Help (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter One

Hello there! As you may already know im rewriting my friends book, so things are going to change! Sorry If you don't like it, but you could message me and i'll see what I can do!

        Chapter One;

"No, jimmy protested!" Louis yelled from one of the video diaries I was watching. It was one of those days where I had stumbled upon the boys on YouTube and couldn’t tame my inner carroty self. I wasn’t doing anything important like studying for the SAT’s pfttt no, so I decided it wouldn’t hurt to go on a 1D fetus video marathon.

 I was beginning to click on another video, when I heard a loud grumble. My stomach was making its mating call, specifically for food. I didn’t have anything to eat and I was NOT going to cook. Last time I tried cooking I sort of, kind of, accidentally managed to burn my kitchen, and all I was trying to make was some toast.

Yeah, I really should have listened to the instructions and not have left a highly flammable paper next to the toaster.  

 Anyways, My name is Luna Hernandez and I live alone. I had reached the age where I thought I was ready to move out of my parents’ house. They should have given me a reality check, correction, reality SLAP. Then maybe I would have listened.

A small voice is heard through the midst of my thoughts, begging for food, sighing I crawl out of my chair and get the phone. Some pizza sounds good right now, and I haven't had some since yesterday so yeah.

The phone begins to ring, and I start getting anxious, I don’t know what to order!

“Hello this is Cici's pizza how may we help you?"

"Ummm a small pepperoni pizza with a Mountain Dew"

 "Is that all?"

 "Yep"

 "Okay that will be $6.37, want us to deliver it to you"

“Yes” I say while mentally adding, Not even for pizza will I change out of my pjs, get in the car, and drive to go get it.

 “Okay, We need your address.”

"Um well I just moved here so I don’t know the address”

“Go check the mailbox… ye idiot”

Wow, calling me an idiot! Must have thought I wouldn’t have heard. I did a fast awkward walk to my mailbox, got the number and went back inside.

“It’s 1414 RainbowShoe RD.” Or at least that’s what I think the road is called, I didn’t even bother to check.

“We will get there as fast as we can,” He responded, but before he hung up, I left him a ‘lil something.

“I’m not deaf you know, I heard you call me an idiot, and I’ll have you know I won’t get all butt hurt about that, because I have gotten called that many, many times…so.. SUCK IT!” Times like this make me want a flip phone, so I could have sassily hung up.

After shoving the phone into my pants pocket, I crash land onto my couch, forgetting about the video I was about to click. As my eye lids begin to droop, I hear yet another noise. This time, it’s not my stomachs mating call. It sounds like, like screaming girls? Did my acting career finally catch on and are they here for my autograph? Yeah, probably not.

I decide to get off my lazy bum and go check what’s happening. As I open the door all I see are bright flashes and 5 people running towards me. Before I have time to register what is happening, I am pushed back into my house. I heard the door being slammed and a loud snap comes afterwards. Maybe it’s not the door though, maybe it’s my head, since, you know, they pushed me and me being a klutz, I fell. I just don’t remember learning that hitting your head makes your vision go fuzzy; maybe that’s just common sense. Do you also faint right after? Or is that just me..