Totally Wrecked: One Direction fanfic

A Night In Paris - Part One

A/N HELLO READERS! I just want to apologize for slacking off on my writing recently. It's been crappy and I realize it. So sowwy :(

I've been waiting for this chapter for a while, lot's of twists and turns! This was my first idea when I wrote this story, and now it's finally here. Eeeeeeeeee!!!! So exciting!

Well here's the story:

I turn the knob slowly, trying to be sneaky about my entrance into the living room. The last thing I want right now is to have 8 pairs of eyes staring at me. My feet pitter patter against the hardwood. I'm light on my feet, pressing myself against the wall like in one of those cheesy spy movies. Gotta stay quiet. Gotta stat quiet.

"HEY THERE SEXY!!!" Olivia and Grace boom, causing every head to turn my way. Grace sticks her fingers in her mouth, whistling. Freaking great. The one time- one time!- I want to blend in, everyone has to gawk at me.

I slide my arms across the wall, acting as if I have an invisibility cloak. "You can't see me....." I whisper, making my way to the couch in the corner of the room. "Yes we can!" Louis shouts back. Well crap.

I give up. What was I thinking? Attempting to hide from the most loud and obnoxious people on this planet? I only hope Harry is still getting ready. I'd feel really insecure if he saw me right now, all vulnerable an' such. I dunno......I just feel so ridiculous right now. If it was up to me, everyone would go on dates in pajama pants and hoodies, that way my feet wouldn't already be aching before it even began.

"You look lovely." Liam takes my hand, giving it a kiss. I feel a chill go down my spine. That's been the first time in a while that someone's said that to me. I'm not "That" girl. The one guys always fall for. The one who everyone loves, who has random strangers tell her she's pretty.

"Thank you." I whisper as he lets go.

"Come here you!" Lou stands up opening his arms for a hug. I gladly accept it, running over to him. My arms wrap underneath his. He actually smells.....good? Weird, never pictured Lou as the cologne type of guy. I loosen my hug, staring into his blue eyes.

"Don't go messing with my boy's innocence, you hear me?"

"Me, messing with his?" I laugh, finally pulling away.

"I'm only joking love." He brings his hand up and strokes my hair. "I told him you were going to look amazing. Now I feel as if I lied," he states. I pout my tiny lips. "You look phenomenal. Wait, no, you look even better than a bag of carrots." I smile and hug him again.

"I lied, NO ONE can look as scrumptious as carrots."

"Except for you Lou." I tease.

"Except for me." He slaps my leg then rejoin Liam on the couch.

"Hey guys! Is Lex almost-" Harry emerges from his room, buttoning the cuffs on his blazer. His eyes meet mine and he stops dead in his tracks. And I stop dead in mine.

His hair was freshly washed, his curls nice and fresh. His navy blue shirt fit perfect underneath his red blazer, with khaki trousers to match. He looked so.....perfect. A grin was slapped on his face. His head tilted to the right, staring right at me. Why must god do this to me? Doesn't he know my brain cannot handle this much sexy-ness at one time? I must have looked awkward just standing there, absorbed in my thoughts. Then again, he was the one staring at me.

I tuck my hair behind my ear, giggling at the ground and chewing on my bottom lip. Ahhh, no I somewhat understand the "But when you smile at the ground" line.

"Well don't just stand there you bloody idiot!!!" Olivia cups her hands around her mouth, screaming really freakin loud. I couldn't tell if she was talking to me or Harry. Not like it matters.