*skip to after WWA Tour*
We just got home from tour a few days ago. It was amazing. The boys's performances were amazing every time. Oh and yah. And I'm done with Middle School! Yeah!
The boys are planning for their next tour . They just released their next album Four. Its amazing. Its weird to think that I am 14 already. Its amazing to think that I'm driving next year too. (A/N: IDK when you can get your drivers license in the UK. I'm from the US and its 15 and a half to get your permit here so.... So if I am wrong, please correct me.) Dad is scared, but everyone else is ecstatic.I was singing in my room a couple of weeks ago and sadly Harry heard me. He thought that I was amazing, but I thought that I was horrible. He told the rest of the boys and they wanted for me to a get a record deal. But I said no. In the end, we compromised. I now have a YouTube Channel. I have a ton of subscribers, so the boys are now very happy. We are about to leave for tour, but luckily, we still have a month before we leave.
*Back to normal time*
It was 10:45 pm at night and I was going to bed along with the rest of the boys (A/N: Not in the same bed or sexually....BTW) I was fast asleep within five minutes. I was woken up at midnight to the phone ringing.
"I'll get it!" called Louis sleepily.
"Thanks!" I called back.
I rolled out of bed, and stumbled downstairs to ask Louis who called.
"Who called?"
"I'll tell you in the morning. Go back to bed." Louis yawned.
"Technically it is morning," I shot back at him.
"I know, Ms. Smarty-Pants. But you need to sleep longer. Plus I have to ask the rest of the boys if I can tell you yet or not."
"Fine. Night Boo Bear."
"Ughh... Stop calling me that!"
I laughed and headed back to bed.I woke up 9 hours later (9:00 am BTW :-) ) and headed back downstairs. Of course, I was the first one awake. The boys have been so busy with getting ready for tour and arranging tutors for me, that they barely get enough sleep these days. I knew that they wouldn't be up for another hour and a half ish, so I went upstairs and took a shower. You see, the boys take super long showers and use up all of the hot water. And I always end up showering last. Meaning I get the COLD shower. It sucks. After I was done showering, I hurried to get dressed. It was still January, meaning it was still winter and it was freezing outside. Winters in London are nasty. I was still tired, so I put on a pair of sweatpants from PINK and a light hoodie. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and ran downstairs to make breakfast for the boys. They always seem to eat a lot. But they are boys and they need the food I suppose.
I went into the fridge and grabbed the eggs, bacon, and bread. I quickly scrambled the eggs and fried the bacon. Then I stuck the bread in the toaster and spread butter and jam on them. I then ran upstairs to wake the boys.
"Why I am I even doing this?" I though to myself.
I ran back downstairs and grabbed my phone. I plugged my phone into the house speakers and hit the button to only have the speakers on in the boys' rooms. Then I hit play and No Control blared into their rooms. (A/N: No Control happens to be my alarm in the morning. So....) I do this often enough, that they know what it means. it basically means, 'Get your butts downstairs. Breakfast is ready'. 5 minutes later, the boys came thundering downstairs. I had already eaten a bowl of cereal with soy milk, so I just watched them eat.
"Thanks for breakfast hon," said Liam.
"No problem Dad. Its the least I can do." I replied, "Wow, showers. All of you. You all smell gross."
The boys then all ran closer to me. I attempted to push them away. Not that it worked. Finally, they left me in peace.
"Fine Mom," teased Louis.
"Okay. One, you're welcome. And two, you are older than me, so don't call me mom." I retorted.
Louis laughed and hit me on the head (gently), before running upstairs after the rest of the boys. While they showered, I cleaned up the kitchen and by the time I finished in a half an hour, they still weren't done. I went to go watch a bit a Netflix, while I waited, but there wasn't anything that I wanted to watch. Instead, I stuck Twilight into the DVD player. Right as the opening scene started, the boys walked into the room.
"Why are you watching that horrible movie?" asked Zayn.
"Hey, don't hate the movie." I replied.
"Fine. Well anyways, we have to go to a meeting at the management. We should be home by 2:00. Don't bother making lunch for us. We will eat at the meeting." said Zayn.
"The girls are just walking in the door right now and they can keep you company. I know that you haven't seen them in a while and they really have missed you." added Liam.
"When you say the girls, who do you mean?" I asked.
"When he says the girls, he means Sophia, Eleanor, and Perrie," Harry rolled his eyes.
"K. Thanks. I'm gonna get back to my movie."
"Sounds good. We love you and we will see you soon. There is money by the phone, so you guys can go order pizza or something if you want." Louis kissed the top of my head and gave me a huge hug.
"Sounds good," I replied already engrossed in the movie.
"Bye love!" called the rest of the boys.
I didn't respond.
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