Her Second Chance-a One Direction story

Chapter 7

“Should we wake her up?”

“No, Harry will kill us!”

“Harry’s gone to get coffee, he’ll be out for a while.”

“I say we wake her!”

“We’ll scare her, idiot!”

These voices were getting louder and louder, and one appeared to be quite close to my face. I scrunched up my face and groaned.

“AUGH IT’S AWAKE, PLEASE DON’T TOUCH MY CARROTS!” Someone screamed. My eyes flew open to reveal Niall, Zayn, and Louis standing at the foot of the bed. Well, actually, Niall was holding Louis in his arms with a confused expression while Zayn tried to hold in his laughter. They were all shirtless…I tried my best to ignore the 6-packs.

“What the actual fuck” I half laughed, half moaned. “What time is it?” I asked. Louis hopped down from Niall’s arms and leaped onto the bed. More accurately, on top on me.

“Time for you to get up, beautiful!” He sang, bouncing up and down. Liam passed by the room, calling out

“9:30”.

“Thank you!” I shouted back. “Um, Louis, do you think you could perhaps get off me?” I asked.

“Whyyy?” He pouted. I laughed.

“Because I need some food!” My stomach growled, accentuating my point.

“Fineee,” he whined. He jumped up, yanking me up with him. I stumbled into Zayn, who grabbed me and steadied me.

“Sorry,” I blushed.

“No problem, love,” he smiled at me. We stood there a moment more, his arms still around my waist, until Louis pulled my arm and yelled,

“FOR NARNIA!”  and sprinted into the kitchen. Niall was already there, chowing down on some chocolate chip pancakes made by chef Liam. I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do, until Zayn came in and saw me. He grinned and grabbed a plate of pancakes and handed it to me.

“Thanks,” I smiled gratefully. I sat down at the counter next to Niall and noticed his empty plate. “Geez, Niall, you eat fast!” I said, astonished. He had just had a full stack of pancakes there a second ago!

“I get hungry,” he grinned, unabashed. I started eating, realizing how hungry I actually was. I remembered I never had a chance to grab dinner last night, what with the late exam and all…I was snapped out of my reverie by an argument between Louis and Liam.

“But Liam!” Louis whined.

“Lou, I’m not putting carrots in the pancakes! That is final!” Liam shouted, exasperated. Zayn laughed from his place at the table, and Niall just rolled his eyes. I giggled, and their heads swiveled towards me.

“What? You don’t like carrots?” Louis asked with an injured expression on his face.

“No, no, I love them, don’t worry,” I assured him.

“YAY SHE LIKES CARROTS DID YOU HEAR THAT ZAYN SHE LIKES CARROTS” he yelled in Zayn’s ear.

“No, Lou, I’m deaf,” he said sarcastically. Just then Harry walked in. I blushed, remembering last night’s kiss.

“Hey Tiff,” he greeted me with a smile and a hug.

“Hey, Haz” I smiled back.

“Coffee, anyone?” He handed a cup of Starbucks to me, which I took appreciatively. I would definitely need caffine to get me through the day. Speaking of which, what day was it? Funny how little things like that escape your head when you’re with One Direction. I ran to the living room where I had left my purse, and grabbed my iPhone. As I glanced at the date, I noticed I had 20 missed calls from my roommate/best friend Cat. Shit…

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