Fix You- A One Direction Fan Fiction

Just hangin' my butt!

I probably should be sleeping right now...

Oh well. Ill do it in Algebra.

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Genevieve's POV

The second we stepped foot into our moody motel room, it was a war zone.

Clothing flying everywhere.

El was trying to locate her outfit.

"There you are, ya little bugger!"

The entire contents of her suitcase was spread on the floor. I was stepping over bras, panites, shorts, shorts, and toiletries.

I made her clean it up though.

Then it was the preping.

Elodie was curling her hair while I was lining my eyes.

The mirror was tiny.

I accidently made a beauty mark on my cheek, which caused El to go into hysterics as I tried to scrub it off, which ended up taking off my foundation, which I had to redo.

El accidently burnt herself on the finger. Luckily she had a supply of Scooby Doo band aids just in case.

We're such nerds.

After I solved my makeup dilemma, I quickly straightened my own hair while El did her makeup. We both decided to go mote natural because we assumed the boys didn't like "applicable lies" as I called them.

I guessed we overestimated our prep time because when we finished we had an hour and a half until we had to leave.

We just decided to watch a little television.

"Oh look! I got a text from Ace: "what r u two doing tonite?'"

She looked at me.

"Tell her," we had both agreed to keep this from our school friends just in case *wink wink*.

Ace's POV

I was helping the boys warm up when my phone blipped.

From El ;)

One Direction Concert. U?

I smiled to myself and replied.

To El ;)

Nuthin. Just hanging.

Perfect.