My Cinderella Story (Liam Payne)

CHAPTER 69

I woke up to the sound of Hurlbutt yelling at me. "I'm going out for the day, this house better be clean when I get back tonight." She yelled as she walked out of my room. I rolled my eyes. I cleaned the house when I got home last night, I don't need to clean. I got out of bed and got dressed, brushed my teeth, did my hair and and makeup and went downstairs.

Lazy Sundays, those are my kind of days. I laid on the couch and went through twitter, reading what everyone says about me. Some are good, some are bad. But I don't let the hate get to me, I already get enough at school so I'm use to it. Some people said some really nice things, in fact they were so nice I wanted to explode of happiness. Directioners are awesome, the ones that don't hate.

While I was going through my twitter I heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" I yelled while staring at my phone. Stupid decision, I know. But at the moment I don't care because I'm too caught up in people's tweets.

The door burst open and it sounded like a stamped was running in. I looked up from my phone to see Zayn, Harry, Louis, Niall, and Liam barge in. "Hello!" Niall yelled. "What the heck are you guys doing here?" I asked. "Nice to see you too." Zayn pretended to look offended.

Rolling my eyes at him, I got off the couch and walked towards them. "Seriously. Did you just come to visit or what?" I asked again. "We have nothing to do, so we came to hang out. But it's obvious we're not wanted so come on boys, let's go." Louis walked towards the door. "Stop!" I laughed. "I'm glad you guys are here, but what if Hurlbutt was home? You would've been dead." I said. "Oh well, she's not here so it's all good!" Harry smiled.

"She'll be gone all day, so you can stay however long you want I guess. Next time just don't invite yourself over. Who raised you guys?" I said, mumbling the last part as I walked away. "We heard that!" Liam said. I grinned and sat on the couch.

The boys followed me and flopped theirselves all over the furniture, I have a feeling this house isn't going to be clean for long. "Nice place you got, I've never been here before." Niall said as he looked around, the others nodded. "Thanks." I smirked.

We sat around taking for a while until we heard footsteps walk downstairs. "Where's mom?" Olive asked while she rubbed her eyes. Her hair was a mess and she was still in her pajamas. She entered the living room and pulled her hair out of her face and gasped.

"Hi!" She smiled and waved rapidly. "Oh my gosh. I look like a monster!" Olive froze while the boys gave her weird looks, and I sat there trying not to laugh. Olive ran upstairs at the speed of light and I heard her squeal when she slammed her door.

"That's Olive, I think you've met her." I chuckled. They all nodded. "Interesting person." Harry said breaking the awkward silence. "So, if you guys are hungry you can go to the kitchen and-" I was interrupted by all five of them plowing each other to get to the kitchen. I laughed and followed them in a couple minutes later.

"When was the last time you ate?" I asked in disgust as they raided the kitchen. "Last night, but we ate all the food and none of us brought our money to buy food on our way here." Liam explained. "You guys are filthy rich, and none of you have money in your wallet?" I asked. The boys stopped what they were doing and sheepishly shook their head at me. "You guys are so confusing." I rolled my eyes and left the kitchen.

A few minutes later they all walked back to the living room with plates full of food. "No. You're going to eat in the dining room. I'm not letting you mess up the living room." I led them to our huge dining room.

"Woah. This is a nice room." Louis said as they all looked around. The dining room is white and silver, it has a huge chandelier and diamond incrested everything. It's pretty nice. "Yeah, we never use this room. We usually just eat at the small table in the kitchen. But there's not enough room for you savages in there so don't ruin anything." I said. All the boys sat down and ate.