why me? // h.s

chapter: 6

HARRYS P.O.V

"zayn, pass me the cheerios!", I shouted. "alright harreh, calm yo tits", he jokingly shouted back, chucking me the box of cheerios. zayn seemed to always say 'harreh', "shut up mate" I laughed, giving him a noogie.

"guys, I have something to say!' liam shouted into the kitched. he seemed as if he was playing cards or some shit on his own, poor liam. "well, zayn does anyway, he told me la--", zayn cut liam off, "oh yeah!", zayn began, sounding really excited. "paul rang me last night about a competition that is being held." he said, jumping up and down like a young boy thats just been told he's going to Disneyland.

"what does the winner get?" louis asked, excitingly. "to spend the day with us, here in london. its the winner and one of her friends. zayn said. "omg tats so cool!" niall shouted, shoving a spoonful of cherrios into his mouth. trust him.

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it was about 5 minutes before going on DayBreak for an interview. I loved interviews but when they bring up person thing about us, it really annoys me. "come on lads, it's about to begin", niall shouted enthusiasticly.

"in 5,4,3,2..", the producer shouted.

interviewer: hi and welcome to DayBreak, we have our special guests, the one and only ONE DIRECTION everyone!

interviewer: so boys, hows everyone doing?

niall: we're all doing great I tink

harry: yeah, we are.

louis: YEAH (fist pumping the air)

interviewer: good. -pause-. so I heared you will be having a competition soon?

zayn: uh yeah, whoever wins will be spending the day with us here at london.

louis: YEAH (fist pumping the air again)

interviewer: wow. do you know what the fans will have to do to win the competition?

liam: yeah, they have to answer as many questions as possible about us, video it and send it to our website.

niall: it will be so fun!

--commercial--

interviewer: welcome back to DayBreak, but don't worry girls, ONE DIRECTION are still here!

interviewer: so, care to share any news about your stadium tour, midnight memories?

liam: yeah! we will start in April, first do all europe, then all across the world. it will be the most amazing tour in the history of tours ~laughing~

interviewer: wow! bigger tour, more people to impress. nervous?

louis: eh, yeah, but I guess when we are out there it wont be so hard. I hope.

harry: IM NERVOUS (raising an arm to show whos speaking)

niall: im not, never nervous, pfft.

liam: im probably the most nervous guys!

zayn: um, no. I am nialler.

interviewer: so I guess you're all nervous

all: YEAH

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after the interview I stripped off and turned the shower on, stepping in, it stung a bit as the hot water contacted my freezing skin. it was january so it was so chilly outside!

I relaxed as I felt the stinging soothe away, letting the nice hot water stream down my head, onto my back and running down my legs. I turned to squeeze some of my vanilla scented shampoo onto my hands before rubbing it into my hair. "shit!", I cursed at myself as the shampoo reached my eyes. "fuck, shit, bollax", I cursed again. I grabbed my towel and rubbed it on my eyes about 15 times before I could open my eyes again, "phew", I praised as the stinging of the shampoo had gone.

"you alright harold?", louis said softly knocking on the bathroom door. for a second I thought he was in the bathroom untill I opened the shower curtain and saw that he wasn't in here. "uh, yeah, just got some shampoo in my eyes", I answered angrily at the fact thats like the most painful thing ever. "aw poor harold. hurry up, I want a shower aswell you knob head." he laughed at his statement.

I turned off the shower, grabbing the towel to wrap about my waist loosely. before brushing my teeth I slipped a little due to the fact that water and been on the tiled floor. thankgod I never fell. letting the minty paste start to burn a little I spat it out, making it splash back up. always happens.

"louis, im done!", I shouted out the bathroom, so that louis could here me. drying my body and hair with the towel..i heared my bedroom door open. "god damn lou, learn to knock!", I scoulded. grabbing my towel to hide my man parts. "oh shit harold, sorry man" he laughed before walking into the bathroom. "just learn to knock next time, ite" I shouted through the bathroom, "yeah whatever harold" he jokingly replied.