Nandos with Niall

Chapter 18

Christen POV

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I kicked the duvet off my legs and stretched while sitting up. Last night the boys had to leave early to go get ready for a concert later. Did I mention they gave Delia and I free front row tickets? And we get to hang out backstage with them afterwards? I know I shouldn't be fangirling as much, but how couldn't you? I'm leaving in about 3 days, so make the best of 'em, right?

The pitter-patter of rain hitting my window knocked me out of my thoughts. It was dark and gloomy outside, yet it was 10AM. The clock was just a reminder that I had to get ready for the concert at 4PM. I stood up and stretched my legs, which were overly cramped, nearly causing me to fall over. I pulled on a pair of blue shorts, despite the weather outside.

Sometimes I feel like the rain. Falling aimlessly, without a sense if direction. That's how I met One Direction. When I came here, I really just thought it would be another boring visit to my grandmother's. Man, was I wrong. I made five amazing friends along the way. Five amazing friends I refuse to forget.

I walked down the steps, only after I obnoxiously pounded on the second guest bedroom to wake up Delia. The loud boring was replaced with a 'huh?', causing me to laugh as I took the steps, two at a time.

Two more days and then I'd have to say goodbye to the lads. Two more days and they's probably forget about me completely. Two more days that are some of the best days of my life. Believe it or not, my life is pretty... What's the word? I wouldn't say boring... But more like, not very interesting.

I don't really do anything exciting because of my mom's work, and I work at a survival type store. They sell Swiss army knives, camouflage clothing, and things like that. Soon I'd have to go back to that One Directionless life.

"Christen." My mom's sing-song voice rang through the house.

"Yes." I hopped off the last step, entering the kitchen.

"I don't have work today, so I made you breakfast." She pointed a perfectly manicured finger at the table, where there was indeed a plate of waffles and sausage. I sat down and picked up my cutlery. Halfway through the meal, my mom sat down next to me.

"You need something?" I asked to her overly smiley face.

"I just wanted to talk." She sighed in content.

I set down my fork and turned to her. "Yes?"

"I like those boys. I feel like I've seen them somewhere before." She was sounding so stupid. Of course she's seen them before.

"You mean Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall and Zayn?" She nodded. "They're from a band called One Direction. The most popular British/Irish boy band at this time." I informed her.

"Oh is that who you have hanging on your walls. It seems like you mostly only have posters of the blond boy." She nodded.

"Niall. And no. I have one more Niall poster than the rest." I told her. She isn't allowed to think I like Niall a bajillion times more than the rest.

A ding sounded and my mom stood up from her spot at the table. "I'll get it." I just nodded and hurried up to eat. If that was the boys, I didn't want them knowing my mom made food. I put my plate in the sink and soon after. a brown head of curls popped around the corner.

"Christen!" Harry yelled and hugged me.

"Hello Harold." I smirked. He let go of me, scowled, and jokingly crossed his arms.

"DING-DONG!" Echoed through the house. All I know is if Delia was still asleep, she wasn't anymore. All of the boys ran into the kitchen and hugged me, except for Harry, who was still mad at me. I hugged them back. I let go of Zayn and Liam and continued hugging Niall, because I can.

"Why are you screaming?" A sleepy Delia hopped off the bottom step and onto the grey kitchen floor. Delia rubbed her eyes and stretched her upper body, her balled fists straight up in the air. She was clad in a orange tank-top and a pair of 'Adventure Time' boxer shorts. She slowly walked up to Harry and Louis, pulling them into a hug.

"Hi guys." Delia mumbled into Louis's chest.

"Awe. Is little Delia tired?" Harry asked in a baby voice.

"Uhuh." Delia nodded and snuggled closer into the boys' sides. They just laughed and hugged her tighter. Delia finally let go of the two and went to go get her a cup of coffee from the coffee pot.

"Hi, Niall." I hugged him tighter. His laugh vibrated through his chest, where I was resting my head.

"Hello, love." He hugged me back, giving me his infamous Horan Hug.

"If you don't mind, why are you lot here? It's only like... 7AM." Delia turned to all of us, blowing on her scorching hot beverage.

"It's 10:30, and we have to take you guys to our concert later." Liam piped in.

"And my hair isn't going to quiff itself!" Zayn complained.

"I thought you had people for that." I finally let go of Niall.

"Lou is out sick, so we told her we could do it ourselves, but frankly, we're too lazy." Zayn informed me and my friend.

"Cool!" Delia said and ran upstairs.

"Oh God, what did you do?" I face palmed.

"What do you mean? Where is she going?" Harry asked.

"She's getting her makeup and hair styling products." I rolled my eyes.

"I know Lou does your makeup, so I didn't know if you wanted us to or-" Delia was cut off by Liam.

"It's fine, love. Know you have to find out what us boys need for our concerts."

"I'll tweet for some ideas." I told them.

@Christen1D

Hello. Today, @DeliaXOXO and I are styling the boys of One Direction for their concert

Tonight! I need some ideas! Help? #OneDirection #1D #Concert #HarryStyles #LiamPayne #LouisTomlinson #NiallHoran #ZaynMalik

[photo file inserted here.]

I added a picture of the boys, Delia and I on the tweet. I had about 105 followers, so I was bound to get at least one reply.

"I'll be right back!" I told the boys, running into the living room. I set up five spiny chairs, that can be risen and lowered.

"Boys!" I called from the living room.

They walked into the living room and took a seat on one of the chairs.

"Okay, so who wants to take Christen and I to Niall's house to pick out your clothes?" Delia asked. Niall, Louis, and Harry yelled out things.

"Can I trust you here alone?" I asked Liam and Zayn. they just nodded. "Good. They're food in the fridge." I told them and grabbed my camouflage shoulder bag and headed out the door to Niall's car. This should be fun.