A Summer's Job (1D)

14:"Beach Party"

Christina's POV

"Wake up." a voice spoke into my ear.

I groaned and pushed the person away. I want sleep, and they should too. I think everyone needs sleep. Especially me, so they should leave me alone.

"Wake up." they repeated, adding a little shake to my body. Okay that sounded wrong. But they were really bothering.

"No, leave me the fuck alone." I said sharply.

"CHRISTINA WAKE UP!" the voice shouted, and I had recognized it as Louis.

I open my eyes to see that he is sitting on me. I give him a death glare, so deathly that he whimpers and backs away a little. Good.

"What do you want?" I ask rudely.

"I'm bored." he complained.

"WHAT? YOY WOKE ME UP FROM MY BEAUTIFUL SLEEP, BECAUSE YOU'RE BORED?!" I shout at him in anger.

He grins at me and nods. "Yes."

"Well then, do something. I'm going back to sleep." I muttered and pressed my head into my pillow.

"No! You have to help plan what we're doing today!" he pouts and rips my blanket off of me.

"Ugh, fine!" I groan and gave in.

"Yippie!" he cheers, knowing he had won.

"But I get to choose what we get to do today." I smirk and cross my arms.

"Aw why?" he gives me a sad look.

"Because you woke me." I shrug and he just stomps out of my room, shaking his head. Point one for Christina.

I followed behind him, and I see the rest of the boys sitting on the couch, bored out of their mind. I feel no sympathy for them, they sent Louis to wake me from my sleep.

"So what are we doing today?" Zayn asked, taking notice that I'm here.

A lightbulb pops into my head, and I smile. "We're going to the beach."

They sit up excitedly and smiling, agreeing with my brilliant idea. Or should I say 'Brilliam' idea? Oh no, these boys are already having an effect on me. Dammit.

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Someone was shaking me, trying to wake me up. I shook my head, denying them. They woke me up once, they will not wake me up again. I dare them to, but they will lose their fingers.

"C'mon Christina, wake up." a voice known as Harry's, calmly whispers into my ear.

As much as I recognize him for his gentle and subtle way in attempting me to wake up, I refuse to open my eyes and continue life.

"Hazza! That's not how you do it!" a squeaky voice says, also know as Louis.

Footsteps runs towards me, and before I know it, I'm being shaken awake by this crazy man. "CHRISTINA WAKE! AGAIN! WE'RE AT THE BEACH NOW!"

I open my eyes, to see Harry smacking Louis upside the head. "Lou! That was not gentle!"

Heh heh. That was really funny. I jump out of the van, holding my bag, and walk towards to the beach. There seems to be no one else there, which is even better. I walk on the hot sand, but I don't flinch, I'm used to it.

Louis on the other hand..did not like it. "Ouch it burns my feet! Oi! Ow! It fucking burns!"

I place my pink and white striped beach towel next to Niall's green one, and drop my bag on it. I grab my pink beach chair and place there as well.