Chapter 10-It's My Time

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Chapter 10! :D

Hello everyone! Wow, this week has been a rollercoaster ride for Directioners. My twitter feed was blowing up! This chapter begins Saturday morning, the day of the concert. And no, the story doesn't end here! I mean, Niall and Bella haven't even kissed! Don't worry, its happening soon. ;)

Enjoy!

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(Bella POV)

I awoke to a snoring face inches from mine. With really bad morning breath. I cringed, and pushed the face away with my hand. The sleeping individual did not wake, only murmured something like "No babe, don't eat all the carrots.." Before sinking back into unconsciousness. I giggled at Eleanor, her hair in a tangled mess. She really was a good friend. We had bonded over the past couple of days, thanks to Louis. He had kind of made it obvious he wanted us to get along. So, now her, Alex, Anna, and myself were out on Eleanor's trampoline in sleeping bags.

The rest of the girls were snuggled together, me and Eleanor had done the same, I suppose. Not wanting to wake everyone else and to wake myself up, I quietly rolled off the trampoline and landed with a slight thud on the ground. The sun's rays where trying to reach me through the trees, and the wind blew gently around me, causing my tangled, blond locks to dance in the wind.

We had slept in out bathing suits, so I peeled off my shorts and tank top and dived into Eleanor's pool. I swam a few laps, diving underneath the and laying on the bottom of the pool and staring up. I surfaced, gasping for air. I looked around, and noticed that the girls had not yet stirred, but that a shock of blond hair had appeared on the back porch. I smiled and beckonded the boy to come and swim with me. He walked down the stairs, pulling off his shirt over his head, revealing his toned stomach. I tried not to stared, but it was really hard. Inevitable, almost.

He slide his way into the water, coming over to tread next to me. I smiled at him, sleep still in his eyes. I splashed him with water, his shocked expression as the water droplets dripped from his now soaked hair.

"Oh, you're so going to get it!" He said as he tackled him into the water.

I held my breath as he wrapped his arms around me, dunking me, then pulling me up quickly. I laughed so loud, begging him to stop. He threw my body over his shoulder, and I pounded on his back lightly, giggling as he carried me around the shallow end of the pool. I heard some other chuckles, and turned to see the rest of the boys on the porch, enjoying the show.

"It's not funny guys!" I called as I finally got free and slid off of Niall's shoulder.

I emerged from the water, and found the rest of the boys peeling their clothes off and jumping into the pool, Louis "cannon ball"ing, splashing all of us. By now, the other girls had stirred, grumbling as our loud voices and laughs drifted in their direction.

"Come on in girls, the water is fantastic!" I yelled as Zayn attempted to pick me up and dunk me.

With a cry, Anna hopped of the trampoline, and jumped in with her clothes still on. Alex and Eleanor followed shortly, but they both shedded their clothes off to jump in, in their bathing suits. We picked up a lively game of chicken, poor Zayn referring as the "couples" were pitted against one another. I climbed atop Niall, using his strong shoulders to balance myself. Louis and Eleanor were trying very unsuccessfully to build their "chicken", but once Eleanor got on top, she would lose her balance and fall back, bringing Louis with her.

After about two hours of horsing around, we all dried off and headed inside Eleanor's house, where her mom had set out breakfast. Eggs, sausage, toast, pancakes, fruit bowls, muffins, etc was spread out along their dining room table. We all ate till our guts were large and full, and then each headed off to take showers, change, and then head over to the venue. I hopped in the shower, making sure to shave my legs carefully, shampooing and conditioning my hair. I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped tightly around my body, hair in wet tangles.

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