S.O.S. ✘ One Direction

12: Dances & Disasters

A/N THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR 1K FOLLOWERS AND S.O.S TURNED BRIGHT RED YOU GUYS ARE TOO GOOD TO ME AND I DON'T DESERVE YOU. xx

if you thought the last one was suspenseful you'll hate me for this one because i just might take a 1 month hiatus again who the hell knows

DANCES & DISASTERS

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Y’all gone make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here!

Y’all gone make me go all out up, in here, up in here!

Y’all gone make me act a fool, up in here, up in here!

Y’all gone make me lose my cool, up in here, up in here!

But in simpler words, hello everyone. ‘tis Niall James Horan here. I hope you are all having a good day because I am about to destroy it.

“Niall!” Liam just hissed at me. He doesn’t understand that I’m in a bad mood at the moment!

How would you like it if you got dragged out of bed, literally dragged, placed in a chair at the dining room table, and had a book shoved in your face?

Not good, I tell you. Not good at all.

“Well, that’s too bad,” he tells me. “If everyone else writes, you’ve got to write too.”

“But it’s not like you guys don’t know what happened,” I just spoke up. “We all experienced the same thing. Why do we need everyone’s point of view on it?”

He turns to give me a strange look. “Because it’s better that way,” he rolls his eyes. I stick out my tongue and he only smirks before walking out.

I live with some strange people.

I mean, sure, I could always move out. I could move somewhere where windows don’t get smashed and people don’t run around acting like idiots and that isn’t so accident prone, but it wouldn’t be the same. I’d miss my boys too much, you know?

God, don’t tell anyone I’m getting sappy. It’d ruin my reputation.

I can feel hot breath on my neck.

Oh, it’s just Louis.

“Too late,” he says, “I’d say your reputation has already been ruined but you seem to not have one.”

You see what I’m talking about?

Let me just move on and get this over with before Harry and Zayn find their way here. I smell someone making pancakes and I want to finish this before Louis eats all of them.

Nothing against you guys, of course.

For some reason, the day after the whole drama session and the big fights we’d all had, everyone was happier than usual.

And when I say happy, I mean less-fanfic-crazy-delusional-obsessed-freakish people.

At the moment, we were trying to figure out how to solve the window problem. We’d slept in front of the window all night to make sure nothing went wrong, but we couldn’t just leave it like that. It was colder than the North Pole inside and I wasn’t about to let our house turn into a skating rink.