The 'average' sleepover.

Chapter 2.

I totally blanked out.

I was in utter shock as the realisation sunk in that this was not a dream. Zayn Malik just suggested he was outside my house. I was glued to the spot, bounded by surprise. I couldn't talk, the words were there but they didn't seem to come out.

"Are you okay Soph?" Sian asked as her and Ellen stood looking at me with a worried expression on their faces. I wanted to reply, I really did. Still struck with disbelief, I raced towards the window and whipped my beloved One Direction curtains out of the way.

I stared out into the pitch black night, all I could see was the light of the twinkling stars and the beam of the brilliant full moon. There they were. My eyes settled on the silhouette of five boys. Even though I had never come across the owners of the black, beautiful silhouettes I knew exactly who they were. The boys who I didn't know but still knew so well. The boys that changed my life. 

By this time Ellen and Sian had joined me. Sian gasped and Ellen let out a rather loud squeal of excitement. There we stood motionless, staring out into the darkness of the night, watching our idols who were closer than they had ever been before.

*Ping* "@Louis_Tomlinson: @LickingLouis HELLOOOO! It's still not getting any warmer!"

"AHHHH SOPH!! I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE IT.. *screams with excitement* GET THE KEYS!" Ellen screamed, her eyes wide with the biggest beaming smile!

Ellen, Sian and I flew down the stairs. (I'm very competetive and run races all the time but I have never ran downstairs so fast in all my life). 

Come on Sophie, think. Where are those keys?! You had them earlier, when you opened the door to Ellen and Sian. Then you went and let Muffin out of the back door..

"WHERE ARE THE KEYS?" Ellen and Sian shouted in unison.

"BACK DOOR!" I shouted as I ran round to the other side of the house to return with the keys. 

My hands shaking, I turned the key in the lock of my heavy oak door. 

"Hello" "hey there" "hellooooo der" "hi" "vas happenin'?" Five friendly voices chimed.

There they were; Liam, Louis, Niall, Harry and Zayn. They were even more perfect in real life. I had only ever seen them on pictures and at the tour with Ellen. Their warm scent wafted into the house, even their smell was attractive.