"Looks like we're staying here." I pulled the van to a complete stop in the parking lot of a Motel 6 on the side of the road. I was tired of driving and ready to sleep.
The five boys piled out of the van quietly and formed a small circle together. "We should probably just share the rooms." Harry suggested as he rumbled through his front pocket for a pack of cigs. I rolled my eyes as I began walking away from the five of them.
"You want one?" Harry offered loudly, holding an open pack in front of him. I slowly turned around and looked him head to toe.
"I'm fine." my voice was brisk.
"Suit yourself." he shrugged slowly. "But who do you want to room with?"
"I'd rather drive myself back home than share a room with any of you."
"So who did you end up rooming with?" Madeline quickly makes an assumption.
"Well," I shrug in laughter as I roll my eyes thinking about the situation all over again.
"She ended up rooming with all of us." my husband raises his eyebrows.
"So, you can choose your bed mates, I guess." Liam began taking off his shirt, stumbling into nothing but his boxers.
I stared awkwardly around the room at my options. Being squished between any 2 of these boys wasn't exactly an opportunity I was ready to pounce at.
Instead of answering them, I took a seat on the bed and gathered a pillow and blanket. They stared this time, watching me make my way into the bathroom.
I layed out the blanket, setting the pillow on top. "Looks like this bed is wide open." I sarcastically pointed to the tub, smiling widely as if I were in shock.
The baffled looks they were wearing were becoming better and better by the second. "Do you need any help?" Niall quietly sat in the chair adjacent to the beds.
We met eyes for a second and an airy laugh escaped my lips. "Trust me Niall, she doesn't need any help." Louis coughed up rudely.
"That's correct," I grabbed my phone charger and laptop, propping myself back up right and heading for my lovely bedroom, "I'm not dependent on others to uh," I smirked at the floor, "help me finish."
Loud laughs filled the room and I smiled to myself. My side collided with Louis shoulder mockingly, as he sat on the bed with an amused yet confused facial expression.
"Goodnight my little fucking crackheads!" I screamed once the bathroom door shut behind me.
"I didn't even bring any with me!" Zayn responded loudly, followed by muffled chuckles of disbelief. "I swear!" he spoke a few seconds afterwards, right after Harry mumbled something over to him. I tried to wipe the smile off my face, but I couldn't force myself to it.
"Hey uh Sierra Mist." someone knocked on the bathroom door about a half hour later. They were being obnoxious and playing music the entire time, so I wasn't able to sleep.
"Do not call me that." I angrily greeted Harry as I swiped the door open. He leaned closer to my face, whispering it quietly in my face again. "If you call me that I'm going to retaliate by calling you Harry Ballsack." I didn't move an inch.
"Whatever." he rolled his eyes, "So you do know that we're going to have to come in here, right?"
"And why do you presume that?" I cocked an eyebrow, my arms crossing over my chest.
"You see," he groaned the slightest bit, leaning on the side of the door as he crossed his legs, "I don't know where you grew up, but where we're from, we use these bad boys to do our business." he pointed to the toilet.
"Shhh." I put my index finger up to his lips. He swatted it down softly, raising his eyebrows back at me.
"I'm shh-ing." he smiled.
"You have a dick, right?" my voice was bittersweet.
"Do I need to show you?" he reached lower, smirking a bit.
"Slow down, I'm waiting until tomorrow so I can be the first of the day, not the 7th." I winked in response, once again reminding him of how much of a whore he truly was. He faked a pouty face.
"Yes, I do." he answered my original question.
"Awesome. Use it to aim in a bottle." The door slammed shut.
"Hey! What if we've got to shit?" Louis obnoxiously screeched from the opposite side of the door.
"That's unfortunate!"
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"You have got to be fucking kidding me?!" I growled as loud as I possibly could, jumping up in the tub and staring at the 5 boys piled in the bathroom.
"Rise and shine, Sierra Mist!" Harry shouted loudly, his voice being muffled by the running water. Before I decided to kill one of them, I reached over to turn off the blazing cold water that woke me up.
"Whose grand i-fucking-dea was this?" I ranted angrily, jumping out of the tub, looking and feeling soggy and most definitely salty.
"You can't hog a bathroom to yourself when five other guys are here." Zayn rolled his eyes as he spoke.
"You mean-"
"Just get dressed and let's go Miss. Priss." Louis was snippy with me. I scratched the back of my head as Niall tossed me a towel and they all headed out. Payback was going to be a bitch for them.
