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"W-wha?" I asked. My eyes where wide open and my mouth hung low. I was in complete shock.
"Um ya. I guess we both found what we were looking for," he cheekily smiles.
"Uh um uh y-ya uh," I wasn't paying attention to anything because I was still registering what he just said.
This is crazy. A celebrity being a dreamer. I thought it was only crazy people that were Dreamers. I mean, I am not completely crazy.. um ya.
"Hey, calm down. Its ok. We found each other now and I will keep you hidden. The FBI don't know I am a dreamer. Just a normal celebrity in their eyes," he chuckles.
I nod my head. "Why dont you go get washed up," he smiles at me, "You can use the shower in my room." I nod again and stand up, walking away.
I can just picture myself right now. Jaw hung low, eyes wide open, covered in smelly food. To any normal person, I would probably look like a zombie..
I entered the room that I had slept in the night before, walking to my suitecase. I picked out an outfit and layed it out on the bed. I shuffled lazily into the giant bathroom and locked the door, just incase any of the boys got any ideas. Turning the knob to warmup the water, I stripped down and pulled out my hair. I hopped in, fixing the water so it would burn my skin to a light pink.
I harshly scrubbed through my tangled mop of hair with the shampoo and conditioner I was supplied with by Niall. Using soap and body gel, I washed every place I could reach, desperately trying to get off all the food, so it didn’t seem like I was always dirty.
As I finished, I turned off the water and hopped out, a wave of cold air hitting me immediately. I dried off and walked out into the bedroom. I slid on my long sleeved grey sweatshirt and slipped into my dark faded jeans. I walked back into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and my hair, placing it into a messy fishtale.
Walking back out, I slid on my grey Uggs before making my way back to the kitchen. I had grabbed my phone, so while I walked down the long hallway, I unlocked it and checked the time, realizing it was already 8 in the morning.
I walked into a completely clean kitchen and stood in awe at how good it looked. Hearing a sound from another room, I wandered over there, to find Niall peacefully laying down, slightly snoring, with the television on. I turned down the volume before going to grab some breakfast, leaving a note first.
I had walked to McDonalds to grab a coffee and a bacon egg and cheese biscuit before sitting down. I ate for about 15 minutes before throwing away the leftovers and making my way back.
I knocked on the door to the ginourmous hotel room/penthouse and heard scurrying feet until the door was flung open by a worried looking Louis.
“What’s up with you?” I spoke sarcastically. Before I could walk inside, he engulfed me into a tight hug.
Setting me down, he pulled me inside by my wrist. “Where the hell were you?!” he yells, starting me a bit. “I went out to get breakfast,” I say as a matter-of-factly.
“Well why didn’t you tell us? We thought someone kidnapped you and like took you away or something!” he yelled, fake crying.
“I left you a note,” I said, as Harry walks into the room, pulling Louis into a hug. “No you didn’t,” he fake cried into Harry’s chest.
I walked over to the kitchen and picked up the note that sat on the counter, walking back to him. Handing it to him, I smirked as he looked defeated.
“You have no proof that you wrote it!” he yelled again as Harry stroked his hair.
“Leave the poor girl alone, Boo Bear,” Harry tries to calm Louis. Louis immediately calms down as Harry kisses his cheek. Lou smiles widely and walks away from us, yelling to the boys.
“GUYS WE FOUND HER! DON’T WORRY SHE DIDN’T DIE OR GET KIDNAPPED SHE WAS JUST GETTING HERSELF BREAKFAST!” he screams so loudly the neighbors probably here us.
Niall comes running into the room and hugs me. “You know,” he says after pulling away, “Since your gunna be staying with me, when you go get food, you get food for me too.” I laugh at him as the boys give Niall and each other weird glances.
“Oh ya,” he says again, “there is something we gotta tell ya.” He takes my hand and pulls me into the other room. Niall and I sat next to each other, while the boys sat on opposite sides of us.
A/N: Hey guys. Imma update more often. Its easier bc I just ot a laptop. Dont worry, just a filler, but it leads u to some drama WHICH I NO U ALL WANT SO STAYED TUNED
I love u, all my little carrots!
