Living With One Direction

Chapter Twenty Seven - I Thought It Was A Lazy Day...

We woke up the next morning fairly late, in fact not fairy late extremely late... 1PM! Holy cow. Everyone was just enjoying their sleep, relaxing whilst we could – I wasn’t expecting them to get up, we didn’t have a routine like back in London so it didn’t bother me as the whole point of this trip was to just relax without the media wanting to sell a story of One Direction so all was good in the hood. London. Our trip was coming to an end which would mean back to the real world… more importantly my secret with Louis. I never noticed how messy this was going to be especially with the picture! The reporters would be after Lou at the airport, and then they would be after Eleanor and to get the truth, as well as that but also trying to find me! What a mess! Oh man!

I did book an activity today but I decided to reschedule it for tomorrow and cancel one of my other activities. I loved it when Louis and I would sleep together. It was so relaxing and so soothing; he would have his armed wrapped around my stomach and we would be wrapped in a ball like a cat under the duvet. Moments like this simply are beautiful. Whilst I was enjoying the moment with my Boo-Bear I received a knock at the door. It was Harry.

“Louuu, Louu, Zayyyynnnn, Zennn! HELP!” Harry shrieked, banging on the door.

Oh no what had happened? Was Liam is trouble? Had Niall hurt himself?

Harry continued to bang on the door and the thoughts went out of my mind. “Lou get up, something’s happened!”, whilst I said this Zayn too had come to the door with the duvet wrapped around him.

“Hey what’s happened?”

“I’m not too sure…” Louis started as he rubbed his eyes and but his glasses on. Man he looks fit with glasses on. “… Harry’s yelling lets go check it out.” He continued as we all made our way to the door.

“What’s happened babe?” I asked as Zayn opened the door.

“It’s Niall, he’s locked himself in the bathroom and a pigeon has flown in.” he said as we walked into his room.

“Where’s Liam?” Zayn asked.

“He went downstairs to go on the phone to Danielle.” Harry replied.

“How you hanging Nialler?” Louis asked.

“Errrmm <screams> help me <screams> quickly <screams>!” Niall screamed.

Poor guy.

“I have a plan, listen in Niall.” I started. “Right Zayn and Louis need to barge open the door then grab Niall and take him out, and Harry and I will take care of the pigeon. Got it?” I concluded.

“We will?” Harry gasped.

“Yes Hazza! Go boys GO!” I snapped.

Louis and Zayn were forcing the door open as Liam came in, “What’s going on?”He began to panic.

“Well Daddy Directioner, you were too busy on the phone to your girlfriend instead of looking after your children! A pigeon has entered Niall’s bathroom – how I don’t know considering it’s a top hotel!” I said.

“Here let me give you a hand.” Liam said walking to the bathroom door.

“Were capably fine!” Zayn replied.

The pair forced the door open as Niall ran out into my arms – aww. “It’s okay baby!” I smiled comporting him.

Harry went into the bathroom to capture the pigeon. I looked over to Liam, “Would you?” I started and looked over to the pigeon.

“Sure.” Liam smiled.

Harry and Liam went after the pigeon running around the washroom. I think one of the boys fell in the bath trying to catch that evil pigeon – Man I wish I had a camera to record it! Niall was finally settled and the boys had caught the pigeon and let it out of the window. What a crazy manic morning and we had only just got up!