Bones [a One Direction fanfic]

Chapter 10

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I'm sitting in the living room, tense. I check the time. 13.56. 4 minutes left... I rub my eyes again. Didn't sleep well, I was nervous for this moment. My stomach growl. I didn't eat breakfast. The boys went to a photo shoot, so I woke up all alone.

*Ding dong~*

The doorbell. Shit. Okay. Relax. Take deep breath. I opened the door.

"Hi, Jade." Demi say, grinning widely.

Even though I'm nervous about this, I'm happy to see her. I can't help it. I Give her a tight hug. I regret screaming at her the last time she was here... I pull away from her and we walk to the living room and sit on the couch.

I'm nervous at first, my hand sweating, my voice shaking. But after a while I loosen up, and it's easier to speak what I have on my mind. She tells me how nobody's perfect, but we're all beautiful in our own ways. I know all that, I do think everyone is beautiful. Everyone, but me. I love Demi, I do, she's a great friend. But I just can't find comfort in her words. They do encourage me to stop, but only for a moment.

We talk for hours, and I'm starting to get really hungry. My stomach growls.

"You're hungry." Demi points out. "You did eat breakfast, right?"

I bite my lip, and shake my head slowly. She grabs my arm and leads me into the kitchen. She gestures me to sit at the table, while she opens the fridge scanning through it.

"So... what do you want?" She says, still searching through the fridge.

I sigh. I lean back in the chair.

"Nothing..." I breathe.

"Not an acceptable answer." She says, taking out 2 eggs and milk out of the fridge. "Would you mind helping me make some pancakes?" She says with a crooked smirk.

"I don't have a choice, do I?" I joke, smirking back.

I get up, take out a big bowl, flour and a whisk. We actually had fun, even though I dropped an egg, Demi got flour all over her face and we almost started a fire. The result was worth it, even though I didn't want to eat it.

As I tried to sneak out of the kitchen, Demi grabbed my arm.

"There's one more thing I need help with..." She smirks foolishly. "You have to help me eat them."

So we set the table and sat down. I put a pancake on my plate. We talked, laughed and she encouraged me until the last bite. It took longer time than usual to eat the whole thing, but I did it. I felt the anxiety start to rise. Demi probably saw the look on my face, because she instantly set my mind on other stuff. We did the dishes, put the leftovers in the fridge, and picked out a movie to watch.

Beauty and the Beast.

It's Disney movie, it's animated, but it still made my tears well up.

Why?

Because even though the prince is a hideous beast, Belle doesn't see his flaws, she brings out the best in him.

Maybe that's what I need. Someone to love, someone that loves me back. Someone that loves me, for me. For who I am, who doesn't care about looks.

But that's not possible. The only thing society cares about is looks. If you dont wear this, you're that. If you don't have this, you're that. People are aiming for perfection, but that's useless. Perfection isn't to have no flaws, perfection is accepting your own and other peoples flaws.

The boys arrive, bursting in, half wet, playing with water guns.

"DEMI, GET DOWN!" I scream. She looks confused. "GET DO-" 

They see us, aim, and soak us with water as we fail to find cover. I grab Demi, pull her into the kitchen as the boys rush to the bathrooms to refill their guns. I block the plug so the sink is filled with water, get out 2 cups and give one to Demi. Just when we fill the cups Niall comes in, aiming at us, just as he's gonna pull the trigger we pour the water on him. He drops his gun by shock and I quickly take it, and take cover under the table. Niall and Demi are too busy splashing water at each other they don't notice me when I get out of the kitchen.

I can see when Liam takes cover behind the couch, so I quietly crawl to the couch. When Liam checks if the coast is clear I set fire. Headshot. Liam drops his gun to rub the water out of his eyes. I'm about to take his gun, when I get hit on the back of my head. Louis. I rush to the nearest bathroom and lock myself in.

"Ha! Try to get me now, Tommo." I say to myself.

I hear someone chuckle behind me. Shit. I'm not alone. I spin around.

Harry. Aiming at me. Nowhere to hide. 

My breath get caught up in my throat. My heartbeat quickens.

He's shirtless.

Damn.

"Nowhere to hide?" He teases.

He starts to pull the trigger, I cover my face with my hands and wait for the cold water to hit my soaked body. But it never comes.

"Ah, man I'm out of ammo." He says putting the gun down.

I smirk and aim at him. 

"Too bad, curly." I'm just about to pull the trigger when he knocks my gun down, unlocks the door and runs out.

"Son of a-"

I freeze.

The maid is here. And the room is a disaster. We all give her innocent smiles, and go to our rooms get out of our wet clothes.

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I'm sorry I had to stop there! My brother stressed me cuz he needs the computer -.- sorry guys.

I hope you liked it though ♥ xx :D