

"If I drive back, it will take like four hours, and it will be pitch black. Maybe..?" I didn't want to stay if they didn't want me to.

"You can stay here!" all the boys offered in unison. I laughed.

"Are you guys sure? I mean, I can always just-" Niall cuts me off.

"What if some crazy person comes and murders you while your driving?" Niall says.

"Or if you got in a car accident because you couldn't see!" says Liam.

"Or maybe a group of fans will come and hijack your car and then go drown you in the ocean!" squeals Harry.

"No, what if a big semi truck came and hit her, and then it kept spinning and spinning and spinning-" Louis makes motions with his hands.

"And then, bye bye Ella!" Louis adds.

My eyes widen. "I think I’ll spend the night."

~

Two hours later the boys are trying to make me dinner.

"Let’s make spaghetti!"

"No, let's make her steak!"

"No, I bet she wants’ chicken!"

"How about we get some Nandos?" says Niall.

"How about we have a pizza?" I interrupt.

"Sounds good with me!" says Liam.

Soon Harry and Niall are putting in the pizza, and we're sitting in a huge dining room. "Gosh, this house is huge!" I comment.

Liam, Zayn, and Louis grin. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"Do you guys get along? You know, staying in the same house?" I ask.

"Uh..." says Louis; trailing off.

"You know, were teenage boys, so it's prone to happen." Liam says.

"What's prone to happen?" I ask.

"Pillow fights, starting something on fire, you know? What all teenager boys do while living together." Zayn says.

"Oh." I say; a little star struck.

"You'll be safe though. I mean, what could possibly-" Liam starts, but is cut off by a bunch of teenage boy screams.

Harry and Niall coming out running with a pizza that's on fire. "PUT IT OUT! PUT IT OUT!" screeches Niall.

"IT'S BURNING!" yells Harry.