Meeting You Sucked. Nah. Just Kidding. It Was Great. (One Direction/Fan Fic)

Chapter Eight: Meet Tiana

Chapter Eight: Meet Tiana

“Where did my toast go?” Liam exclaimed the next morning. He was staring at his empty plate on the small table.

Louis smiled at Liam apologetically. Crumbs were dotted around his mouth. I rolled my lips inside my mouth, trying not to laugh.

“You!” Liam frowned at Louis, pointing his finger at him accusingly. “You ate my toast!”

The older boy shrugged. “Do you have any evidence of me eating your toast?” He asked, acting smart. Liam sighed and shook his head. “Good, because I didn’t eat it.”

I grinned and let out a laugh. “Lou! I watched you eat it!” I said.

Liam glared at Louis, who in turn glared at me. “So you did eat my toast!” Liam shouted, jumping up from his seat.

“No,” Louis protested. “You liar!” He shouted at me playfully.

Liam rolled his eyes. “Lou, you have crumbs around your mouth! It’s obvious you ate it!” He exclaimed.

“I didn’t!”

“You did!”

“I didn’t!”

“Did!”

“Didn’t!”

“Did!”

“Didn’t!”

I laughed to myself and crept out of the room before they noticed I was gone. Boys will be boys, right? Walking into the living room, Niall was asleep on the sofa. I grinned evilly and grabbed a marker pen from Liam’s bag. As quietly as I could, I tiptoed over to Niall and began drawing random things on his face. I could hardly contain my laughter as I drew a mono brow and a moustache. I also drew some glasses on him.

Once I was done drawing, I bit my lip and decided to be rude. I tried to make it look the best I could, but it ended up looking like a rocket ship in my eyes. Shrugging, I decided it looked good enough and placed the marker back where it came from.

Giggling to myself as walked I toward my room, I stopped outside the door. There were two voices inside.

“Rachael though? Really Haz? She’s my cousin for goodness sakes!” Charlie exclaimed quietly from behind the door.

This could be the Rachael Harry was talking to on the phone yesterday. “Calm down Charlie. We aren’t even related, so it’s fine. Besides, I won’t be doing any harm,” Harry shrugged.

Charlie rolled her eyes. “But you will though. Whenever this happens, someone nearly always gets hurt. Don’t you get it Harry? Rachael will become attached to you at some point. She’s like that,” Charlie said. “And Cam will get hurt too if she finds out what’s going on!”

Harry sighed. “Don’t say things like that. There’s no changing my mind. Rachael’s coming to watch our concert tonight-”

“Spying, are we?” I gasped, turned around, and glared at Zayn.

I hit him on the shoulder. “Zayn, don’t do that! You scared the crap out of me!” I pushed him and went inside his room, dragging him inside with me. “What’s going on with Harry?” I demanded to know.

Zayn shrugged, and rubbed the part where I’d dragged him. “For a girl, you sure are strong,” He muttered, wincing.

Rolling my eyes, I pinched him.

“Ow! Seriously?”

“Hush Zayn! Answer my question properly!” I can’t help it; I’m quite a bossy person.