Totally Wrecked: One Direction fanfic

21 thoughts of doom

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Song for this chapter: My Girl- The Temptations

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-Lexi J

My eyes droop with exhaustion. It had been two hours since we left the cabin. If this road doesn't show up soon, I might start to go insane. I check back on Harry and Niall. Both looked more exhausted than ever, clearly tired and hungry. (then again-Niall's always hungry) I glance across the horizon, seeing nothing but a big brown blob of forest. But wait, an opening in the trees appears. Gray makes an appearance, something fast zooms past.

"Boys look! The road!!" I scream, taking off running. They follow on my heels, excited grins on their faces. I think I could kiss the beautiful pavement. But I'm not gonna.

Harry gets down onto his knees, raising his arms above his head and bowing. "We worship youuuuuuu......we worship you...." He chants, cheeky boy.

I close my eyes, thanking God that we made it out alive and unharmed. "Nando's here we come!!!" Niall's screams cloud my thoughts.

I begin to wave my arms, doing anything to get a driver's attention. Heck, I even started dancing at one point. Some people really had nerve. I mean, it's not like we're ugly old men or something. I take a look down at myself. Goodness gracious. Mud covered my shirt along with burs, my skin crawling just thinking about it. Thank god I have a tanktop on underneath my Panic at the Disco shirt.

I raise the shirt above my head, itching to get the dirty thing off. The black shirt completely blocks my vision, but I hear snickering in the background. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"Ummm......how can I say this in the least awkward way possible...." Harry chuckles, "Your, um, undershirt is stuck to your shirt."

I hear more of his and Niall's laughter. "There's cars passing by, isn't there?"

"yepp."

I slide the still disgusting shirt back over my torso. My cheeks feel hot. Why me? Why this particular moment in time and space. I just flashed 2 members of One Direction and who knows how many innocent french people. Life is a cruel mistress children.

"Nice bra Lexi." Niall snickers.

"Can it Blondie!!"

Yes, I had decided to wear my One Direction bra that day. It's not like I planned on everyone seeing it! I sit my- according to some girl in my grade- ghetto booty onto the grass below.

"Lex-" Harry walks over and sits beside me.

"Can we please just not talk about it?"

"That's not what I was going to say...." He voice trails off. I love it when he does that. Not sure why, but that's just one of the things I love about him. There so many things. Not one thing, more like 100 times infinity. He wipes hair away from his eyes, staring off into the sun.

"You look beautiful." He intertwines his fingers with mine. Oh how I've missed that, even though it's only been a couple of hours.

"You're just saying that." I turn away, suddenly not wanting him to see me like this. Dirty, sweaty, probably looked like I got punched in the face. I'd rather him never talking to me again than compliment me when I don't deserve it.

"Never." He pulls me close to him, rocking me back and forth. "Whatever you say."

"Whatever I say eh?...........LEX IS BEAUTIFUL! There, I said it." A big grin crosses his face as his eyes meet mine.