Choosing A Direction

~Chapter 6~

"Wake up, Savannah, we're here," Someone shook me gently as they said this, but i still jolted awake.

"Huh? Where are we?" I looked outside the car to see the giant house-almost-mansion again.

Louis spread his arms wide. "Welcome to our home!" he shouted. I laughed, grabbed my backpack, and followed them through the double wooden doors.

"Wow . ." I trailed off as i took in the place. It was huge, with a dark wood great room, a kitchen to the far left and a spiral staircase. Liam gave me a small tour and showed me the pool area with a hot tub and pool, the game room (filled with games of course) and upstairs, where all the rooms were.

"And here's where you'll be staying for tonight," he informed me as he opened the door to reveal a room about five times bigger then the one i have at home, decorated with a simple blue comforter and classic paintings. There was a large vanity table with a mirror and a small chair to sit in.

"We're gonna be leaving for a concert tomorrow morning and we'll be waking up at eight. Be there or be square," And with that he left me alone to get comfortable.

I was just unpacking my t-shirt/night gown when Zayn passed by my room in Op swim trunks.

"My sister left some string bikinis here, see if one fits you and meet us in the hot tub in five," he said . I nodded in understanding and opened one of the drawers to find a rainbow of colored string bikinis. It took me a minute, but i decided to go with the black one.

I grabbed a towel and a random pair of black flips and made my way to the pool area.

Louis let out a long cat call when he saw me coming.

"Dang girl," was all he said. the rest of them just nodded and i rolled my eyes. 

"So, why are we in the hot tub at ten o'clock at night?" i asked, sinking into the warm water.

"To do this!" Were the last words i heard before five different pairs of hands shoved my face into the water. No matter how much i thrashed, they wouldn't let me up and when i started to feel like i was going to pass out from lack of air, i slammed my fist into the nearest body part, which was, unfortunately for him, Zayn's balls.

Almost immediately they let me up and i rose to find Zayn curled into a ball, cupping his nuts. I stuck my tounge out at him teasingly.

"Serves you right," I said. He retaliated my giving me a swift punch in the boob. I let out a string of 

infanities as i cupped my breast. I glared at him angrily for moment and then lowered my head into my arms and pretended to sob.

"Fuck, Zayn, look what you did!" exclaimed Harry. Through the slits in my arms i saw a guilty look cross Zayn's face.

"Hey, no need to cry, Savi. i was just playing around," He swam over to me and put an arm around me as if to comfort me.

I pulled away suddenly and twisted his nipples mercilessly.

"Purple Nurple!" i shouted and laughed in glee at his wincing.

Soon, it was an all out war. there were nuggies, wedgies, and punches of every kind. I was just about to dunk Niall again when we heard someone clear their throat in the dark.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" i screeched and hopped into Niall's lap. "Murder! Take Louis first!" i cried and got laughs all around, except for Louis, of course.

"Hey," he whined, "I didnt eat that much tonight," I could almost see the pout that was probably on his lips. I rolled my eyes and looked in the general direction of who i thought was our killer.

"What y'all still doin' up?" said a deep voice that i instantly recognized as Chocolate Chunk's. My cheeks burned with embarrassment and i slid off Niall's lap.

"You can stay, trust me, i dont mind," he joked.

"Come on guys, its time for y'all to go to sleep 'cuz imma leave ya if u sleep in and come back for you AFTER lunch," Chocolate Chunk threatened. That sure got them going. The boys jumped out of the hot tub so fast, the left a chilling breeze. I made my way out slowly and wrapped my towel around myself tightly to preserve body heat. The crisp night wind went right through my towel and i waddle-sprinted up the stairs. Would it kill them to get an elevator?

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That night, after showering and putting on my t-shirt, i climbed into bed and failed miserably at trying to fall asleep. The glowing red digits on the alarm clocked mocked me as the hours went by.  I made up my mind and decided to go down to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. I needed a mid-night snack to calm my nerves.

I stumbled down the stairs and pattered to the kitchen, my bare feet slapping against the clean white tile. I opened the double door fridge and looked around for something to eat. It was down to the chocolate cheesecake and key lime pie when someone interrupted my train of thought and scared me half to death.

"I'd go with the chocolate cheese cake, if i wre you," he commented. I whirled around to see Niall grinning at my reaction in nothing but a pair of red and white striped boxers, like the ones you see in cartoons.

"God, at least give a girl a warning. You scared the shit outta me!" i proclaimed, clutching my chest dramatically. He rolled his eyes at me and looked at the floor pointedly.

"I don't see any shit," he teased.

"Whatever. Want some?" I asked politely as i pulled out the cheese cake. I grabbed a butter knife to slice it and Niall started to tickle me. I spun around to face him.

''You don't want nuna dis," I threatened in my best gangster voice. I welded the knife in front of his face.

"I accept your challenge," And before i knew what was happening, the knife was whipped from my fingers and Niall was a mere two inches away from my face, his body pinning me against the counter.I noticted that we were standing in the kitchen. Alone. He, in only his boxers and me in a barely there t-shirt that just hit the middle of my thighs. His breath tickled my face and as he leaned in,i felt that flutter again and my brain panicked. I grabbed a handful of cake and smashed it into his face. 

He reeled back in surprised and licked some cakes off his lip.

"you wanna go, bro?" he said and grabbed his own handful and smashed it into my face. I gasped at his audacity.

"Try me," I grabbed another handful and smeared it down his-might i add-well defined chest.

 "Whoa, how come nobody invited me to the cake orgy?" I recognized that obnoxious voice anywhere.I looked over Niall's shoulder to see Harry leaning against the kitchen island in nothing but smiley face boxers. Don't these boys ever wear shirts? Not that I'm complaining. . .

''Cuz then it woudda been extremely uneventful," I replied. He stuck his tongue out at me and scooped out a piece of cake. I yawned and decided it was time to hit the sack. I knew the mid-night snack would help.

"Well, you guys can stay up as long as you want, but I'm going upstairs to wash off this cake and actually get some sleep," I said on my way up the stairs.

"I can think of a more creative way to get that cake off," Harry called behind me.

I just rolled my eyes and continued to my room.

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